MATED TO THE VAMPIRE KING SON Chapter 68

Freda's Pov

I was a word honier than horny. I wanted Damien, my mate. I had been tempted for this long. Not anymore.

His palm on my nipples sent a shock through my body. His face and how he stared into my soul made my privates breathe. 

His nails, which I hadn't noticed to be so sharp, clung to my light night dress, as he started to tear it down my chest. 

The air in the room brushed my body - a testament that I was getting naked. He leaned closer, his lips grazing my neck. It affectionately tickled me and I wanted him to continue.

He planted kisses from my neck to my shoulder before saying. "Forgive me, if I would be ruining hours of your sleep." I didn't mind. Just what I wanted, my king. I tilted my head to the other side giving him more access to suck on my neck.

He was slowly hovering over me and I was turning to face…not the ceiling - him. His hand pressed against my shoulders like he was clipping me to the bed. 

I saw his eyes looking at my bare breast. He had ripped my nightwear, but only enough to show my breasts. He crouched closer, his breath on my skin caused me to gasp in expectation.

His mouth and saliva were on my nipple and I was already gasping his name.  "Damien…"

He widened his mouth, taking a large size of my breast in and sucking them gently. My nails gripped the bed and I arched my back so he could take me fully into his mouth. He did. Supporting my posture with his hand, behind me.

His other hand squeezed my breast, his thumb stroking my nipples. It was two pleasures at once and I was rippled with need. 

"D..a.." Just meaningless words, I could utter. 

"Let it out, Freda. Let it out" A growl escaped his lips.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pushing his mouth harder to suck me. He listened, increasing his speed, and adding some nipple bites. My fingers pressed harder on his head.

I loved how gentle he was at first. How he was paying attention to every detail of my body.

My pussy pulsing like I needed to use the bathroom. My hands roughened his hair as he took turns to my second breast, doing the same thing he did in the first.

But this time, his name in my mouth already filled the room. I held his face, bringing his lips to mine as I plunged my tongue and kissed him harder. He made my body erupt, a feeling I had never felt.

I didn't care about our fights. I cared about all the fantasies I had imagined Damien doing to me. 

His hand traced my thighs and I stopped him when he almost got in between. With a raggedy breath, I said. "That's..too far"

"You're already soaking wet. It's only right to part your red sea" He whispered. I could feel the liquid trail down my lap, he was right, there was an ocean down there.

I was trembling when his hand reached the middle of my thighs. His fingers rubbing the sticky cunt oozing out of me. His fingers reached my opening, the sound of my mucky self causing him to gasp "Oh, Freda, you're wet for me."

"I am, Damien," I said, my fingers deep into his back, urging him to go further. His fingers went deeper and I moaned loudly. 

I didn't care if the guards could hear me. As long as Damien loved this sound, it was his.

Slowly he went down to my thighs, his breath on my skin as he raised my night near to my waist, leaving me bare to his face.

"What are you doing?" I panicked.

"Worshipping you Freda, before your coronation."

"No…i…" I rubbed my hand in his hair, trying to drag him up. "Damien, don't..worship me, I…" What was I saying? I had no reason to refuse. I was only scared I was going to lose all my calmness if he dared place his face between my thighs.

"I have my period, Damien. You can't…"

"What are vampires for? If not to drink some blood?" His red eyes meant every word and I realized I must have given the most stupid excuse. 

His breath became hot between my thighs and I started to let out a cry. "Tell me, Freda. Why weren't you asleep?"

Before I could speak, his lips plunged into my pussy lips, sucking my incoming juice. I screamed like I was electrocuted. 

"Speak words, Freda," he said.

How the hell did he want me to speak while being teased like that?

"I wasn't…asleep…be…be cause, I wanted you…Damien… I…wanted you."

“Relax,” he whispered, and at his command, I found my chest panting heavily.

"What are you doing to me?" I asked. I had never felt this way, my legs were trembling and I wanted his face in and out of my thighs.

His tongue gently circled my bottom, and I trembled. My heart was racing, and sweat started slipping out of my pores.

I tightened my grip, gripping the sheets hard because I desperately needed something to hold onto. The race had just begun.

He was sucking, licking, and plunging into me. My belly and legs felt like it was going to explode. My juices didn't stop flowing kike a stream directly into his mouth.

My hand gripped his hair, but I rocked my hips against him for more, raising my butt to meet his face.

"Please, DAMIEN…Stop, more"

"Freda," he moaned. His voice was so thick, I'd never think I heard that before.

I shut my eyes tightly, bracing myself for whatever was to come. It hit like a hot burning sensation, ripping through me as Damien noticed I was getting close and increased his pace.

"Damien please" I begged, but he wasn't listening anymore. I didn't even want him to. “I’m… close… please.” The words came out broken, barely audible.