Chapter 31

Clara

My first day at work was an experience. I'd already made enemies before even setting foot in the building. Aside from that, it was pretty productive, and I was glad to get my mind off what happened between Damon and me last night. When Luca walked through the door, I knew Damon wasn't far behind. They were probably together, so to avoid seeming affected by what we'd done, I did something stupid. I knew it could kill him, but I just wanted to remind him of where we stood.

I was driven back to the mansion as soon as I finished work. I slipped through the door as quietly as possible and grimaced when the maids and staff greeted me. I just nodded and hurried to my room, shutting and locking the door before letting out a deep sigh.

“That was close,” I murmured.

“Just as close as I was to dying today because of you,” Damon’s voice suddenly boomed behind me. I shrieked, whirling around to find him standing there. I backed up until my back hit the door, staring at him wide-eyed.

“I got your little present, wife,” he murmured, moving closer until his body pressed against mine. I gasped as he blew on the mark on my neck.

“…I just wanted… I wanted to remind you of our relationship,” I muttered hurriedly, and he paused.

“Hmm, and what kind of relationship do we share?” he questioned, and I sighed.

“We don’t like each other. You’re doing this to gain something, and I’m doing the same. What we did last night was strictly for pleasure and to bear an heir for you,” I murmured, noticing his body tense.

“Are you trying to remind me? Or yourself?” he asked, and I pursed my lips.

“Myself. I have to admit I got carried away this morning and thought maybe we could… but I understand that wasn’t part of the deal, so I had to remind myself,” I said truthfully, and he seemed surprised.

“Have you reminded yourself now?” he asked, and I nodded.

“I won’t cross my boundary again,” I murmured, and he hummed.

“Good, because I want to f*** you, Clara. I want to punish you by making you beg for mercy as I thrust deep inside you,” he muttered. A shiver ran down my spine, and I moaned involuntarily as he grabbed my ass.

“Damon…”

“I’m not asking for your permission. Remember our deal? I said I could f*** you anytime, anywhere,” he murmured, his lips close to mine. Before I could speak, he slammed his lips onto mine.

He pulled away from the door and slowly pushed me toward the bed, his lips still on mine. I gasped as I fell back onto the bed, and I wasn’t even given time to breathe before his lips were on mine again. Before I knew it, I was naked beneath him.

“Damon,” I moaned his name, and he growled.

“Don’t tell me to stop because I can’t,” he muttered. I pulled away slightly to see his face.

“I was never going to stop you,” I murmured, lifting myself slightly and pressing my lips against his while unbuttoning his shirt. I just wanted his skin on mine; I just wanted him to touch me.

He suddenly grabbed my hand to stop me, pulling away slightly. I unintentionally let out a disappointed growl, which made me chuckle.

“Patience, little devil. I want to take my time to savor you today. I want to taste every inch of you until there’s no spot left,” he murmured, and my whole body vibrated with pleasure.

He wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to taste every inch of me. My whole body was on fire by the time he was finished, and I was shaking with pleasure. I never wanted the night to end.

“Oh f***!” I cried as he buried his head between my legs. I sunk my fingers into his hair, pushing his face firmly down and grinding against him. Goddess, it felt so good.

“So delicious, I’m kind of jealous that Liam had a taste of this. You should be mine and mine alone,” Damon muttered against my core, and pleasure coursed through my bones.

“If it makes you feel better, he never made me feel like you do,” I murmured, and he growled with satisfaction. I screamed with pleasure as he pushed three fingers inside me, fingering me at the same pace he was licking and sucking my clit. I felt like I was in heaven, and soon after, my whole body shook as I came.

He didn’t even let me savor the moment before plunging into me, and we both moaned simultaneously.

“F! So fing tight. You feel so good,” Damon moaned as his thrusts became rougher and faster.

I came soon after, and Damon’s thrusts slowed, but that didn’t stop or hinder his pace.

“Damon!” I moaned his name as I came again, and he groaned before quickly burying his head in my neck, marking the other side as he came inside me.

We both stayed in that position for a while, letting the pleasure wash over us as we listened to our harsh breathing.

After a while, Damon pulled out and lay next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer.

“How was work? Did you make friends?” he asked out of nowhere, and I panicked. That was such a husbandly question. The fact that we were married was starting to heavily dawn on me.

“Yes, and enemies—apparently every girl wants you. I mostly made friends with the guys, though,” I murmured, noticing his hold on me tighten.

“Hmmm, what are their names?” he asked softly.

“Jason and Job. They’re twins,” I murmured, and he growled slightly.

“Sleep. If I wake up to an empty space tomorrow morning, I’ll f*** you in your workplace,” he muttered, and a shiver ran down my spine.

Why did that excite me? Goddess, I’m f***ed…

(The final section of the original text seems unrelated to Clara's chapter and needs to be in its own separate chapter or section.)