Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) by Blaise Ramsay (best books for 20 year olds TXT) 📕

hip, perfectly accentuating the deep-v of the muscles. Jill hadn’t noticed it before.

Damien removed Jill’s panties, kissing her deeply. She felt his tip at the opening of her sex. She gasped as he slid into her. His lips placing reassuring kisses on her neck as he made love to her.

Jill ran her nails down Damien’s back, relishing the hard muscles as they flexed with each movement he made. Luna, he felt so good. Reaching every part of her in need of his attention. She clenched her fangs as she felt herself reaching her climax.

The heat of Damien’s body drove her primal senses wild as he thrust into her. Damien’s own low growl escaped his throat as he felt his own climax drawing near. Jill was tighter than he thought she would be. He actually had to work to get into her.

The sounds Jill was making made Damien’s eyes roll into the back of his head with pleasure. His balls tightened as he came close to filling the woman he loved. Finally he was claiming her as his.

“Damien!” Jill called out his name as her orgasm rippled through her body. Her muscles squeezing him pushed him just enough, his own orgasm rocked through his body. He pushed into her as far as he could filling her with as much of him as he was able.

The muscles in his arms trembled as he struggled to hold himself up. He pulled out of her to sit beside her on the bed, panting in an attempt to catch a breath.

Jill’s chest heaved as she tried to catch her own breath. She rolled onto her stomach, panting to try to cool down from the intense heat.

“When did you get your tattoo?”

“I got it for my eighteenth birthday. It’s on my hip because I thought my dad would have killed me since I didn’t ask first. To be honest, I don’t think he knows even now that I have it. You know cops and tattoos. You have one, you’re a gang affiliate.” Damien chuckled at his own joke.

Jill heaved out a labored laugh. “It’s beautiful. Very nice ink work. You felt amazing.”

“Thanks. I’d like to think I’m somewhat good at sex despite this being my first time.”

“Really? You could have fooled me.”

“Nope. First time. No experience.”

Jill snuggled into Damien’s chest. “Well, it was wonderful.”

Damien guided her face up to look at him, kissing her lips. “It won’t be the last time, Jill. That much I can promise you.”

Chapter Nineteen

“Dame! I’m home!” the sound of Charlie’s voice brought Damien’s attention to his return.

Damien got up to find that Jill left him a note letting him know she’d gone out hunting. He felt sore in his hips from where she held onto him during their love making. He looked in the mirror to find that one of them had actually gotten bruised.

Damn. I’ll have to hide that or she’ll never touch me again. Damien thought to himself as he put on his underwear, jeans and sweatshirt. When the hell did I fall asleep?

His phone vibrated on his bedside. The screen lit up showing Rob’s name.

Oh boy. Damien thought answering it.

“Dude, Chelsea came by again last night. What the hell is going on, D? She told me if I wanted to know what all the drama was about, I should 'ask Damien about it'. What'd your girlfriend do? I want to stay friends, D but I can't if you don't tell me what's going on.”

“Rob, I'll try to explain things as soon as I can but for now, don’t talk to Chelsea. She isn't the same girl we grew up with, okay. She'll say whatever she can to poison you against me and get you to accept an offer you probably wouldn't want to and regret almost immediately. We've been friends for a long time. I'm asking you to trust me.”

“D, since you've met this Jill chick, you haven't been the same. The hell she done to your mind, bro!? What's your problem all of a sudden?!”

Damien squeezed the phone, his teeth clenched tightly. He couldn’t hide his frustration anymore. “My problem is for years I've tried to pretend I was something I wasn't! I just drifted through life like no one looked at me like I was some sort of circus freak! I actually thought the accident was my fault! That I was the one messed up and everyone had the right to look at me like they did!”

“Wow, I'm sorry, D. I might not understand the full extent of what it is that's going on but I'll be careful the next time Chels shows up.” Rob replied, flabbergasted at Damien’s sudden outburst.

“No, Rob. Don't talk to her, don’t let her into your house. As she is, she won't hesitate to kill you or your family. She threatened to kill me to keep me away from Jill.” Damien replied, his voice low and stern.

“No way! Dude, she's had like a major crush on you forever!”

“Rob, just trust me. Don't let her in and don't talk to her.” Damien hung up the phone, putting back on the desk.

After the rather disturbing phone call with Rob, Damien made his way downstairs to find his father in the living room.

“Morning, dad. Glad you finally made it back from the station. Everything go okay?” He asked, his mood sullen.

“Yeah, it went fine. Electricity stayed on so we managed to keep warm. You do okay here?”

Damien took his coffee and sat down only to have to get back up to answer a rather desperate knock on his door. He opened it to stare into the eyes of Chase. He appeared out of breath and slightly upset.

“Chase? I don’t think I’ve ever had you at my house. What’s wrong?”

Chase took a moment to calm down. “Damien, my