Damian

by Desiree A. Cox

  “Fine! I just wanted to see Mindy.”

  “I already told you Mindy left for the night. Maybe next time when you come in, try not drinking. Mindy frowns on guys who drink, especially if they seem like excessive or compulsive drinkers.”

  “Are you implying I’m an alcoholic?”

  “Not at all, sir, just offering some friendly advice. That is, if you want to have even the slightest chance with her. She’s a class act, and she’s been through a lot.” Chad abruptly turned on his heels and walked away.

  Jordan growled, and lowered his head. He couldn’t help but wonder why this Chad guy gave a shit about his drinking and how he knew what Mindy liked and disliked. Did they have a past together? Were they just friends? Were they lovers? Or past lovers? Was he just trying to irritate Jordan until he responded and got the three of them kicked out?

  “Yo, what the hell, dude?” Damian asked. He kicked Jordan.

  “What?” Jordan asked.

  “Do you see the people looking over this way? You’re sitting here, growling like you’ve lost your ever-loving mind. We’re finishing this drink, then leaving. You obviously can’t be around humans tonight. We’ll go where you won’t be a pariah. We’ll stop by The Watering Hole. At least there if you decide to growl, everyone knows us and understands why. Here, they just think you’re some crazy, drunk fuck,” Damian said. He motioned for Chad to come back to the table.

  “I like it here. I’ll be good. I promise,” Jordan said.

  “Another time. Drink up and let’s go.” Damian turned his attention to Chad. “Please bring us the check.”

  Damian used his cell phone to request an Uber car. Luckily for them, the driver, Cole, was a close friend in the Silvertip clan, a group of large Grizzly bear shifters. They’d been denied rides by the Mountain Lion Pack drivers in the past when one or all of them had been drinking, so they were relieved at the sight of their friend.

  Cole dropped them off at their destination, made sure Damian knew to call him directly for pick-up, then left.

  They all made their way into the bar, where they were met with loud country music and an abundance of chatter. Maverick walked up to the bar to order their next round, and found himself next to a brunette wearing a halter top dress that clung to her curves.

  She looked over her shoulder. “Hi there, handsome,” she said. “Do you remember me?”

  Maverick glanced down at her and shook his head. “Can’t say that I do. Should I?”

  “I’m Lilly. From English Literature in high school.”

  “Wow, I never would have recognized you. You look so different, in a good way.”

  Lilly had been outgoing and popular, but was known among the guys for her boyish figure and plain looks in high school. When she shifted to her wolf, it was a scraggly, skinny, sickly-looking thing. But standing before Maverick she was anything but that same girl. She was curvy in all the right places, and her makeup was applied flawlessly. Just enough to accentuate her beautiful face.

  “I’m Maverick.”

  “I know who you are, trust me.”

  “Can I buy you a drink?” Maverick asked.

  “Sure. And maybe you can ditch your friends and keep me company tonight.”

  “That may be doable.” Maverick’s smile widened as he turned to the bartender and let him know he needed another drink for Lilly. Maverick promised to return before he took the other drinks to his Pack mates.

  “Here you go, guys. I’m heading back up to the bar.”

  “What the fuck for?” Jordan asked.

  “See that cute little brunette? That’s Lilly from high school. I’m going back to talk to her, and maybe I’ll get lucky tonight.”

  “Lucky if you don’t catch anything, my friend. She’s gotten quite the reputation since we graduated. Just be careful with her,” Jordan said.

  “I’m a big boy now; I think I can take care of myself. It seems you were right, Jordy. Someone feels charitable,” Maverick said, then winked before turning on his heels and retreating to his spot at the bar.

  “So where were we?” he asked Lilly.

  “We were just getting to know each other again.” She peered up at Maverick through her lashes before she sipped the drink the bartender set down in front of her. “You know, we can go to my place where it’s quiet. I only live two blocks away.”

  Maverick downed his drink in one large gulp and set his glass on the bar top. “Let’s go,” he said.

  Maverick and Lilly walked past the table where Damian and Jordan were sitting. They stopped briefly for Maverick to let them know he’d see them the next day, then continued on their way.

  Within seconds there were two older, busty women standing before Damian.

  “We saw you when you came in. We just wanted to say hi,” one of them said. “I’m Becky, and this is my friend, Katy.”

  “Yeah, we saw you from our seats at the bar. Want to dance with us?” Katy chimed in.

  “Yeah, sure. Why not?” Damian stood from his seat and walked out to the dance-floor with the duo. He was used to towering over women, but these two were both close to six feet tall in their heels. The ladies began dancing and gyrating suggestively as the music blared from the nearby speaker. Damian barely moved; instead, he was taking in the sight of their boobs bouncing up and down while their hips swayed back and forth.

  “I haven’t seen you two in here before,” he said loudly over the music.

  “We’re on vacation. We’re doing a ladies get-away,” Katy said.

  “Interesting. Why here? Why not somewhere like Vegas?”

  “Vegas is too cliché and too hot. We wanted to come somewhere most people wouldn’t,” Becky chimed in.

  “People come to Shasta Mountain all year long,” Damian replied.

  “Yeah. Well, if we had gone to Vegas, we never would have met you,” Becky said with a grin on her face.

  “That’s true.”

  Katy looked at Damian with lust in her eyes. “What’s your name, gorgeous?”

  “Damian.”

  “Oh. My. God. Like the devil?”

  He chuckled at her ignorance. She probably only knew Damian from The Omen and had no idea what his name really meant. “Just like the devil, darling. My full name is Damiano, but I prefer Damian.”

  He looked at his watch. It wasn’t even midnight yet.

  “I saw that. Are you in a rush somewhere?” Becky asked. Her hips never stopped.

  “Nah, just checking my watch. It’s a nasty habit of mine.”

  “What else is a nasty habit of yours?” Katy winked at him. She and Becky each moved in closer to Damian until their bodies where just barely grazing against his.

  “Hmm, I guess drinking and partying.”

  “Those are our favorite things, too!” Becky squealed. She giggled and leaned in closer toward Damian’s neck. He inhaled deeply as she let her tongue glide from his collar-bone up to just below his ear-lobe. Her boobs brushed against his arm and he could feel her pebbled nipples.

  His arms extended and his hands caressed down Becky’s hips. He held her tight and pulled her closer against his growing thickness.

  “Ohhh,” she groaned. “My, my. Are you happy to see me?” she laughed.

  “Maybe, sweetheart. Maybe,” Damian whispered.

  Katy danced behind him; her hands were gently massaging Damian’s shoulder blades, down to his lower back, and then they glided over his perfectly rounded ass.

  “Great ass, baby,” Katy said.

  “Thanks.” He leaned his head back slightly and Katy’s mouth landed on his neck. He knew where this night was heading and he knew he’d possibly regret it, but that didn’t deter him. He continued to grind against Becky’s heat, his erection becoming extremely uncomfortable in his jeans.

  Becky’s hands reached down and cupped his swollen cock through his pants. “What do you say you let Katy and me help you out with this, sweetie?”

  Her fingers on him was what he wanted, and he knew from past mén
age experiences it would be a fun time with these two sexy, horny, experienced women.

  Damian canvassed the dance-floor and saw Jordan looking completely miserable while dancing with a petite blond. Through the link to Jordan and Maverick, Damian sent them a message. I’m leaving with two sexy Werecats. We’ll catch up tomorrow.

  Becky and Katy kept their hands on Damian as they walked to their Jeep. Katy pulled the keys from her pocket while Becky instructed Damian to take a seat in the back. She quickly joined him and continued to rub his cock through his jeans until she felt the bulge grow again. She unfastened his pants then tugged at the waistband.

  “Slide them down, stud,” she purred.

  Katy turned and watched. Both women licked their lips at the sight of Damian’s very impressive, protruding length before he sat back down.

  “Now sit back and enjoy, handsome,” Becky said.

  “I’m so jealous right now,” Katy complained.

  “There’s plenty of me for both of you, doll,” Damian said.

  “You have to drive, Katy.” Becky slid her fingers over Damian’s cock head, wiping off the pre-cum that had leaked from his tip. “Here, this will have to hold you over while you drive.”

  Becky held her fingers up for Katy, who sucked them into her mouth. “Mmm,” she moaned as she sucked her friend’s digits into her throat, enjoying Damian’s taste.

  “Thanks, Beck. I can’t wait to get back to our place.” Katy turned back around and started the Jeep and began the drive.

  Becky held Damian’s shaft firmly in her grip then lowered her head, licking the bead of pre-cum from his tip before taking his swollen crown into her mouth. She moaned as she bobbed up and down, twisting her hands around his shaft gently.

  “Holy fuck,” Damian groaned.

  Becky sucked harder and took him deeper into her mouth. She was determined to make him explode before they reached their destination.

  Damian had had many blow jobs, some good, some not worth remembering, but what Becky was doing to him was top-five-worthy. His hips swiveled, grinding his cock in her eager, hot mouth. She moaned, and massaged his balls. His hand reached around her thin frame, sliding into her shirt and beneath her bra until he found the rock-hard nipple he’d been looking for. He tugged and rolled it between his fingers.

  “You’re going to make me come,” Damian warned.

  “Come in her mouth -- she loves swallowing,” Katy said.

  Becky’s tongue lapped up and down his shaft while her lips grazed over his sensitive skin. She made her way back to his head and let her tongue glide around the thick ridge, then she closed her lips tight around his crown. He pumped his hips, feeling the head of his cock jabbing in and pulling out past the grip she had on him. She peered up at him through her lashes. The look on his face was what she’d hoped to see. He was fighting holding back his release.

  Becky cupped her hand under his sac and let her middle finger wander back to the tender area behind his balls, then slowly over his ass to gently massage against his hole. Her other hand gently massaged his shaft while she bobbed her head up and down. She could feel his sphincter tighten and his cock throbbing and growing harder. Her hips were gyrating with need. Damian continued tweaking her nipple with one hand while he threaded his other hand in her hair.

  “Shit,” Damian hissed. He moaned, and pumped his hips faster, fucking her mouth until he groaned out his release.

  A few minutes later, Katy parked the car.

  “Now the real fun begins. I hope you can handle us both,” Katy said.

  Chapter 3

  Damian knew his already-strained relationship with the Mountain Lions could possibly get worse if word got back to them that he’d bedded two Pumas. It wouldn’t matter that they weren’t part of the mountain pack. The Mountain Lions were extremely possessive, and frowned upon interspecies affairs.

  Katy walked over to Damian and tugged at the hem of his shirt. “Time to strip.” She pulled the shirt up until Damian grabbed it and ripped it off over his head, then tossed it onto the floor.

  “Take everything off. I want to see that beautiful cock of yours,” Katy said. As Damian toed off his shoes, then pushed his pants off, Katy gasped and her eyes widened. She lowered herself to her knees before him and her hand reached for his soft member. She stroked him and could feel him thicken.

  “Ah, the beauty of youth,” she mumbled. She leaned forward and let her tongue graze across the crown while she continued to pump him with her hand.

  “Put it in your mouth,” Damian said. He knew her lips on him would get him hard as a rock in no time.

  Without any hesitation Katy wrapped her soft, warm lips around his head and began sucking with the power of a Dyson vacuum. It was a combo-sensation of a slight pain and a whole lot of pleasure. Within minutes, Becky joined her friend on the floor. The two took turns passing Damian’s cock between them, one sucking while the other massaged and licked his balls, then they’d switch.

  Katy stood from her spot while Becky continued her second round of sucking.

  “Let’s go into the bedroom. I need to feel this monster of yours inside me,” Katy said.

  “Oh, me too,” Becky said as she stood.

  Damian removed the condoms from his pocket. They each held one of his hands and walked him back to a room with a king-sized bed.

  Katy placed a hand on each side of his face then pulled him down until his lips were on hers. Their tongues danced together. Becky sidled close to them and pulled Damian away from Katy until he was facing her, then she crushed her mouth on his, letting their tongues collide.

  The two women backed away and began removing their clothes. They climbed up on the bed and began kissing each other while their hands roamed over each other’s smooth flesh. Damian tossed the packets of condoms onto the bed. He stroked his cock while watching the sight of the two of them making out.

  Katy told Becky to lie down on the bed, then she hovered above her, taking a hardened nipple into her mouth. Her hand wrapped around the bottom of her tit, and with a slight squeeze encouraged her nipple to protrude a little more. Both women were moaning while Damian stood watching, and stroking his cock.

  Katy let her mouth shower down Becky’s stomach with quick kisses as she made her way to her mound.

  Instead of climbing up on the bed like Becky was signaling for him to do, Damian walked behind Katy and, while still fisting his length, his other hand caressed the soft skin of her hips, glided over her rounded butt, and made its way to her slick folds. His fingers parted her lower lips, making their way into her channel. The pre-cum was dripping to the floor like the string of a plumb bob. Katy moaned and wiggled her hips back until she was fully seated onto his fingers.

  Damian leaned down and grabbed a condom packet from the bed, quickly ripped it from the packaging and sheathed himself. His hand continued to stroke slowly as he eased closer to Katy. She swayed her hips slowly back and forth.

  “What are you waiting for? Go ahead, you can fuck her,” Becky said. She moaned as Katy’s tongue slid between her folds then glided back up to her clit.

  Damian lined himself up at Katy’s entrance, then pressed into her tight heat slowly.

  “Oh, shit!” Katy ground out as Damian stretched her walls and sank completely inside her.

  Katy resumed licking and sucking Becky’s pussy, then slid two fingers inside her, dragging them in and out at the same pace Damian was fucking her. He reached around and found her hard, tightly-wound bud and gently massaged his fingers over it, causing her hips to buck and grind back against him. At the same time, Katy rubbed Becky’s clit harder as her tongue and fingers continued to work her like a beautiful, singing harp. Becky’s moans and groans were getting louder, and her back arched up off the bed. Her hips rocked back and forth under Katy’s command.

  “Oh, God, Katy!” Becky cried out. Katy had her on the edge like Damian had her. With two more swipes of Katy’s tongue, both women cried out their release in unison. Damian plunged
harder into Katy’s pussy as she shattered around him, gripping his cock tight as she curled her hips under. He didn’t let up. His fingers kept pressure on her clit as her head and shoulders fell to the bed beside Becky.

  “Stop, please,” Katy mumbled into the comforter. “I can’t take anymore. Please.”

  Damian pulled out and watched the two women scramble to gather their wits about them. Katy pulled herself up onto the bed and lay beside Becky. Becky pulled her feet up onto the bed and spread her thighs wide.

  “My turn,” she cooed.

  Damian yanked the condom off, then replaced it with a new one and climbed up onto the bed. He wasted no time plunging into Becky’s wet pussy.

  Chapter 4

  “Damiano, honestly! Why can’t you do anything we ask of you? Hell, why can’t you just do the right thing, period?” his father, Thor, questioned.

  “I’m a grown man. Why do I still need to be home by three a.m.? What sense does that make?” Damian ground out. His head was pounding from lack of sleep.

  “Son, you live in our house. That means, no matter how old you are, you have to live by our rules. If I tell you to be in at two in the morning, I expect you to walk through the doors at that time,” Thor said.

  “That’s not even reasonable, Father! You have antiquated ways and beliefs. And, honestly, you have no right asking me to follow such ridiculous requests.”

  “I have every right in the world! This is my house, my pack, and you’re my son!” Thor hollered back. “And did I hear correctly? You were keeping company with Pumas? Are you trying to start a war with their pack? You don’t think at all, do you?” Thor thundered.

  “They were from out of town. They weren’t part of big mean kitty’s pack,” Damian said, followed by a low chuckle.

  “Respect, son! Stop with your ridiculous nicknames. The Mountain Lion Alpha’s name is Xavier. Be respectful and refer to him by his proper name.” Thor stared at Damian. “Don’t ever let me hear you be disrespectful toward him again.”