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I ran around with Damien in the woods, loving every moment of it. It felt good, different to run in my wolf form.

"Come here." Damien ordered, using our mind link. I don't think I managed to give him the scowl I wanted to, so instead I glared at him. He was standing near the sea, looking every bit of the majestic wolf that he was. His fur glowed in the moonlight and his aura reflected upon the waters.

I walked next to him, wondering what he wanted. "Look into the water."

If I could, I would have gasped at the sight. We could see ourselves clearly in the water. He was the bigger wolf, towering over me, but his dark eyes had a certain softness to them only I could catch.

I looked at my wolf. I was surprised to see that my fur was grey. Grey wolves were a rarity, only some females had grey fur. I stared at myself, not really believing my eyes.

"Isn't it amazing?" Damien spoke and I nodded, hoping he would understand.

"Isn't anyone else here?" I asked.

"Weres who are vacationing," Damien replied. "Do you want to go see the house?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed, making him bark a laugh. Literally. "How do I shift?"

"Command your wolf," Damien said. Command my wolf? This shifting business was so complicated.

I focused all my energy on the unknown, inner wolf in me and commanded it to leave my body, so I could get my human form back. I didn't even realize that my eyes were closed, and that I had already shifted, until I felt a kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes to a smiling Damien.

"You wolf is almost as gorgeous as you," he complimented, making me blush. I was glad that it was dark and he couldn't see the blush on my cheeks.

"You own a house here?" I asked.

He shook his head, "The Council owns this island. For humans it as if some family owns it. For us, they rent it out when any wolf wants to come here."

I nodded. We had to be discreet about our werewolf business and world around the humans. For us one territory was probably a continent or a couple of states together for the humans. We had to follow some human procedures, but most of the time they didn't bother us. We had managed to not get attention to ourselves in the past twenty centuries.

I didn't realize that we were stark naked, until the wind hit my naked body, making me shiver. I wrapped my arms around myself, knowing that I wasn't helping myself much. Damien smirked at me before picking me up. I curled up in his arms, hoping he would take me to the house soon and get me warm.

I let out a yelp when he threw me into the cold water. I glared at him, but soon I felt my body warming up. He grinned at me before swimming up to me and taking me in his arms.

"What do you say to sex inside the ocean?" He asked, his voice so husky and sexy that I almost lost it right there. Instead of answering, I pressed my lips to his. He grinned against my lips, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues clashed, fought for dominance, and he obviously won.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, getting much closer to him. I grinded my hips against his, the sensation of the water sliding between us and making us sway to the waves enhancing the feelings.

"Damien," I moaned, "Oh fu--fudge!" I yelled out as he thrust his hips upward, his hard cock brushing across my swollen and oh-so-ready clit. He pulled back and grinned at me, before moving his lips to my neck. He kissed all the way down my through and dropped a small kiss right in between my collar bones. I gasped, wondering how such a sweet action made me hornier.

He grinded his hips against mine, his cock brushing my clit, driving me crazy. I could feel myself building, going crazy. He brought me to the edge so quickly and so...deliciously. I moaned loudly, the sounds thankfully lost in the ocean.

When Damien kissed my neck, on his mark, I was a goner. "Holy hell!" I screamed, "Damien...Oh!"

Damien continued to lick his mark as I rode my orgasm. The waves between my legs, touching my oversensitive nub made the orgasm last longer. When I finally came down from the high, all I could think of was Damien's monster of a cock inside me. Making me hot, making me wet, making me want him.

"I need you," I gasped, reaching down into the water blindly, and almost grabbing his rock hard cock making him groan. I held his cock in one hand and tried to slide myself on him the best I could, with the waves making it harder. Damien took my hand off and entered me in one hard thrust.

I cried out incoherently, wanting this moment to last. He thrust into me faster and I swayed to the rhythm of the waves and his thrusts. I could feel myself building, so close to the big O. I knew that orgasm would be mind blowing, the way he was moving and the way I responded was enough for me to realize that.

I threw my head back as Damien took one rock hard nipple into his mouth. I groaned and moaned his name as he sucked on my nipple, dropping a few bites here and there.

He moved his attention to my other breast and took my nipple in his hand. He pulled on it hard, making me scream in delight as the pain connected directly to my pussy as he was thrusting into me furiously.

"Please..." I whimpered, making him smirk at me.

"Please what Hanna?" Damien asked, and I growled at him.

"Make me cum!" I yelled, "Fuc--fudging hell!" I screamed as he thrust into me so hard that the orgasm which was just lurking around the corner hit me like a brick wall. I moaned and writhed in his arms, clenching my pussy around his cock, making him hiss. I leaned down and bit on his shoulder and that was his undoing. He groaned and cursed as he came inside me. I milked him for all he had, clenching my pussy walls tighter around him, so tightly that I feared it was too much. But his groans of ecstasy told me differently and I bit down on his neck harder, marking him as mine.

As we both came down from our high, Damien grinned at me. "What do you say to really going and checking out where we'll be staying for the next couple of days?"

I smirked at him, "I think that would be awesome."

Damien picked me up bridal style, and walked out of the water. I had no doubt that he probably looked like a Calvin Klein model and I looked like a cat caught on the wrong side of the street.

"You look amazing," Damien said so quietly that I would have missed it if not for my enhanced hearing. "Stop putting yourself down."

I stayed silent. How I managed to make him mad again was beyond me. I just...thought that way and he always read my mind. I wouldn't be surprised if he was snooping on my mind right now. I snuggled my head into the curve of his neck, as a yawn escaped my lips. He laughed silently, making me blush. I could feel my eyes close as he walked, and the last conscious thought I had was of Damien opening the door.

I woke up completely refreshed, and with a smile on my face. The warm rays of the sun filtered across the room through the curtains. Damien was spooning me and I made it a point not to move so that he wouldn't realize that I was awake. Damien was quite the sleeper, but when I was next to him, turned out he turned into a light sleeper. I quietly moved out of his arms by sliding down the bed.

I wasn't surprised to see that both of us were naked. And I preferred sleeping in the buff. I smirked as a thought flashed through my mind. I pushed Damien a little, so that he was on his back and climbed up the bed, coming face to face with his semi hard cock. I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking like my life depended on it. I massaged his balls with my other hand. He groaned silently as his cock became completely hard.

I took more of him in my mouth, trailing my teeth across his length. He groaned louder, "Fuck!"

I grinned as I came up for air, before going down on him again. I knew he was awake when his hands came to my head and he guided my mouth. In and out. Up and down.

I sheathed my teeth and he cursed again. I knew that he was close to cumming so I quickly hopped off the bed and ran out of the room. There was a flight of stairs and just as I reached the bottom, I heard him growl. "Hanna! Get your ass back here!! Right now!"

I grinned and walked into the open kitchen, aware that I was stark naked. It should bother me, but it didn't. But a small part of my mind nagged me, I wasn't a swimsuit model to flaunt my non-figure.

Just as I started about making breakfast, surprised to find the fridge completely stocked, Damien walked into the kitchen wearing a pair of boxers and carrying a shirt. He glared at me and I grinned playfully at him. I could see his hard on and suppressed a giggle. He handed me the shirt.

"Put it on," he said, "I don't want anyone else to see my mate."

I rolled my eyes but took the shirt from him, slipping it on and buttoning it up. He obviously didn't think of getting me my clothes or a bath robe instead.

As I continued on breakfast, Damien just stood and watched me. I felt a little self-conscious and was just about to flip him off when he walked behind me, mostly to the sink.

But when his cock entered my pussy, his intentions became clear. I moaned, completely forgetting the task at hand. Now I understood why he wanted me to wear the shirt.

"If you stop, I stop," he smirked and I groaned.

I tried my hardest to concentrate on the pancake as he pulled out of me and thrust into me to fast that I was trembling.

"Flip the pancake," Damien ordered and I moaned in response. He thrust into me again just as I was about to flip the pancake. The spatula fell from my hands and the pancake landed somewhere on the counter.

"Bad girl," Damien reprimanded and thrust harder into me. "A lesson is in order, don't you think?"

It was a rhetorical question. Damien pulled me with him, so that I wasn't near the stove anymore. He pushed the shirt up and before I could say a word, he pushed my torso onto the counter.

My pussy tingled, waiting for him to punish me. I moaned as my nipples scraped the soft linen of the shirt.

I expected Damien's hand to come down on my ass, but when wood hit my ass instead, I was torn between moaning and screaming.

He brought the spatula down again and I moaned. I could feel the all familiar heat building within me, waiting to be ambushed.

"Ah!" I yelled as he spanked me again. The sensations was out of the world. He spanked me closer to my wet and wanting pussy and I almost came right then.

"Oh no, you don't," Damien growled. "You are not going to come. I will come inside that tight little pussy, with your clenched around me and your mouth screaming my name. After that you will make us breakfast and if I want to I will allow you to come later. Understood?"

I stayed quiet. He spanked my ass again, harder this time. I moaned. "Yes!"

He dropped the spatula and his hard cock entered me in one hard, swift thrust. I moaned trying to concentrate on something other than the pleasure I was getting. I was so close and so was he.

"Please Damien..." I whimpered. His hand came down hard on my ass at the same time he thrust into me, making me buck into him.

"No."

"Oh...Oh..." I moaned as he thrust into me, bringing me so close to the brink. He yelled out my name as he came and true to his predictions I moaned out his name. He pulled out of me and gave me a light smack and whispered in my ear, "Now make breakfast."

I groaned and stayed on the counter for the next few seconds. I got up, turned around and glared at him. He smirked at me. I picked up the spatula from the ground and washed it.

"That's seven pancakes!" I exclaimed as Damien finished the lot I had made in ten minutes straight.

He grinned a boyish grin at me. "They were really good and I need the energy."

I just ignored him and got about to make pancakes for myself. Suddenly the spatula was out of my hand and I was being pushed aside.

"Go sit. I'll make them for you," Damien offered and I smiled at him. It was during these moments I wondered how it was possible for me to fall more in love with him than I already was.

"I can't eat more!" I protested as Damien put a third pancake on my plate.

He frowned. "Two pancakes is enough?"

"Please Damien!" I wailed and his eyes softened. He gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"Fine. No more. But you have to finish this." He conceded. I gave him a bright smile and started eating the pancake. It was delicious. Halfway through, I looked at Damien with a pout. He shook his head at me. I frowned and slowly ate the last bits of the pancake.

"See? That wasn't hard, was it?"

"No, easy-peasy," I muttered. "I'm going to shower."

"Okay," Damien yelled after me. "I love you!"

I turned to him. I blew him a kiss. I quickly showered, wondering what Damien had in mind today. I just wanted to explore the island and have lots of sex. Hopefully, including the big O. I moaned when my hand brush my sensitive nub. I was just about to touch it again when Damien's warning flashed in my mind. I groaned and continued showering. I wondered why Damien didn't join me in the shower.

I got out of the shower, my towel wrapped around my body and my wet hair sticking down my back. I was surprised to see Damien sitting on the bed, all dressed up in a pair of shorts and a shirt. He looked at me and grinned his I-have-a-secret smile.

I took my underwear and a light blue dress. It was padded, so I didn't really need a bra. Just as I was about to put on my panties, Damien spoke.

"Don't wear them."

I looked at him in surprise. Don't wear underwear? What?!

He smirked, “I have a surprise."

I narrowed my eyes at him, but nonetheless didn't wear my panties. I put on my dress, completely aware that I was wearing nothing inside. I blow dried my hair, curling the ends and put on mascara. I applied some lip gloss and looked at Damien, asking what he thought.

"You looked beautiful," Damien smiled a genuine smile at me. He got off the bed and took my hand. He didn't lock the house, making me wonder if anyone else was really there on the island or not.

Damien read my thoughts, "Of course people are here Hanna. They have better things to do than steal stuff."

I hugged at his tone, but a blush covered my cheeks. We walked down the beach ad we did pass people. They were a few families, but the place was dominated by couples.

"Too bad we can't go for a swim," I muttered and Damien stilled. He turned around and raised one eyebrow at me. "Did you say something?"

I shook my head. We would only get into a fight again, and I didn't want that. Damien pulled me into a secluded area, completely covered by rocks. I sighed as I looked around. The place was amazing! There were small flowers and the water seemed to stop there.

"Take off your dress," I heard Damien murmur in my ear. Without preamble, I shrugged off my dress.

Damien groaned behind me and I smirked, liking the effect I had on him. He laid me down on the bed of flowers, the water just within our reach.

He stripped off his shorts and t-shirt, commando inside. Without any foreplay of any kind, he thrust hard into me. I moaned loudly, loving how he felt inside me. He pounded me and I could feel myself trembling. I pulled Damien's mouth to mine and kissed him. He continued his hard and fast thrusts in me, bringing me close to an orgasm.

"I--I'm going to cum!" I yelled and this just seemed to fuel him. He thrust faster and when his hand reached down and pinched my swollen clit, I screamed.

"Cum!" he ordered and I knew that this would be a big one. I could feel my pussy walls tightened on his shaft. I screamed out his name as a hard, life affirming orgasm ripped me apart.

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