Forbidden

I was sitting in my room reading a book when Damon burst into the room. “Anna informed me that you didn’t eat dinner; why?” He asked, his tone filled with irritation.

I shrugged. “I’m not hungry,” I said without looking in his direction.

“Why the fuck not?” The anger in Damon’s voice was evident as he clenched his teeth together, holding back how angry he was.

“Because I’m not.” I still didn’t look at him. Damon was the last person I wanted to see right now.

He groaned loudly. “Stop being a fucking child; you need to eat.” He snapped.

I looked up, meeting his gaze and glared daggers at him, then threw my book at him, but of course, he caught it.

He raised an eyebrow. “Really? Throwing shit at me now? You are a fucking child.” He tossed the book down on the floor.

I got off the bed and stood to my feet. Then, looking down at the nightstand and I grabbed the lamp. I knew I was acting slightly childish, but at this moment, I was so furious with Damon that I just didn’t care.

He narrowed his eyes at me in warning. “Don’t you fucking dare, Amelia.”

I ripped it out from the wall and was about to throw it at him when suddenly he was in front of me. Damon grabbed the lamp from me and threw it across the room, shattering it to pieces. He stood there, chest heaving, nostrils flared, and jaw so tense, I thought it would break.

I narrowed my eyes. “Now, who’s the child, Damon,” I said, emphasizing his name.

His lip twitched, and then he did something I honestly didn’t expect. Damon cupped my face with his hands before smashing his lips with mine and devouring my mouth. I was in complete shock, unable to move or react. Why the hell is he kissing me?

I didn’t react at first, due to the surprise. But then something happened that I had never experienced before. Sparks started to flow through me, and I gave in, wrapping my arms around him securely and kissing him back. My skin felt like it was on fire, yet tingly; it was the oddest sensation. Everything felt right suddenly, Damon felt right, and I wanted him.

The way his mouth and tongue moved against mine was so alluring and skilled. This man had me in the palm of his hand at this moment. I had never had a man kiss me this way with such passion and desire.

I wrapped my legs around his torso, and he gripped my ass, firmly holding me up. Damon didn’t waste any time as he walked over to the bed and threw me down on the mattress. His hands and mouth were all over my body, feeling and tasting every inch of me hungrily, savagely. A moan escaped my lips, and his chest vibrated as a growl emanated from him.

He captured my lips again with his, then started to plant soft kisses down my neck, trailing to my collarbone. His one hand gently caressed my breast, while the other was tightly gripping my hip; he slowly moved down, continuing to kiss my skin.

Damon gripped the ends of my shirt and lifted it over my head, revealing a pink lacy bra. He stopped and examined the material. The bra had come from Ruth, and this was the only thing she had that fit me.

His eyes focused on mine. “Who have you worn this for?” He asked through slightly gritted teeth.

I rolled my eyes at his jealous demeanour. “Shut up and kiss me.” I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. He hesitated for a second and tried to pull back, obviously not liking my answer, but he almost instantly gave in and kissed me back.

I released his neck and reached back to unhook my bra, freeing my aching breasts. I felt self-conscious about revealing so much to Damon, but I also felt safe doing it. He stared down at my half-naked form, drinking in the sight of my exposed flesh, then an approving growl slipped from his lips before he devoured my left breast with his mouth.

gently but with a small amount of pressure, creating just the right amount of pleasure and pain. I began to squirm as the pleasure built between my

I moaned out as I gripped

rubbing my stomach, then slipped under my shorts and went straight to my wet, throbbing pussy. His

to release a loud moan. Then, he began pumping them in and out, slow and deep, as he continued sucking my breast with his

with each thrust of his fingers. My orgasm was at its peak now and ready to be released. Damon’s fingers curled inside of me, hitting that magical spot, and I screamed

up my chest and to my lips. Damon kissed me hard before lifting himself off

his fingers in his mouth and

then winked at me and left the room. Only to leave me lying

thinking about it, the way he made me feel, the way he kissed me, the way he touched me. I

do some more reading; this time, I chose a book on Greek mythology.

Damon POV:

my hardest to calm the urge to go back in there and claim Amelia as mine, sinking my cock deep inside her.

too soon, and I woke up with the most painful erection as she consumed my dreams. I walked over to the adjoining door and pressed my palm against the cool wooden door, wanting more than anything to walk in there and make her scream my name again,

the shower, then threw on some clothes and opened my door, but I froze before entering the hallway. I saw Amelia, with her head peeking out of her door, frantically looking around. “Hmm, it seems as though

werewolf law so that I could be with her was something I was thoroughly considering every waking minute. But, unfortunately, my father enacted the law when he became Alpha, and since then, the rule has been heavily enforced. But what if I

members here seemed to be warming up to

everyone that she was here for observation purposes to see if she was a hunter and if

to catch up on business when Luca barged in and flopped into one of

Luca and have a seat.”

“Thanks, man, will

do you want?”

tapped his chin with his index finger. “Well, Alpha, how did things go last night?” He questioned with a knowing smirk.

at him. “None of your business.” My wolf flashed before my eyes,

house; I didn’t enjoy that as

from my mouth as my wolf was becoming infuriated with him now. “Luca, I’m….” Before I could finish my sentence, one of my warriors at the border

our seats and made our way out of

Amelia POV:

reading, only to be woken up by Trevor barging into my bedroom.

lazy girl!” He shouted at

grunted at his enthusiastic and hyper demeanour. “How are you always so cheerful?” I asked with an annoyed

get to see you, and I get to annoy you.” He

at him and buried myself back in the bed, trying to ignore him,

you want, Trevor?” My

me almost violently. “Well, tonight, one of the clubs in the city is having their annual glitter party,