Chapter 2

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Damien POV

"Fuck! Harder!"

I groaned as I gave one hard and powerful thrust into the whimpering male beneath me, gripping his hips tightly , definitely bruising him, as I pulled myself out of him released onto his back while he shuddered, releasing as well on to the sheets beneath him.

I sat up on my knees, in a kneeling position while he slumped down onto the bed breathing heavily. I reached up and wiped my fringe out of my face and the sweat on my forehead before I let out a breath of relief.

While trying to keep those angry witches at bay, my sex life had been deprived and before I had even noticed it, it had been a whole four months since I had sex and my right hand was not doing it for me anymore.

"What's got you so pissed all of a sudden?" Jerome, asked as he rolled over onto his back and looked at me with a smirk on his face as he moved his finger in a circular motion through the cum on his chest.

I raised my eyebrow at him and moved to climb off the bed. I grabbed my pants and pulled them on, not answering his question and not even bothering to ask him how he knew I was pissed.

"I'm a fae hotstuff.. I can pick up on your emotions and well, I'm sucker for rough angry sex." He said as he brought his index finger up to his mouth and sucked on it.

I looked at him for a second, at his long white hair that was the color of snow and fell down to his hips. At his green eyes that reminded me of green apples. He wasn't thin and frail and neither was he muscular, but rather in between with the just the right amount of muscle for me to dominate.

His face, was something that could be described as pretty since he looked more like a girl than a guy, with his sharp features that gave off an exotic appearance and despite looking like he was seventeen, he was actually a few thousand years old.

I walked towards the bed and pulled him towards me by his chin. I leaned down and pressed a firm kiss to his lips and felt him melt and moan against me as his ran his hand down my bare chest and kissed me back.

I had met Jerome back when I was seventeen, and I had been the one to save his life from a few hunters and hid him away. Since then, he always followed me wherever I went. From France to Rome then to America. Wherever I went, I would find him there waiting for me , I remember the first thought that crossed my mind when I kept on seeing his snow white hair everywhere I looked..

Was he my mate?

And after a year of it, we then went a step further and had sex and it was in that moment that I knew he was not my mate and I felt even more stupid for thinking I had one in the first place since I was human and all. Although he was not the only one I was sleeping with at the time, that didn't seem to bother him which only confirmed my theory of not being mated to him.

"I'm not pissed at you." I said when I broke away from his lips and watched his face turn into a smirk.

"You better not be, I did not just let you fuck me raw so you could be pissed." He said as he licked his bottom lip.

"Thought you loved rough sex" I said as I titled my head and raised an eyebrow at him.

"That doesn't mean I'm willing to take someone else's deserved anger." He smirked and pulled me down as he pressed his lips to mine again and ran his fingers through my hair but before I could do anything further I heard my phone vibrating. I pulled away from him and reached over to pick it up.

"What?" I asked when I didn't hear anyone on the other side.

"Uhh sir? We were out training and well.. I think you might want to see this." Riley said making me sigh and tell him that I'll be there.

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