Abigail's POV

　　I don't know where this newfound confidence has come from, but I am enjoying it immensely. Damien seems to bring out the reckless side to me I had been pushing down for all these years; well, it was time to let her out to play and embrace the fallen angel that hid behind the mask of innocence.

　　I was pulled from my thoughts, seeing Damien slamming the door, a deadly scowl on his face. Sitting on the end of my bed, I winked at him, ignoring his darkening mood. Pretending to reach behind me, I smirked knowingly.

　　"Ah, perfect timing. Given your hesitation, I was going to see if Jason could take over where you left off." I teased, dropping my hand to the bed and leaning back, pushing my bust out and staring at him seductively. Seeing him kick his shoes off, I faked innocence. "Won't you need them to go let Jason in?" 

　　"RED!" He roared, making me chuckle, but I knew I had pushed enough. Pursing my lips, lowering my eyes before sucking down a breath as he stepped closer to me, lifting my chin with his finger, forcing me to meet his dangerously dark eyes. 

　　"Sorry, I will behave." I lied. I wasn't sorry and had no intention of behaving. "I want you to take your clothes off," I admitted, letting my lip pop out from between my teeth. 

　　"Is that so?" He chuckled mischievously.

　　"Yes, I am feeling slightly underdressed and you said I had to tell you what I wanted.. this is what I want," I declared, using his earlier words against him.

　　"No!" He laughed sinisterly. "Good girls get what they want... Bad girls..." His sensual tone took on an eerier undertone that made me nervous. "They get taught a lesson" Nodding to the bed, he let my chin go. "Lie down on the bed." His tone sensationally stern, making me wet instantly. 

　　Opening my mouth to challenge him, wanting to tell him I liked option B better anyway. Still, I closed it, seeing the stern look that crossed his face, he was all domineering control, and something told me he wouldn't be happy until I had surrendered the last tethers I had on control over to him. 

　　"Now, Red." He commanded, his tone so silken and smooth I couldn't help but obey; climbing back onto the bed, I rested my head on the pillows, feeling my core dampened at the animalistic look in his eyes. Watching him from the corner of my eye, I expected him to undress, and I didn't want to miss a thing, but he didn't; instead, he climbed onto the bed, his strong hands gripping my ankles, yanking me down the bed. 

　　Squealing in suspense as my body came into contact with his solid form, resting on my elbows, I looked down just in time to see his head disappear between my thighs; I wasn't sure what I was expecting. I had never let anyone do this to me. I had touched myself with my fingers; every girl has. But this- this was new! What I wasn't expecting, though, was the instant thrill to shoot through my spine the second his tongue connected with my already sensitive clit. 

　　"You taste divine." He whispered against my flesh; his delighted moans had my insides trembling as he made quick work of eating at my pussy with his talented tongue.

　　"Oh my god, Damien" My lustful moans filled the silent room; the only other thing to be heard was my heart pounding in my chest. Unable to control the naughty groans that left my mouth as his tongue teased, licked and lapped up my arousal. 

　　Without warning, he licked from my drooling pussy to my ass, his talented fingers circling my already scorching pearl. Overwhelmed with euphoric bliss, I shut my eyes, letting pleasure wash over me until it was too much to bear. I tried to close my thighs, but he shoved them open, holding them tightly in place, forcing me to submit to his unholy tongue as it pushed me over the edge, my orgasm rocking my body; I could feel his nails digging into my skin making my moans more fierce than before, his tongue slowed teasingly as my body recovered from this exquisite round of torment. 

　　Feeling the bed dip, my eyes still tightly closed, I leant my head to the side and opened them, pouting, seeing I had missed him getting undressed. His chiselled features, athletic build, and delicious V-shaped torso sprinkled with light hairs had me drooling; he was the epitome of male beauty. And I wanted him! Desperately! 

　　"That's what happens when you don't keep your eyes on me, Red; you miss out!" He chuckled, turning to face me fully, gulping, seeing him stroking his cock! Fuck! It's big! Really big! Maybe I should tell him I haven't done this before- because I doubt that's fitting in me without splitting me in half. 

　　"Ace, It's..." I groaned, freezing, seeing his cock throb and grow in his hand further! Seriously, are the gods trying to kill me! 

　　"You taste fucking amazing; let me show you." He groaned, climbing on the bed, distracting me. 

　　"Ace..." I tried again, chewing my lip, regretting it the second his lips crashed down on mine, devouring them hungrily. He was right; my nectar on his tongue tasted insanely good. Melting into his kiss, I groaned huskily, all thoughts of stopping this gone. I needed it! I needed him! Like I needed my next breath. I wanted him to be my first- even if it meant I walked like a cowboy for the next few days. 

　　Running my hands through his hair, I pulled him closer, deepening the kiss until my lips felt bruised and beaten, only stopping to come up for air. At some point, he had shifted between my thighs; I could feel him lining up with my soaked entrance, arching up to him as he broke away from the kiss. I watched his eyes stalk each of my curves as if he was commenting them to memory. 

　　Kissing up the curves of my leg and dropping it against his chest, I felt him inch closer, pushing his thickness into me slowly, tensing nervously, feeling him fill me inch by inch, stretching my pussy around him. Looking up into his eyes, I stilled; it wasn't as bad as I thought, I felt full, but it was doable. Feeling him pull back a little, I hooked my leg around his waist, pulling him closer to me. 

　　"You sure, Red," Damien chuckled, feeling my neediness. Unable to speak, I just nodded.

　　"Breath, you're so tight. I need you to breathe." With his hands grasping my hips, I cried out, feeling him thrust deep inside me, impaling me on his massive cock. Pain mixed with exquisite pleasure rippled through me. Sensing he had stilled, I pouted dramatically, I liked the pain when mixed with such delicious euphoria.

　　"Red, Look at me", He commanded; arching my back to him, I obeyed instantly.

　　"You're a virgin?" He asked, horror and shock crossing his handsome face making me wince; I knew it would put him off, which is why I didn't tell him. I didn't want him to look at me like he was now. 

　　"Not any more!" I moaned, tightening my thighs around him pulling him closer to me; little whimpers escaped my lips, feeling his hands travelling up over my body. I relaxed into his touch, feeling him roll my hard nipples between his fingers, pinching them painfully. Knowing he was trying to get my attention, I ignored it. Pushing my hips further down his member, needing to feel it berried back inside me. 

　　"Damien, please..." I moaned, reaching for his neck and pulling him closer, "I want this; I want you to be my first..." I admitted truthfully.

　　"The only," He growled dangerously, his hips suddenly sprinting to life as he moved feverishly; his hands moved far too quickly for me, grabbing my wrists, pinning them above my head in one of his large hands. Arching up to meet his rapid thrusts, the sound of skin slapping together gloriously joining the blissful moans of our lovemaking.

　　Loving how deeply he was buried inside me, owning my body, and if I was honest, owning me. Instantly lifting my hips, the pain of my innocence subsided into pure bliss, needing to take all of him, unable to take much more, my sex trembled around his thick shaft, milking it like they had his fingers. 

　　"I need to cum, Damien, please!" I whimpered into his hungry mouth, pulling him closer to me with our kiss. I locked my ankles around him, digging my feet into his ass pushing him into me as deep as he could go. Feeling his muscles tighten, I knew he was with me, standing at the cliff's edge, ready to jump into the abyss.

　　"Cum for me, baby; make me yours!" I groaned into his ear, biting down roughly on the flesh of his neck as he fucks us both over the edge. My releases crashed into me, shattering me into oblivion, my walls clamping around his cock as his hips stuttered before pounding into me a few more times until they finally stilling, his cum filling me erotically. 

　　Panting softly, I leaned up and tried to kiss his lips tenderly, but his eyes turned serious, his grip tightening on my wrists. "Mine!" He growled 

　　"You. Are. Mine." 

　　I nodded, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me at the words leaving his lips, leaning up I pressed my lips to his.

　　"Yes, yours..." Nipping at his lip, pulling it between my teeth, grinning seeing his lip pool with blood, I let it go with a wink. 

　　"I believe you said something about a present?"