LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

Serena had no idea why she was up and waiting for Damon, he was an asshole and had shown that to her so many times so why was she worried that he wasn’t back from wherever he had gone. By the time she had gotten out of the kitchen after cooking he was gone, she was not expecting that he would tell her where he was going, they had only been married a week.

She lay in bed reading a book when she heard the click of the door and then shuffling of feet before the door to the bedroom burst open, Damon stood there staring at her with murderous intent and suddenly she knew how afraid of the man she was. He looked like he was about to snap her neck, although for the life of her she had no idea what she had done wrong.

“You are back” she said eyeing him.

By now Serena had gotten up from the bed and staring at him from across it. He did not respond to her questions but instead began drawing close to where she stood. Serena began backing away from him, glancing at the door, there was no way she was going to get there on time even if she decided to make a run for it and so she continued backing away till her back touched the wall.

Damon stopped in front of her glaring and then his hand snaked out and grabbed her by the throat.

“What are you doing?” Serena gasped clawing at the hand at her throat.

“YOU!” He growled his hand tightening around her neck.

“You are hurting me, Damon.” She said, her eyes showing the fear she felt.

Damon’s eyes cleared immediately, he snatched his hands from her throat like it burned and grabbed her, crushing her to his chest.

“I’m sorry, I did not mean to hurt you.” He said softly, touching her hair and running his hand up and down her back.

Serena did not speak, there was something wrong with this man, he blew hot and cold almost at once, it was hard to keep up.

“Say something, Serena.” He murmured into her hair

“It’s alright, Damon. I’m not hurt, I’m okay.” Serena answered pulling away from him.

He watched her walk to the bathroom and hit his hand on his head repeatedly. What did he think he was doing, trying to strangle her, it wasn’t her fault he could not get his dick up without thinking of her.

He wanted her with an intensity that was gut wrenching and he was going to have her, she was his wife and by the time he was done seducing her, she is going to be in therapy. Damon smiled at the thoughts of things he would like to do to Serena starting with following her to the bathroom and ripping that sorry excuse of a night gown away from her body.

His meeting with Judith had gone haywire when she could not get him erect and believe me when I say she had tried all the skills in her book, he had also done the things he liked thinking it was going to help but it didn’t. Sometime while he was midway fingering her, he had stopped and thought about Serena in that position with his fingers deep inside her and he had smiled.

He was disgusted at how even now his body was responding to the sound of running water he was sure was going through her breasts at this very moment. What was she going to do if he walked in naked on her? She would scream and then try valiantly to cover up her body, he smiled again at the thought.

He was being a monumental asshole and a jerk of the highest order, first he had strangled her and now he was thinking of walking in on her while she was trying to have a bath.

Damon scoffed, flipping the buttons of his shirt, he had never had issues getting women and all those who entered an agreement with him had always been properly taken care of and let off when he eventually grew tired of them. Judith had been his latest paramour until his father had called for a wedding to settle a debt his former friend owed him and now he was stuck with a woman that was turning him into a mumbling fool just by the movement of her hips.

He was a billionaire’s son and he took what he wanted, anytime he wanted.

Damon divested himself of his pants and walked naked in the direction of the bathroom, he was going to rid himself of this disease once and for all.

The door came open just as he was in front of it and Serena’s green eyes registered confusion and then surprise before her cheeks turned flaming red and she shut her eyes. He laughed at her reactions to his nakedness and this caused her to open her eyes in curiosity.

“What are you doing? Why are you naked?”

“Wife…let’s take a bath together.” Damon said smiling wickedly.

“This was not the agreement and I have already taken a bath, what is wrong with you tonight.” Serena asked trying to get away from the muscular body framed in the doorway, she was having no success at this and she was trying so hard not to stare at his… it was huge!

“You are wrong with me…” she heard Damon say quietly and her eyes flew up to his face, she stared at him trying to gauge his reaction. He was looking at her with an intensity that made her stomach churn, like she was the only thing in the room worth looking at.

“I need to get you out of my system, you are ruining me.” He said again this time backing her back into the bathroom.

“I don.. don’t understand.” Serena stammered, clutching at the towel around her.

“You will soon.” He smiled revealing dimpled cheek and white teeth.

With her back against the bathroom door, Serena had nowhere to go, not that she even wanted to go anywhere.

He touched her face, trailing one hand against her cheek. Her eyes closed voluntarily as she savored the heat his touch left in their wake. He had a way of inducing fear in her and then reducing her to mush in the space of seconds, it was terrifying and thrilling.

“Your lips taste like strawberries.” He murmured, his breath tickling her nose.

Serena opened her eyes and saw there were face to face and he was staring at her mouth with hard concentration. Her lips parted of their own accord and her tongue snaked out to lick her by now dry lips and that was her mistake.

His eyes darkened and reduced to slits

“Naughty girl” he growled and crushed his mouth to hers, Serena’s breath escaped her lungs in a rush as she clung to him, her hand coming up to his neck. She pressed her hips against his, rubbing against his already hard erection.

Damon groaned and tugged at the towel, tearing it away to reveal naked body. He stepped back and looked at her which made Serena feel self conscious. She tried covering her body but he grabbed her hands midway and held them.

His hand came up to her breasts and began caressing her already pointed nipples.

“Beautiful, Mi casa” he muttered weighing them.

Serena moaned audibly as he slid his fingers across her nipple hardening them to stone, she wondered if she could get any harder. Her thighs were already sticking with wetness and she parted her legs slightly. This movement caught Damon’s eyes, he drew her closer and slid his hands between her thighs coming in contact with her already wet core.

“Damon” Serena gasped as his fingers slid around her clit, rubbing it back and forth.

“You say my name so beautifully, Serena.” He said softly and then located her opening with his fingers.

Serena recoiled against the sharp pain she felt where his fingers probed.

Damon’s eyes flew to her face in realization, she was virgin!

God dammit! He was in heat for a God damn virgin.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He snatched his hand for the second time that night away from her body and stared at her in incredulous wonder.

Serena knew what had happened but could not look at him, she was a twenty five years old Virgin and he was turned off.

Damon sighed dramatically and picked up the towel lying discarded on the ground, he wrapped it around her shoulders while she continued looking away from him and then because he knew that nothing could lighten up the situation they were in, he walked out of the bathroom and all but ran out of the bedroom, his erection indicating that he needed a release.

Serena stood in the bathroom for a while shaking, she had let him do it again… use her! And all because of what? She felt an attraction to him that she had never felt in all her years of existence, it was like burning lava.

She walked out of the bathroom and clothed herself before slipping into bed, he did not join her that night and it was all the better because she wasn’t sure he would appreciate her crying while he tried to sleep.