I didn't want to be the cause for somebody's heartbreak. It was hell with my love life with Trevor and like hell I'd wish that feeling on any one on the earth.
"I'll be inside my room. Talk. it. out" I said sternly before I stood up to leave them in the sitting room.
But, Damon as always wanted to stop me and I shook off his hold on me. No more boy drama please, Was that too much to ask?.
"Let me explain, love"
"I don't need it. He does" I said collecting the food and ran towards my bedroom, closing the door after me. I didn't need to hear their encounter.
Don't get me wrong, I was hurt. I was devastated. I wanted to cry my heart out. I wanted to blame somebody. I wanted to hide myself from the pain but, unlike how it felt with Trevor, I had some sense of security with Damon. He made me feel his heart more than the words he says. He made me feel as if I own his very soul somehow and that's why I believed that whatever it was between them it was more of a misunderstanding than an affair.
Well, even if it turned out to be an affair, I will live. No more throwing my life like dirt. Regan wasn't bad and if I was a top in anyway I would go panting lustfully for him. He was that good.
I didn't know for how long I ate my food distractedly until I felt Damon's arms around me. I was lost inside my head.
"Anderson Sybil, priceless little prince, my wife..." I heard Damon call with a low tone making his accent to stand out. That voice shouldn't be legal.
How can one own a drug like voice? Everytime he calls my name or tell me his sweet nothings. I lose to the head between my legs. And like a generous master I was of my body I did what any sane and matured gay man would do out there.
"Fuck me senseless!" I told him seriously after taking his hand to grab on my already hard dick. He gasped deliciously before coming to kiss me senselessly.
"Why?" He asked after the longest kiss we just had.
His words were contradicting his behavior. I was already on my back, my feet on each of his shoulders, his hands on my nipples, rubbing them there lazily. I was such a slut with him. No restraints.
"What? You don't want to?" I asked, stifling a moan that was on the tip of my throat.
"You know that I do!" He whispered sharply before bending down to kiss my lips hungrily.
Yes. I wanted to fill the numb feeling threatening to overtake my heart. I needed something to think about other than my cheated marriage with Trevor. Not everything is about him.
I couldn't keep on giving the idiot the power to rule my life even when he's out of the picture. I was the new me.
The problem was on how much I was depending on Damon to rewrite my stars and that's so wrong. You can't do the same thing and expect different results. Louisa was right. I needed that alone time. But, I was so weak to be on my own just yet.
"Let me explain, love" I heard Damon plead amidst my pleasure induced mind.
"No! I don't want to hear it" I found myself replying without hesitation only to believe that it was what I wanted. I really didn't need more words in my system.
My strength was in his emotions overloaded that I always feel once we get intimate.
"I don't want this to be the reason to increase the distance between us later" Explained Damon, who was busy sucking and open kissing my neck. Clouding my judgement.
"It won't. Because, I believe you, Damon. Mr Dark" I said and he growled at me before the last thing I remembered was the bite on my adam apple.
He did me so good that morning that I was starting to question if all of it was real. All the scars be damned. I didn't feel unattractive or like a dirty slut once I'm naked with him like it was with Trevor. His every kiss and touch screams worshipping.
And with every thrust of his powerful hips, pushing his dick in and out of me relentlessly, giving me the fix I was so desperate to get from him, spreading me open like a feast for his eyes... He made me feel beautiful. He made me look at myself higher than I ever thought I was. He gave the arrogance and confidence I lost during my time with Trevor. He made me trust again.
I felt so refreshed when he went to wash me up after our marathon session. Damn, was he an amazing lover.
Setting me to sit on the cushioned stool in the closet gently, drying me up before he snatched some cotton long sleeved t-shirt for my body, and some men bikini before he carried me to the bed.
"I was drunk..." He started his voice sad with guilt.
"We were drunk when we got married, ourselves! You don't have to explain yourself. Things happen" I said to reduce his self blame.
"Love, I thought he was you. They made me believe that it was you..." He tried to explain but like always no one can talk when I want speak.
"You forgot about me?" That was the only thing registered in my head. He dared!
"I'm sorry" He said sadly.
"Then, how are you here? How did you know? and Trevor...! Are you even sure that it was me?" I rained him with questions.
"He was there that night and was paid to separate us. We were drugged that night, I woke up with Regan in my arms and I thought that it was you only to find out later that he wasn't but, I couldn't push him away as he also was a victim in all this" Explained Damon, kissing the back of my neck while playing with my knuckles delicately.
"You've very beautiful fingers... Long, slender, strong, soft skin" He then complimented me with a kiss on them.
"So, you still with him?" I asked with a courage I didn't have. I was scared shitless to lose him.
"No!" He replied with so much shock and dissapointment that, I was afraid I had hurt him somehow.
"... I can't abandon him now that I have you. He helped me quite a lot with my families issues" Explained Damon.
"Are they resolved now?"
"It doesn't matter to me right now, I only care about you"
"Is the family you're talking about, those I met the first day you kidnapped me?"
"Those were just my friends who turned into family and my biological younger brother and his wife"
"Ooh, so your relatives are a pain in the ass?!"
"You can say that but,now you don't have to worry about any of that"
"Why shouldn't I be worried?"
"Because, I'm not related to them anymore"
"What are you saying boy?! Are you poor?"
"Does one need a family to be successful"
"Can one do anything alone?"
"Well, don't worry. I'm still the boss of SkiesGo"
"The fuck! The SkiesGo! The multitrillion... Are you pulling my legs?"
"Only if I can suck on your toes later on" He replied making me laugh aloud. Who'd have thought that the Damon Emule got such a fetish?.
"Actually, I thought you knew me because I am always on TV and shits"
"WOW, I'm that rich?"
"Huh?"
"SkiesGo, you idiot! That means you're my boss's boss's boss's boss's boss! And I'm married to you?!"
"And you're my boss" He said lightly and I couldn't help feel like I was on cloud nine. Flying my idiocies high.
"But, this doesn't explain where Regan stands in all this"
"What do you want to be done to him?"
"Make up your mind on that but, please don't fire me just because I was late to file a sick leave" I said and he laughed spooning me from behind.
"Who would dare?" He said and I couldn't help the smile that came out from deep within my soul.
We were still in the unknown. Still got our complications. Still didn't know each other better. But, we were happy in each others arms.