Chapter 104: Chapter 103: Damien’s wrath
His eyes turned completely gold....not the mix of gray and gold that meant Kane was close, but pure, molten gold that meant the wolf had taken full control. The magical restraints flickered, wavered, and then shattered like glass as Damian broke through her power through sheer force of will.
Eve felt the exact moment he broke free, felt her control dissolve, and had exactly five seconds to process what was about to happen.
Fuck. I’m screwed.
Then Damian’s hands were on her waist, gripping with bruising force, and Eve knew she’d pushed him too far.
"You wanted to play games, Eve?" Damian’s voice was different now.....layered with Kane’s growl, resonating with alpha dominance that made her entire body shiver. "Now let’s play the game of Damian fucks you and you take every damn inch of my dick deep into your pussy while screaming my name."
He didn’t wait for her response. Didn’t give her time to prepare.
He stood, still buried inside her, and slammed her back down onto the desk. Papers scattered, a lamp crashed to the floor, but Damian didn’t care. He pulled almost completely out....just the tip remaining.....and then slammed back in with devastating force.
Eve screamed. The angle was different, deeper, and he was no longer holding back. No longer being careful. This was punishment, pure and simple.
"You wanted control?" Damian snarled, pulling out and slamming back in even harder. "You wanted to tease me? Edge me? Make me beg?"
Another brutal thrust that made Eve’s vision white out.
"Now you get to see what happens when you push an alpha past his limits," Damian continued, his pace becoming relentless. "When you tease your mate until he breaks. When you forget that underneath the control, underneath the tactics and strategy.....I’m still a fucking wolf."
He fucked her with animalistic intensity, each thrust driving her up the desk, each withdrawal leaving her empty just long enough to make her desperate for the next invasion. The desk creaked under the assault, the wood actually cracking from the force of his movements.
"Damian," Eve sobbed, pleasure and pain mixing until she couldn’t tell them apart. "Please, I’m sorry, I won’t...."
"Won’t what?" He gripped her hips, angling her differently so he could go even deeper. "Won’t tease me again? Won’t play games? Won’t use your power to tie me up and torment me?"
Eve tried to answer, but he thrust particularly hard and the words dissolved into a scream.
"That’s what I thought," Damian said with dark satisfaction. He flipped her over onto her stomach, yanked her hips up until she was bent over the desk, and slammed back into her from behind.
This angle was even deeper. Eve felt him hit her cervix, felt the slight pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure, felt her body stretching to accommodate him.
"Count," Damian commanded. "I’m going to make you come five times. Once for every minute you tortured me with that perfect fucking mouth. And you’re going to count each one. Understand?"
"Yes," Eve gasped, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the smooth desk surface.
"Yes what?" His hand came down on her ass.....a sharp slap that made her clench around him.
"Yes, Alpha," Eve corrected, the title torn from her throat.
"Good girl." Another slap, this one harder. "Now let’s begin."
He fucked her brutally, his hand reaching around to find her clit and work it with merciless precision. The combination of his cock pounding into her and his fingers on her most sensitive spot pushed Eve toward orgasm embarrassingly fast.
"One," she sobbed as the first climax crashed through her. "Oh god, one....."
Damian didn’t slow. Didn’t give her time to recover. He just kept fucking her through it, kept working her clit, kept driving her higher even as she shook and cried from oversensitivity.
The second orgasm hit before she’d fully come down from the first. "Two!" Eve screamed. "Two, please, I need....."
"You need what I give you," Damian corrected, his voice hard and unforgiving. "And right now, I’m giving you exactly what you asked for. Remember? You wanted me to fuck you. You wanted my cock. Well, here it is, little mate. Every. Fucking. Inch."
He punctuated the words with particularly brutal thrusts that made tears stream down Eve’s face.....not from pain, but from the overwhelming intensity of sensation.
Damian pulled out suddenly, and Eve whimpered at the loss. But then he was flipping her over, folding her nearly in half, her legs pushed up toward her shoulders in a mating press that left her completely exposed and vulnerable.
"Look at me," he commanded as he thrust back in. "I want to see your face when you come. Want to watch you fall apart."
He resumed his punishing pace, and from this angle he was impossibly deep. Each thrust made Eve feel like he was rearranging her insides, claiming her from the inside out, marking her in ways that went beyond physical.
"Three," she sobbed as another orgasm tore through her. "Three, Damian, please....."
"Two more," he said, and there was no mercy in his voice. "You can take two more. You’re strong enough. Powerful enough. You wanted to be dominant? Wanted to be in control? Then prove you can handle what comes after. Prove you can take everything your alpha gives you."
Her fourth orgasm built slower, fighting through the oversensitivity and exhaustion. But Damian was relentless, his fingers on her clit never stopping, his cock hitting that spot inside her with mathematical precision.
When it finally hit, Eve nearly blacked out. "Four!" she screamed, her entire body convulsing. "Four, I can’t, I can’t do another....."
"Yes you can," Damian growled. He pulled out, and before Eve could process the loss, he was lifting her.
He carried her to the chair...the same chair where she’d tied him up.....and sat down with her in his lap. But instead of letting her ride him, he gripped her waist and lifted her up and down on his cock with pure strength, using her body like a toy, controlling every movement.
"This is what you wanted, isn’t it?" he asked, his voice rough with exertion. "To be fucked? To be used? To be reminded that no matter how powerful you get, you’re still mine?"
He bounced her faster, harder, his hands on her waist lifting and dropping her with inhuman speed. Eve could only hold onto his shoulders and take it, her body completely at his mercy now.
"Five," she finally whimpered as the last orgasm....smaller but somehow more intense.....rippled through her. "Five, please, Damian, please...."
"Please what?" He thrust up into her one more time, grinding deep. "Please stop? Please let you rest?"
"Yes," Eve sobbed. "Yes, please, I’m sorry, I won’t tease you again, I promise...."
Damian’s response was to stand again, Eve still impaled on his cock, and pin her against the wall. He fucked her there.....brutal, animalistic, both Damian and Kane alternating control in a way that made each thrust feel different.
Eve was crying now.....actual tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming intensity. Her body was wrecked, oversensitive, pushed far beyond what she thought she could handle. But Damian wasn’t done. Wouldn’t be done until he’d made his point crystal clear.
He carried her back to the desk, laid her on her side, and entered her from behind in a scissors position that let him go impossibly deep while looking at her face. One of her legs was thrown over his shoulder, the other trapped between his thighs, and the angle made every thrust feel like it was hitting her soul.
"Never forget," he growled, his hand fisting in her hair and pulling her head back, "that I let you have control earlier. Let you tie me up. Let you tease me. I could have broken free at any time, but I chose to let you have your fun."
He thrust particularly deep, making Eve cry out.
"But my patience has limits," he continued. "My tolerance for games has boundaries. And you, little mate, just crossed every single one."
He fucked her in that position for what felt like hours but was probably closer to thirty minutes. Fucked her until she was incoherent, until all she could do was moan and cry and take what he gave her.
Finally.....finally....she felt him getting close. Felt his rhythm stutter, felt his cock swell even larger inside her.
"Where do you want it?" he asked, his voice strained. "Where do you want my cum, Eve?"
"Inside," she managed to gasp. "Inside me, please, I need....."
Damian came with a roar that shook the windows, his cock pulsing as he filled her with what felt like an endless amount of cum. The energy transfer was massive.....more than she’d ever taken from him before.....and it flooded her system until she felt drunk on it.
When he finally stilled, both of them were covered in sweat and shaking. Damian carefully withdrew, and immediately cum started leaking out of her.....so much that it dripped down her thighs and onto the desk.
Eve thought....hoped.....that meant it was over. That she’d get to rest now.
But Damian’s next words destroyed that hope.
"Damon," he said, his voice still rough but carrying absolute authority. "There she is. Clean her up, then make her understand that she shouldn’t tease an alpha male. Especially ones that happen to be her mate."
