Selena's POV

His lips on mine was searing.

His kisses conjuring a hunger that I didn't even know I possessed.

His lips pressed into mine, devouring, taking and holding me down.

I returned the energy.

I wrapped my fingers around his hair, pulling and holding him close.

Desire burned through me alongside a hunger to be ashamed of.

But I couldn't.

I wasn't.

I was totally breathless when he finally released me from the kiss.

We just started at each other as his fingers wandered along the curve of my face and the edge of my jaw.

It climbed down in a slow and intentional way until it rested on my throat.

They gently wrapped around my neck in the darkness of the alley.

The sound of far-off traffic filled the air around us at this point.

But none of that mattered because all I could sense was his breath.

My heart was thudding against my rib cage as if it wanted to escape.

His grip tightened.

My eyes widened slightly as I stared back at his piercing blue pair.

Was he going to kill me now?

Kiss and kill?

I took a deep breath.

"Damien…"

The name was twisted, like a plea on my lips.

He snarled.

His hands left my neck.

Then he pressed his lips against the curve of my neck.

The pressure ignited a searing flame between my legs.

I pressed my thighs together as something began to slip down.

His voice was hoarse and thick with desire when he did speak again.

"Say it again," he demanded.

"Damien…"

"Good girl."

His flattery wrapped around me in form of heat and wetness pooling.

My flesh crawled with delight.

I shivered.

He nudged me against the damp wall of the alleyway wall.

The cold began to seep into the fabric of my shirt.

But before I could get out a word beyond my lips, he was kneeling before me.

My eyes widened.

He made it seem as if kneeling at my feet was something he had always done.

I was stunned.

His intentions left me panting.

"Wait, here?"

Compulsion and terror choked me.

But the flame in me betrayed my reaction.

"Here," he told ne bluntly.

There was no hesitation, no remorse and definitely no thought in his head.

His fingers slipped up between my legs to spread me apart.

I gasped as he shifted my thong.

He had already begun to claim me as his own.

"You want me to stop?

I looked down at him.

I studied this man whose burning coals of eyes flared with primal hunger.

My throat tightened.

His eyes questioned me, taunted me and dared me to be brazen or frightened.

My lips parted.

My throat closed with hesitation and all that escaped was a closing breath.

"Don't stop."

He grinned.

His mouth quickly twisted into a flat, starving grin before he kissed my second lips.

The shock of his tongue tracing the lines of my spread naked heat sent me screaming.

I bit down hard on my tongue to keep from making alarming sounds as he tasted my core over and over again.

My head fell back against the wall and my knees buckled underneaty me.

It was his hands wrapped around my tighhs that was holding me up now.

"Fuck"

I panted.

I grabbed clumps of his hair in my fists as if I would shatter if I didn't hold tightly.

He ate me so good that I began thudding my head against the wall.

He growled.

His voice was raw and raspy, the hum vibrating over my clit.

It coaxed a moan from me.

His tongue made slow circles over and over my bud and sent heat through me.

He kept teasing and tasting until I was shuddering from the slow torment.

And then he plunged, hard and deep.

He sucked in the excess wetness like he had to get every noise he could coax out of me.

"Damien, oh God!" I gasped.

My body was lost to him.

I began to wildly stuff my hips into his mouth while he pleaded for more rough thrusts.

"More," he growled into me.

His raw voice made me bleed pussy juice.

"Louder. Let me hear you."

The command unlocked something that was too feral inside of me.

My moans spilled out all at once as if it had been waiting, echoing off the brick.

I was uncaring if anyone stumbled into the alley to find me spread open, undone by a man I had barely known an hour.

The obscene wet sounds of his tongue filled the night, mixing with my desperate cries.

He pulled me in, harder.

He snarled as he pinned me right against his mouth, his hands bruising into my thighs.

His fingers sunk deep in my skin as if attempting to mold me to the curve of his grip.

My body spun around helplessly as all of my nerves were crying in overstimulation.

"Give it to me," he growled.

There was low approval in his voice.

"That's it."

I screamed the moment my orgasm came crashing over me like lightning.

One of my legs were tossed over his shoulders as I shook violently.

The climax left my hips pushing into his mouth with wild uncontrollability as gripping sensations engulfed me.

The atmosphere disintegrated into heat and sensation until I was shuddering against the wall and heaving desperately.

He didn't let up.

Until I was pounding on his shoulders even while I was panting for air.

Then he leaned back with his mouth slick with my juices and his lips fat.

He licked them once again as if I were the sweetest thing he had ever had.

"You taste perfect," he growled.

I was still shaking.

My chest was rising and falling.

"You're insane."

He smirked as he stood to his feet.

He poked a finger at my chin and pulled it up, making me stare at him.

"Come on with me."

My knees gave out.

I would have fallen if he hadn't held unto my waist and drew me against him.

My head was reeling, but his command did not seem to permit refusal.

He leaned in to bite my pinna gently.

I was instantly aroused again.

"Where?" I asked.

"Hotel," he whispered.

I should have said no.

I should have run.

But his eyes captivated me, preventing me from refusing the hunger in my belly.

I nodded for air.

"Okay."

We crossed the road to the hotel with the fluorescent lights overhead.

He seemed to have had a room booked because we just headed for the elevator.

His hands slipped stylishly underneath my skirt to firmly grab my ass.

I gasped because we were not alone.

He smirked when I looked at him.

He pushed me closer into him in a side hug, his other hand rubbing my sensitive nipples

I bit down hard in my tongue.

How I struggled to be quiet on the way all the way to the floor was lost on me.

When we got to the floor, my legs were trembling badly with my panties soaked and sticking wetly to my vagina.

I needed that Vitamin D as soon as possible.

He swiped his card and opened the door.

I stepped in.

We hadn't even gotten past the door when Damien reached for me.

His hands pushed against the small of my back, fiercely propelling me forward.

His control broke totally the second the door was safely closed behind us.

He shoved me against it.

His hot mouth slammed down on mine in hunger.

I kissed him back.

I tugged at his shirt, needing to be skin against skin wherever possible.

"Slow down"

I came up for air between the kiss, even while my own fingers clamped tighter around him.

"I've waited too long for this."

"You just met an hour ago," I growled through the kisses.

I was laughing as he groaned.

"And it takes longer."

His lips teased my nipples and caressed my breasts till I was a moaning mess.

He caught my nipples between his teeth and tugged fiercely.

"Damien," I gasped.

"You're mine tonight."

The words tore a rawer moan from me than I had meant to make.

"Yes, sweet lord, yes."

He stepped back and his clothes were flung over me in disarray.

Then he came for me.

His hands were everywhere, all over me all at once.

He tore my blouse into ribbons alongside my skirt, abandoned with a bra torn in half.

Buttons were ripped while fabric was shredded in the action of yanking clothes away from our bodies.

The floor was strewn with what was previously clothes in an instant as I stood naked in front of him.

He towered over me with his hard body overshadowing mine.

I saw the moment his eyes began darkening all the more with desire.

His cock was hard against his jeans, pressing to be free from jail.

I wanted that cock—either to fill my mouth or dick my clenching pussy.

"Turn around," he growled.

His voice prohibited debate.

I turned with my hands against the wall, shamefully offering myself.

My bottom came to him and he low growled, moving forward.

"You don't know what you are doing to me, Selena," he growled in my ear.

"Show me," I gasped even while I was there trembling with expectation.

And he did.

He proved it with a brutal, savage thrust that drew a cry from my lips.

He pinned me on the door, thrusting hard as the intensity of his pressure squeezed air from my lungs.

"Fuck!" I cried, scratching the wall with my nails.

"Too much?" His voice was strained but held concern when he asked.

It was as if he was trying to keep it together through sheer effort.

"No," I ground out.

My voice was breaking.

"Don't stop. Please."

He rammed into me repeatedly, harder and harder with speed.

His hips crashed against my ass with a sound like the clapping of thunder.

Every drive piled wave upon wave of sensation up my back.

My cries were echoing off the plastered walls that I was sure wasn't sound proof.

His fists gripped my hips, pushing me back onto his thick cock repeatedly, forcing me to take him in.

"Damien, oh God, yes"

I was crying out, starving and pleading.

"All of it," he growled.

He kept bucking deeper with harsh gasps.

"Take it all. Take all of it."

My body was compelled to obey, clenching around him.

Every thrust launched me higher, until my knees trembled badly.

The intense strokes left my mouth agape, drooling with delight.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head when he pressed me harder.

I nearly collapsed.

He noticed and held me tighter, his hand reaching out to brutally rub my clit.

I screamed as I climaxed.

My orgasm went through me with my juicy pussy clamping hard around his long, hard and filling cock.

"Good girl," he growled into my ear. "Come on me. Suck me dry."

His control broke and my body instantly became his.

He jerked wildly, slamming hard towards his own orgasm.

"MINE," he grunted heavily before thrusting once more.

I felt him thrust deep within me before he erupted into my tunnel.

He emptied everything in me with his moans buried in the nape of my neck.

"All of it still inside you," he whispered in a voice thick with satiation.

I melted to jelly as he pulled me back against him on the bed.

We crashed back, sweaty, hot and breathing heavily.

My pussy was still sore around the hugeness of him deep inside.

He caressed my hair gently with his chest heaving roughly.

"Selena," he murmured softly.

I screwed my eyes tight, a smile spreading over my face.

"That was wild."

"You don't know," he growled.

His voice did not sound like his own at this point in time.

I heard something remotely evil creeping around the edges.

I turned to look at him.

He smirked as his hands raised one of my legs and he slipped into me.

I moaned softly.

Oh, this man would fuck me again and leave me crippled.

I just knew.