Chapter 63

Emmaline

As expected, Zion came up with a nearly impossible yet gruesome task to punish me for not recognizing him. My interrogation dented his ego and I ended up losing my credibility to him. But these men love to toy with me so the Almighty decided to give me a second chance if I succeed in accomplishing his task.

"I need to make sure you won't back off and for that, you need you to pass a single test."

I knew this was coming and, also that his test would nowhere be simple. Still, I maintained my calm and nodded.

"I am willing to do anything which would lead to Xander's destruction. So, speak."

Zion smirked at my composed posture and nestled his hand in the pocket of his pants before dropping the bomb on me.

"Earn Damien's trust."

Frankly speaking, that wasn't too difficult for me because when I was about to move in with Damien, I had already planned to make him fall so hard for me that he wouldn't dare to deny me any wish. But things took a devastating turn. Damien flipped the tables and I ended up making a fool of out of myself.

So, this time winning his trust would be an arduous task. Damien reads me like an open book. Secondly, we are bonded so I can't even hide my thoughts from him. And the third option makes me sick to my stomach.

'Seduce him, Arghh!'

The thought itself makes me want to puke my guts out. Damien would find out if I abruptly changed myself into his loving and caring housewife. What I did today in the dining room has already turned me into a nervous wreck. Before returning to my room, I had smelt the whiff of suspicion from Ryan and I am sure Damien also had the same thoughts.

But I had promised Zion, he is my last hope. I can't give up on him.

The knock on the door almost gave him a heart attack but what send my heart into overdrive was the smell of his rich cologne. My nightmare is here.

Suddenly my gaze dropped to my clothes. The realization that I was only in a skimpy nightgown froze my blood faster than the frostbite. I was exhausted and lazy so after showering, I simply threw whatever came in my hand on myself and thus, I was out of excuses if Damien shoots any questions at me regarding my decency.

The floorboards creaked as he approached me like a predator silently and stealthily. I fisted my gown in apprehension, not daring to turn around and confront the man who always rob me of my breath.

"Princess"

His deep voice thick with an accent perched on my shivering figure like a harbinger of death. My throat turned parched and the cold air colliding with the iron bars on the window swept through my face turning my lips blue.

I almost flinched when his hands snaked around my waist and the next moment, he pressed his sturdy body onto mine. My lungs forgot the basic function of inhaling and exhaling as I stood paralyzed in his hold while on the contrary, Damien seemed delighted.

"I missed you, a lot." He rumbled and buried his face in my neck, taking a long whiff of my shampooed hair that ran a chill down my spine.

His presence troubles me, his touch confuses me, and his soft, or should I say his fake soft side does something to my heart.

I don't want anything to do with the man who breaks my walls and evokes the weakest side of me that craves his love. I have no right to complain as he was my mate but I CAN'T FUCKING ACCEPT THIS MONSTER TOO.

Damien snickered at my rigid figure. He dropped his hand to my side before sensually caressing my right arm. Sparks erupted as every cell of my body buzzed with exhilaration. My eyes fluttered as he slowly intertwined our fingers before bringing up his arm and locking it around my waist.

"Speak Princess, you can't escape anymore. The full moon is in four days and by then your hormones would turn out of control. You are in heat and the painful wait will intensify your hunger for me to the point that you will literally beg me to shag the living daylights out of you." He mocked me.

Fury and abhorrence surged through my veins at breakneck speed hearing his crude words. But still, I kept silent and for that, I need someone to pat my back. The reason was that I had ruined multiple things in a day just because of letting my mouth run loose.

My shoulders turned weak realizing I won't win. I won't be able to deceive Damien and neither would be able to win Zion's trust, my only hope. My lips tugged downwards as I could see the chains of failure hanging over my head.

'Speak Emma, don't just stand there and give him a reason to doubt you.'

That voice.

My eyes turned to the size of sockets.

Reina talked to me. My wolf talked to me.

My eyes swelled and I bit my cheeks to prevent myself from bursting down in heavy sobs.

'I can't believe, you-'

Reina cut me off rudely, 'Don't waste time, Emma. Damien will get suspicious. Don't give in easily and fight.'

Her words put my confused mind in the right shape. But the agonizing silence flipped the entire situation against me. It was because while I was busy chitchatting with my long-lost friend, the maniac behind me took my silence as an offense.

The air was knocked out of my breath when I was suddenly swirled around and slammed on the wall. Breathing hard, I opened my eyes only to see Damien towering over me like a varmint while boring a feral look on his face.

"Fucking speak to me or else I will have my way with you. Because just like you, I am burning Princess." He suddenly blared making me jump but his words left me puzzled.

"What do you mean?" I mumbled in a hushed whisper but my eyes widened when he suddenly slammed his right palm above my head and grabbed my left cheek roughly with his other hand.

"I know you didn't choose to wear this dress purposely but it is only turning me hard, Princess. My clothes are straining my beast that just wanted to kiss and lick the spots that have never been touched. The way you stare at me innocently with a small frown on your brows," he rasped and gently rubbed his thumb between my brows, "I want the same look when I will sheath my hard-on deep inside your virgin walls."

I stared at him aghast.

"Shut up."

I instantly covered his mouth with my palm, stopping him from spewing his perverted thought but he roughly tore it away before pining my hand above my head.

"NO, ALL RIGHT!!"

Damien sneered in a dark menace making my heart sink to the pit of my stomach.

"You're only eighteen but I am fucking twenty-five Emmaline. I have been aching for years, searching for my mate only to get you, my enemy's daughter. And on top of it, your pure heart is too fragile for a beast like me. But I can't hold on anymore. I want you, now."

He hissed like a wounded animal and before I could understand, his lips shut me up.

"Mmmpff"

The kiss was brutal. Licking, biting, and sucking my mouth to his heart's content, Damien then started trailing kisses all over my jawline before piercing his fangs in the throbbing vein on my neck.

"Damien, stop" screeching, I rained down punches on his chest with my free hand but it all felt like a soft caress to him as the monster didn't budge.

When he had enough of me, he grabbed my hand and pinioned both of my hands over my head with his one hand while with his other hand, he fisted the front of my nightwear.

My breath hitched.

"Damien stop this. I am warning you. You won't like the consequences" I tried sounding tough but my fear beat me to it because my voice came out shaky.

Damien let out a sly smile. Inching closer to my face, he breathed near my lips.

"I would love to bear your punishment " growling, he tore my gown from the front.

A loud tearing sound ripped through the air as that skimpy cloth was now dangling near my waist but what left me shudder was my bare front.

'I wasn't wearing a bra'

Damien gazed at my perked nipples, yearning for his attention.

His eyes turn dark. Hunger and lust were prominent in his metallic shards.

‘No, what the hell is wrong with me? Instead of protecting myself, I am busy gauging his expression.’

"STOP STARING!!"

Screaming in panic, I forced my body to turn around and struggled to free my hands.

My resistance only fuelled his anger. Damien roughly pulled me to my original spot and before I could object, he groped my left bosom in his callous palm.

"You can't run away from me. I am your fucking husband now!!"

He tried to put sense in me thinking that I was defying him because I was afraid. When the truth was completely the opposite, I was fearing for giving in to him.

Goosebumps laced my skin as he flicked my left nip with his thumb before pulling it with his index finger and thumb. Wincing out loud, I tried to squat, twisted and turned myself to and fro, something which could help me escape.

Peeved, Damien crouched and a soundless gasp slipped my lips when he stuffed my soft lump in his mouth.

"NO!!!"

I screamed my lungs out but he started feasting on it like a caveman. Heat rushed to my face as he purposely made loud noises. I pressed myself on the wall feeling his tongue circling my sensitive bud before he enclosed his lips around it.

"O-Oh my G-God,"

Crooked voices were the only sounds reverberating in the room that was draped with darkness. His ministrations enervated me and I went limp in his hold. My hands dropped sideways lifelessly. I tried fighting but Damien was right, my hormones were raging and all I desired at the moment was to get rid of this dress and bask in his warmth.

Damien quickly grabbed me and hold me tightly. Detaching his mouth, he lifted his head and burned his lips on mine. I fought hard but ended up surrendering as I responded to his kiss with equal passion.

We both kissed like horny teenagers. Damien glided his hands further down and groped my rear before giving it a rough squeeze. I jolted when he massaged my butt cheeks and then lifted me in the air. I immediately hooked my legs around his waist to prevent myself from falling.

Our tongues crashed against each other like two wild waves while our lips molded perfectly over each other and our mouths worked in unison. Damien carried me to the bed and dropped me on the mattress with a slight bump.

I circled my hands around his neck as he lowered his head and snuggled into the crook of my neck, we both breathing heavily.

"You're so fucking perfect Princess. All mine." His minty breath fanned my skin as he lowered his hand from my back to my side before stopping at my waist.

I moaned out loud when his fingers caressed my belly but when he dipped his thumb into my navel, I couldn't help and chuckle.

Damien instantly looked up and shot me a smirk, "You're ticklish, Princess."

He said and pecked my chin. I nodded shyly.

"Yeah, so don't touch me here." Mumbling, I tried removing his hand when he suddenly gripped my left thigh, startling me.

"What about here?"

His words left me flustered. I didn't say anything and maintained my eye contact. Damien smirked when I didn't look away so to tease me, he lowered his head and stopped near my right bosom.

"And here?" He said before drawing out his tongue and giving a long lick on my pebbled nipple. An electrifying sensation ran through my body when he pulled it with his teeth.

"These melons are so squishy and plump. Don't you dare stop me from touching them."

My mouth turned in an 'o' shape when suddenly stuffed my bosoms, taking in as much he could in his mouth.

"S-Stop, ahh- Damien, no!!"

Random words left my mouth when he started rubbing his palm on my inner thigh and I didn't even realize when I parted my legs on my own volition.

Things really went out of my control.

My body yearned to be played by him. Every pore of my skin begged to be touched by him.

"Your heart, your soul, your tits, your pussy, everything belongs to me." His voice came out as muffled as he was busy devouring my bosoms. I nodded as I was completely drowned in lust.

All I knew was that I have to submit myself to him. Moaning with closed eyes, biting my lips, and squirming in his hold like a dying fish with no intentions of getting saved. I wanted him to ruin me.

My eyes shot open when Damien suddenly cupped my sex and gave it a rough squeeze. Whimpering, I clutched his biceps in anticipation, not apprehension. Note the irony.

Damien grunted in contentment and started rubbing his palms on my nether region swiftly and vigorously. I dig my nails into his biceps and threw my head into the cushion. It felt divine.

Oh, and I don't want him to stop. Not before he tears me apart.

End of Emmaline's P.O.V.

Damien smirked watching his wife who was moaning like a wanton. Lying naked, completely at his mercy and, her erotic expression made blood rush through his groin.

The junior hidden beneath his slacks become painfully erect as her hold on his taut muscles tightened. Her breasts bouncing as her body shake in pleasure, her snow-white complexion glistening with sweat that resembled crystals, her quivering lips crying his name and her eyes closed not having the courage to look at him was the most exquisite sight he had ever witnessed in his lifetime.

Biting his lips, Damien continued rubbing her clothed pussy with his large palm until her juices started to leak out. He dropped her fiery orbs down to her soaked panties and then shifted his eyes back to her only to see her breathing heavily.

The carnal pleasure had blindsided them. There was no returning until their souls unite in this blissful night.

"Today I will make you mine, Princess. There's no escape from me."

Damien ground his teeth, the wait turned excruciating for the Alpha. Hooking his claw in her lacy panties, he gave it a harsh tug and shredded it into pieces.

His irises glowed red when he took in her perfectly shaved yet glistening pussy. Placing his palms on the mattress to cage the panting beauty, Damien leaned down and took a long whiff of her arousal like an animal. Emmaline quivered in response.

Damien licked his lips. His veins pooled with lust while the beast inside him howled to fuck her hard and fast.

Emmaline trembled when he traced his index finger over her vertical folds slowly, collecting some honey on his fingertip before plunging it into his mouth.

Damien sucked it with his eyes closed while his other hand was on her right bosom, squeezing and massaging it.

'So, fucking sweet,’ Scar grunted in his mind.

"Today there won't be any hurdles. No shyness, no rivalry, nothing can stop me tonight from claiming what's mine." Grinning, he sat on his knees while eyeing his wife's naked figure that was writhing on the bed.

"Tonight, I will ruin you," Damien spoke in a dark tone, his lips twitching in a menacing smirk as he unbuttoned his jeans. He hurriedly started stripping himself but a low sneer halted his actions.

"Just the way you ruined my life?"

His eyes widened as he froze on the spot.

What just happened?

Damien looked at Emmaline but flinched hard realizing that her golden specs were already trained on him.

This was completely unexpected.

Even Emmaline was taken aback by her fierce tone because she wasn't the one who stopped her mate.

It was Reina.