My mates in Beastworld

Chapter 344: Chapter 344 His gentleness 18+

Damon hand slid down her back, his fingers skimming the curve of her hips, igniting that familiar fire in her belly. Kyra gasped softly, her body arching into his touch, craving more. Damon’s eyes darkened with desire as he felt her response, his grip on her tightening slightly, his need evident in the way his body reacted beneath her.

Kyra’s pulse quickened as she leaned down to kiss him again, this time with more urgency.

"You’re everything to me, little thing," suddenly he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "I want you... every part of you."

She raised her head and looked down at him, her lips parted, her body trembling with anticipation. Damon’s eyes met hers, filled with both love and hunger.

"Little thing..." he groaned again, his voice low and gravelly, filled with both pleasure and reverence. His hands moved up her body, exploring every inch of her skin as if committing it to memory.

Damon’s eyes were dark with desire as he gazed at Kyra, his breath heavy. "Is it safe to enter in?" he asked with hooded eyes, his voice thick with anticipation. Kyra bit her lips, feeling her heart race, and nodded shyly.

"But... but you can’t be rough..." she whispered, her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment.

Damon’s body responded instantly, a surge of heat rushing down to his lower body. He leaned in, his voice husky as he reassured her, "I promise, I’ll be gentle." With a tender touch, he gently changed their position, making sure to be careful with her.

His body was tense with need as he kissed her, his lips trailing down to her most intimate parts. Kyra moaned softly, her fingers gripping the sheets as her body reacted to his every touch. Damon kissed his way back up to her lips, capturing them in a deep, wet kiss as his tongue explored her mouth. His hand moved to hold his hardness, rubbing against her entrance, teasing her with his slow, deliberate movements. He kissed her chest, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin as she whimpered beneath him.

"Damon... umm... hhmm..." Kyra moaned softly, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and nervousness as she felt him slowly entering her. Her body tensed, but Damon kissed her gently, soothing her with soft whispers. "It’s okay, little thing. I’ve got you."

He was so big and hard, and Kyra cried out softly as he pushed deeper inside her. But Damon kept his promise, moving slowly, allowing her to adjust to his size. His lips never left her skin, kissing her neck, her collarbone, and anywhere he could reach as he started to thrust inside her gently.

Kyra’s arms wrapped around his waist, her body trembling as she clung to him. Her teeth grazed his neck and the hard line of his Adam’s apple as she felt him moving deeper. Each thrust was gentle but strong, his powerful body moving with precision, filling her completely.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Although Damon was being gentle, every movement was so intense, sending waves of pleasure through Kyra’s body. His strength made each thrust feel overwhelming, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room as she gasped for air.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Kyra moaned his name, her voice breathy as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. She could feel his heat, the way his body was pressed so closely against hers. She swayed with his movements, lost in the rhythm of his gentle yet powerful thrusts.

Kyra’s breath hitched with each slow, powerful thrust. Damon’s body was hot against hers, his skin glistening under the low light as he moved with a restrained, almost reverent intensity. Every part of her felt alive, burning from the inside out as he filled her so completely, his promise of gentleness giving way to deep, steady thrusts that made her gasp.

Her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin as waves of pleasure rolled through her. She felt every inch of him, every motion, every sensation as they moved together. Damon’s lips never left her skin—kissing her neck, her collarbone, her lips. His hands caressed her sides, her waist, and then down to her hips, pulling her closer with each movement as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

"Damon..." Kyra whispered breathlessly, her voice trembling with emotion and pleasure. She felt so full, so connected to him in a way that transcended words. Her body reacted to his, her hips moving instinctively to meet his slow, deliberate rhythm.

His lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, "You’re so perfect, little thing... Mine."

Kyra moaned softly, her legs tightening around his waist as he thrust deeper, her body arching toward him. The pleasure was overwhelming, almost too much, but she didn’t want it to stop. She could feel the heat building inside her, the coil tightening with every movement. Damon’s name escaped her lips in soft, desperate moans, her fingers running down his back as she felt herself inching closer to the edge.

He groaned, low and rough, his control barely hanging on. His hands slipped under her thighs, lifting her slightly, deepening their connection as his pace quickened just a little. The sound of their bodies moving together filled the room, soft gasps and the rustle of sheets mixing with the raw heat of the moment.

Kyra’s head fell back, her eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure peaked. She clung to Damon, her heart racing as the wave finally crashed over her, sending her spiraling into a world of ecstasy. Damon followed soon after, his grip tightening around her as he let out a deep, guttural groan, burying his face in her neck as his body trembled with release.

For a moment, the world stood still. The only sound was their labored breathing as they lay there, tangled together, bodies slick with sweat. Damon’s hand brushed a strand of hair away from Kyra’s flushed face as he looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness and love.

"You’re incredible," he whispered, his voice still hoarse from the intensity of the moment.

Kyra smiled softly, her heart full. She reached up to touch his cheek, her thumb brushing his lips. "So are you," she whispered back, her voice barely above a breath. _{𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m}

They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms, the connection between them deeper than ever. Damon kissed her forehead gently, his heart full as he held her close.