《Onyx Blues (Completed)》Chapter Thirty Three
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It had been a week, and I tried hard to adjust to... living with Damien. It was strange to wake up next to him, even though I wanted my own space he denied it. I tried to think of it like we were dorm mates again- but it wasn't the same because now he tried to continuously jump me. It was already messing up my sleep schedule, my brain could barely focus on the goal on hand. I hadn't even established anything with him, we weren't boyfriends- I wasn't ready to call us that.
Other then the romance aspect...getting along with the people in the home wasn't too hard... the staff he had around were nice and the occasional gang member that'd stroll in was nice as well. Rebecca had also appeared once or twice, as if this was a place she could leave all her worries. I hadn't gotten a call from father but angry messages from Craven to get my shit together- Though word spread out that I had been kicked out because Ramos called me in a tizzy wondering why I was ex communicated.
"We had some men drive near the location in the log book, super active with cargo coming in and out. It appears to be a pretty large home at least that's what we saw with the drones." Dimitri said as he swirled his liquor, I nodded moving my pawn on the chess board. Dimitri wasn't half bad, he was good at discussing the task at hand while Damien didn't want me to over work myself. That in itself pissed me off because I was- again not that high schooler anymore.
"We have to get inside, storm the place if we have to. I'm healed enough and with that warehouse being cleared out I'm afraid they've already caught wind that someone suspects somethings up" I said as he moved his own chess piece.
"Not my orders. Damien makes that call" he responded and I continued to move another piece. He wasn't much older then Damien, but enough to where it was a bit odd that he acted like Damien was his elder.
"Why is it that he's in charge and not you?" I questioned, Damien's still young and not as experienced as I imagine this man is.
"I didn't want the job" was all he said and I didn't press any further. He reminded me of a certain someone, if he didn't want to take over there must be a good reason for it.
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"Any word about the group 'Separation?'" I asked as I smoothly kicked over his king with my piece and he cursed under his breath.
"No, most reports said that people had no idea or thought it was some sort of rock band" he laughed dryly and we were interrupted by Damien walking in.
"Just got word from the Marrello's that I ordered an attack on them supposedly. Said a couple of my men attacked a drug market they own" he said annoyed and leaned up against the wall.
"This means we should attack now, the more we wait the more damage is done. Soon it'll be too far to stop it." I spoke and he remained quiet as if he was thinking. Damien was too cautious or maybe I'm just too hot blooded. Now that I'm kicked out of the family I'm nervous, I want too hurry up and fix things before it's too late.
"I agree with the Giotto, it's best to start our attack now" said Dimitri and Damien raised his hand as to silence him. The way Damien treated others was vividly different then how he treated me.
"Then we'll go, but Onyx stays here" he said and I stood upright in protest. My leg had healed and despite the stinging feeling I felt I was ready enough to fight, to help out.
"I'll follow you regardless, you won't keep me here. So you either include me or it'll end up just like before, and it'll be worse then a bullet to my thigh" I threatened and Damien glared at me. He was fighting with himself, he wanted to shelter me from the violence but I've been apart of it for years. I don't need protecting.
"You'll stick close with me. We'll talk about an infantry plan later, Onyx come with me" he said and held a hand out for me to grab. I ignored it and got up by myself, he still took my hand anyways, tugging me away from Dimitri.
"When did you like Dimitri" he said curtly and I had to laugh at the insaneness of his jealousy.
"Because he's willing to talk about the work needed to be done instead of pretend it doesn't exist" I told him and he gripped my hand tighter and had a distasteful look on his face.
"I just want my time to be with you" he replied, he acts like some big guard dog. How much more of me can you get when we've been together a whole week straight. I don't hate being with him... in-fact I like it so much that I know it'll distract me if I let my guard down.
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"Ok I get it- but where are you taking me?" I questioned as we got closer to his room, he glanced at me and then pulled me close to him, stopping for a moment.
"Where do you think." he whispered in my ear his hands touching my sides. I immediately flushed and didn't question him as he quickly opened his door and pulled me in with him and slammed it shut when we were inside. His hands wrapped around my waist and he lifted me up, again with the macho strength.
Tw//sexual content
I wrapped my arms around him scared that'd he'd drop me. His lips crashed into mine and it took me a second to return it, he always took me by surprise.
He carried me to the bed and laid me down, I knew immediately where this was going. He hovered over me looking at me with lust filled eyes, I felt his hands starting to take off my pants, I grew flushed as I tried to push him off.
"Why are you acting like a damn dog in heat" I cursed at him embarrassed and he nipped at my neck in response. His hands gently rubbed my thighs and I shivered at the contact.
"I can't touch you?" He murmured rubbing himself against my lower half in a slow yet sensual movements. I wrapped my legs tight around him to make him stop all together but it had the opposite effect.
"It's broad daylight out and we have things to discuss" I hissed and he kissed my lips as if to sway me. He unbuckled himself as well and I immediately felt the impact of his unsheathed rod against my thighs.
"I don't know what can happen tomorrow. So let me be with you now" he said softly, my eye widened in shock. Was he afraid? Worried? It never occurred to me that Damien would be anxious about anything. He stopped his sensual attack for a second, resting his head against my shoulder.
"It'll be fine. We both can handle it" I said consoling him, my hands on his back. He didn't move, maybe he was embarrassed?
I felt like I needed to show him that I was here with him, so this time I took initiative and stroked his cock. I used my other hand to shimmy down my underwear. He tensed his body as if trying to hold himself back, his cock was rock hard and it was amazing to feel just how large he was. I wasn't small but he was something else entirely.
"Here I was, trying to hold back for you" he said with a dry laugh, immediately going for my neck with kisses and bite marks. I rolled my eyes and placed my fingers at my own entrance. It was still embarrassing to do this but If I didn't want to be split into two it was a must.
"Keep complaining and I'll make you sleep outside" I retorted fighting off groans, it didn't take long for Damien to position himself at my hole; he moved my hand away. He was ready to take me and by how hard his member was he was about to burst.
"Impatient" I said as I felt him press into me. I held my breath at how large he was, slowly entering me. I couldn't believe he could enter me as is, he was massive.
"How can I not be?" He said and sat up, grabbing my arms and pulling me up with him. Forcing me to straddle him, his cock still inside me, I immediately groaned from the unusual position. It forced me to go deeper on his rod and dug my fingers into him from the spark of pain. He's lucky I don't have nails.
He kissed me again, deep and hard. I felt him buck into me from below so I held in right to him. I wanted desperately to smack him from the embarrassment of two of my holes being ravished but I was too swayed by the pleasure.
I could feel him deep inside of me and I unconsciously move my body to rub my cock against his well defined abs, he let me squirm on his cock before he started to pump into me again. His hands rested on my ass to help me move up and down, i slowly lost my breath at the pleasure of him rubbing against my prostate.
I bit down on his shoulder as the overwhelming pleasure came over me, I came on his chest in the process. I surprised myself when I felt the tinge of blood in my mouth to see that I broke his skin. Despite this he kept moving, not even flinching from the pain.
If that didn't deter him I realized nothing would.
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