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Raven's Gift: (Raven Queen's Harem Christmas Novella) by Angel Lawson (2)

 

Chapter Five

Morgan

 

After taking a moment to check out the suite, I shed my clothes and bundle up in a soft cotton robe hanging from a hook in the bathroom. The suite is amazing—like something you’d see in a magazine. A spacious living area with comfortable couches and a roaring fire. A spread of fruit, cheese, and sweets that look suspiciously like something Sue would whip up. Next to a chilled bottle of champagne is a square box tied with a gold ribbon at the top. I have a feeling Damien had a little help with this romantic getaway.

I step out of the bathroom and find Damien in his own robe, warming his toes by the fire. I smile at the sight of him; tattoos peeking out of his collar, silver and gold rings glinting in his ears. He looks completely out of place with the luxury of the hotel, but he’s a man used to fine things.

“What?” he asks in response to my stare. He offers me a champagne glass filled with a sparkling gold liquid. I take a sip and lick my lips at the taste.

“Who knew you had this soft, romantic side?”

He takes a step forward. “Not me—until you came along. You make me want to do all kinds of things I never dreamed of.”

“Like what?” He drops his head and begins kissing my neck slowly, pushing the collar of my robe aside. I shiver as much from his touch as the chill I haven’t been able to shake.

“You still cold?”

“A little.”

“We should be able to fix that.” He looks over my shoulder. “You owe me a shower, remember?”

He’d tried to get me in with him a while back when I was sticky with sweat from a run. I’d pushed him off that day due to other obligations, but now? I can’t see why I can’t fulfill his desire. I link my fingers with him and lead him to the enormous marble room.

Damien turns on the shower and I watch as he drops his robe, revealing his perfectly fit body. His arms and chest are a mixture of muscle and tattoos. Silver glints off the rings in his nipples. I view the story of the Guardians as it arcs over his body. My eyes linger on his cock, hard between his legs. Steam slowly fills the room as he reaches a hand out to me. I step forward with my fingers on the tie at my waist. When I’m close enough he pushes my hands aside, kissing me as he unties the knot. My body is already warming up when the fabric slips from my shoulders and our skin brushes.

“You’re exquisite,” he says, touching the underside of my breast and kissing me. “Like a perfect jewel.”

His cock grazes my belly, the tip soft as velvet. I reach for it, sliding my hand down the length, feeling the way it pulses in my hand.

He pulls away and checks the water and I stand, exposed yet not even remotely vulnerable. I trust Damien explicitly. His lack of self-consciousness is liberating. He’s bold and a little naughty. With a quick nod he steps into the spray of the shower and encourages me in.

The water is hot, burning my skin, but it feels amazing against the cold that has settled in my bones. I follow him under the shower, turning away to get myself fully wet. His hands run down my arms, slick with soapy gel. Even in the heat, my nipples peak, desperate for his touch.

“I’ve never done this before,” I tell him. I can’t keep my eyes off his chest, his rippled abs and most of all his throbbing cock.

“What’s that?” he asks with the hint of an amused smile. “Get clean while being dirty? Trust me, babe, you’ll like it.”

He tweaks my breast with his soapy fingers and guides my hand to his cock. It’s slippery with suds and I guide my fingers up and down. He groans and reaches for the wall. I bend over and lick his nipple, tugging against the silver hoop. This causes him to huff and bite his lip. I do it again.

“You keep doing that,” he grunts, “and I’ll come before we even get started.”

“Is that a problem?” Water pours down my back. I feel my skin burning from the heat.

“Yeah. I’ve got plans, including coming inside you. But I plan on taking my time—I won’t be done with you until the water runs cold.” With that he winks and drops to his knees, his hands run up my legs, reaching over my ass. His fingers pull at my crack and hot water travels down the valley. But that’s just the start. Damien spreads my legs and dips his head between them. I reach for the wall to brace myself when his tongue touches the sensitive spot at my core.

With one hand I grip his head and with the other I brace myself against the wall as he makes it his mission to pleasure me. I don’t know how he does it, barely coming up for a breath of air while half-drowning from the shower, but he works his tongue until my knees buckle and I’m crying for relief.

“I want to come with you in me,” I beg, feeling the increasing want between my legs. “You promised.”

I tug him up, even as he sucks on my clit one last time. I’m throbbing when he stands, weak with desire. He lathers his cock and lifts me up, pushing me into the steamy glass wall.

Lord, he isn’t gentle; no, he slams into me so hard I think the glass is going to break. I feel him everywhere, in the pit of my belly, in my heart, down in my toes. He bites into my neck and I suck on his ear, stopping when I can no longer breathe normally. His grunts only make me more excited.

I do this to him. Me. Morgan.

My body, already on the precipice, falls hard, shuddering with exhilaration. My cries echo off the tile and glass box. My muscles tighten, quivering around him until he groans long and deep, pounding everything he has to give into my body.

When he’s finished there’s nothing but the sound of our breath and water hitting the marble tiles. Damien helps me onto shaky feet and he smiles, kissing me soft, the opposite of the way he just ravaged my body. I wrap my arms around his waist and we let the now-cooled water roll off our shoulders, this time needing it to extinguish the heat ignited between us.

 

*

I wake, naked, surrounded by cookie crumbs and an empty bottle of champagne, sticky from lovemaking. I’ll definitely need another shower, I think. This time alone.

I wrap my robe around my body and find Damien in the living room. He’s reading a magazine and drinking a cup of steaming coffee. A fire blazes, heating the room. Plates of bacon, eggs, and cinnamon rolls sit on the table. In the middle is the red box with the gold ribbon.

“Hey,” I say, grabbing a roll. The rush of sugar on my tongue is almost too much to bear.

“Good morning, babe.” He leans over and licks the frosting from my mouth. “How did you sleep?”

“After that last go round? Really good.” I cross my feet and rest them on the table. “I’m going to need a nap today, that’s for sure.”

Damien reaches for the box on the table and picks it up. “I forgot to give you this last night. Merry Christmas.”

“What?” I can barely contain the smile on my face. “We have four more days!”

“Yeah, but I wanted to see this on you now.”

The square box is as big as a plate and several inches high. I tug at the ribbon and it easily falls to the side. Lifting the lid, I see soft black velvet and I look up at him. He’s eagerly watching my every move. I pick up the fabric and reveal the most stunning display of jewels and gold I’ve ever seen.

“Oh, Damien,” I say, recognizing his craftsmanship. It’s only when I lift the treasure from the box that I see what it really is. A crown. “You made me a crown?”

“I thought it was time you had one, Your Majesty. Obviously, it’s a replica, but I think it turned out pretty good.”

I make a face at the title they all bestow on me at one time or the other. “That seems a little extreme, don’t you think.”

He takes the crown from me and holds it gently in two hands. “Never underestimate yourself and your heritage, Morgan.” He raises it over my head and places it on top of what I can only assume is a serious case of bed-head.

I touch it with my fingers, feeling the exquisite jewels and forged gold. There’s magic infused in the metals and I feel the spark through my body.

“Thank you. It’s beautiful.” I shake my head. “You could have warned me! I need to get you something in return.”

He reaches for my fingers and kisses the back of my hand. “This little break from the insanity was gift enough. Merry Christmas, Morgan, I hope it lives up to your expectations.”

“Merry Christmas, Damien,” I reply, leaning in for another kiss. I’m not sure when we’re getting kicked out of this room but I plan to make the most of it.

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