Page 38 of Exile

His hands slide down my waist, holding my hips. Damon, taking control of the situation as usual, surprises me by slipping his hand under the waistband of my shorts. My breath catches, feet slamming flat on the ground as I blink rapidly in the dark, trying to summon night vision.

Before I can discover any newfound abilities, his finger pulls the crotch of my underwear aside, dipping into my heat. Then, without dragging things out, slides straight into me.

"Damon," I breathe out. "What are you doing?"

I'm no stranger to random sex locations within Lilydale, but this I didn't see coming.

"Consummating our marriage," he replies, holding me still with his arm. His finger thrusts in and out of my cunt, and despite my best argument laying forgotten on my tongue, my eyes roll back in ecstasy.

"What if someone catches us?" I ask with a small moan.

"Let them."

"But you're hurt."

His thumb draws lazy circles around my clit, my breathing intensifying and coming out to ragged pants as another finger slowly penetrates me.

I no longer trust myself to stay quiet, my hands cupping his face and lips seeking out his. It doesn't take long until I'm falling apart on his hand, Damon swallowing my cries as my legs begin to shake.

Just when I think we're finished, he switches us, my back hitting the wall. Dropping to his knees, he slings my leg over his shoulder, his tongue lashing out against my clit, immediately bringing me toward the edge again.

Not once do his fingers leave my body, not that I'd let him. I'm clenching so hard that for a second, I worry I might break his bones, if that's even possible. Before I can contemplate it and let my mind run wild with panic that I could be hurting him, especially being on the floor, his tongue and fingers hurl me over the cliff.

"There," he murmurs, getting to his feet. "That's all the pain medication I need." I let out a squeal as he lifts me off the ground, pushing my back against the wall.

"Oh," I try to joke, barely able to breathe. "So, I'm essentially doing you a medical favor? That's the story you're running with?"

"Avery," he says sternly. "If I don't bury my cock into your cunt right now, I might actually succumb to my injuries. It's all I've been able to think about while stuck in that awful hospital bed."

I let out a sharp gasp as he impales me in one swift motion, my body stretching around his length. "Your injuries though…" I argue.

"Respectfully, shut up. Your husband is fucking you right now."

He emphasizes each word with a brutal thrust, hitting that spot deep inside me. My head falls back against the wall, moans increasing in volume as he continues to fuck me relentlessly.

"Touch yourself," he demands. "I need to feel you come on me."

I reach down between us, cringing as my arm brushes against the bandage on his abdomen, but he doesn't flinch or waver at all. Stroking my clit, I roll my hips as his cock dives in and out, until I'm screaming his name. It echoes around solitary confinement, sending him over the edge.

"Fuck, Avery," he growls, thrusting into me once more and shooting his release.

Pressing my lips to his in the dark, I stay wrapped up in his arms until he lowers me to my feet a few minutes later.

"Are you okay?" I ask breathlessly. "Did I hurt you?"

His reply is cut off with the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs outside, my frame tensing up.

Shit—the guards.

"Are you lovebirds ready? Did you consummate yet?" Grey's voice calls out. "Free time is kicking off and I'm worried Avery will get even more pale if she remains in there. She needs more Vitamin D."

"Let me guess—you have a shot for her?" Theo answers, deliberately ruining the bit.

"Why you gotta out me like that?" Grey groans, his shadow entering the room. "Wow—smells like sweet little killer in here."

Kicking off from the wall, I muffle a protest, thankful that no one can see my face. "Get me out of here. Please," I beg, desperate to get away from this room.

Grey reaches out through the darkness, gripping my hand as he starts to lead me toward the door. "Deadman?"