HUNTED

{ And in the middle of my chaos, there was you – Unknown }

[ Authors Note: Music Recommendation: Call Out My Name by The Weeknd (if you want!) I will leave an AN when to play it from ;) ]

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Damon licked her partial mark before saying softly, "This might hurt, baby." 

Aila watched as his canines extended out again, and he brought his face down to her skin. The sharp ends pierced through her delicate skin, immediately drawing blood, and she gasped from an intoxicating pleasurable pain. Her head went back as she heard Damon's growl rumble through his chest and onto hers, making her body that much more aware of him.

Aila's eyes glowed as she felt a rush of euphoria spread through her, making her feel as light as a feather, drifting away. The canopy above them almost seemed to glow, like tiny sparkling dots emerging before her. But all too soon, she found herself coming back down from the high she had been feeling and arched her brows as she did so. The pain of the bite was outweighing the pleasure now, and she couldn't help but try to breathe through it.

Then she suddenly found herself gasping before moaning as a wave of pleasure shuddered through her; Damon was using his thumb on her clit and rubbing in slow circular motions. Her core dampened against the head of his cock, and she moved her hips slightly to feel the smoothness of his shaft, even just a little. But it was also teasing her, making her tremble and clutch for more.

She inhaled sharply and looked back at him as a tear fell from the outer corner of her eye. His eyes never left hers, as their orbs glowed brilliantly, his lips caressing her skin while his teeth were deep in her.

[AN: Music Recommendation: Call Out My Name by The Weeknd ]

He then interlaced their fingers by the sides of her head and withdrew himself slowly. She hissed at the final sting of pain and glanced down at where her mark was. But before she could see it, Damon's growl snapped her attention away from her collarbone and to his devilishly handsome face. His silver orbs swirled beautifully, capturing her in place, and making her melt all that much more for him.

His eyes were dark and intense as her crystal blue eyes locked with his. She could see her reflection in silver orbs, her own face full of wonder as though she was seeing him for the first time in a new light; it was still her Damon, but something seemed to click into place even more, yet, her teeth were aching as though they were not quite finished. But when she refocused on his features and not the depths of his eyes, she could see the same wonder on his own face.

Damon squeezed her fingers gently as he leaned his hips forwards, his eyes still on hers. Aila nodded at him, feeling the rush of excitement fill her along with desire. It had been a month of torture; even his punishments weren't enough. She wanted him inside of her, so they could be one.

Aila felt the head of his cock move excruciatingly slowly into her moist opening. She bit her lip, her eyes pleading him to just thrust into her. She buckled her hips a bit, but he stilled his hips as amusement flickered across his eyes. Was he seriously teasing her right now!? She thought he would be just as horny, if not hornier than her!

"Oh baby," he chuckled, "I don't want to ruin you," He bit out. Aila felt herself chuckling through a moan until she gasped. His cock was stretching her so much; he gritted his teeth and let out a deep guttural moan as her womb swallowed him hungrily. "Fuck, Aila. You're so tight."

IT FELT AMAZING! Of course, it would. It was Damon; she loved him with her every fibre of her being. With desire and pleasure, there was also the warmth and love between them.

Damon's length was filling her up completely; she couldn't believe how overwhelmingly full she felt. Her eyes widened as they stayed glued to his; her breathing became heavy again as he finally wholly entered. She squeezed his fingers, and his hips began to thrust into her, slow and deep as he grinded against her, allowing her to get used to his size. She wrapped her legs around his hips as a soft moan left her, "Damon."

Calling out his name made his fingers tighten around hers and push her hands more into the bed. He brought his forehead to hers as each thrust became harder and quicker, sending pulses of pleasure zipping through her, intensifying by the minute. Their bodies were becoming one with each other, intertwined in heated passion. 

If Aila thought her body was scorching before, it wasn't anything in comparison to now. She felt herself becoming lightheaded from the soft moans leaving her lips, mixing with the sounds of his ragged panting.

Aila slipped her hand from his and tangled her fingers into his hair; a low growl escaped his lips when she gripped on slightly. Damon mashed his lips onto hers, and she felt all his hunger and desire as his teeth nipped onto her bottom lip, then letting his tongue lick it softly. Aila knew her lips were swollen and bruised from that alone, but she did not care. All she cared about was what was happening right then and there.

Thankfully there were no more mind-links to interrupt them. But the pair knew the pack was aware of what they were up to; the sounds of their lovemaking was not quiet. There was also the fact that when an Alpha and Luna officially mate and have marked each other, the pack will feel a sense of wholeness. But Aila didn't care about any of them right then, she had tunnel vision for one thing only, and that was Damon as he sent her body into an overload of pleasure.