Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 16: Back with slut

"Damian!" my sister's voice and the constant knocking, made me groan and I opened my eyes slowly to find Damian's sleeping. I smiled when I saw his arms around me, keeping me close to him. "Damian Fucking Spears!" this time, my eyes widened when I realized that my sister was standing in front of his door, knocking like a crazy women. I poked Damian in his chest, which only made him stir.

Damn. He sleeps like a dead person.

"Damian!" I whispered yell which made him open his eyes slowly. His gray eyes turned a few shades darker as he stared at me.

"I'm going to fucking break the door" Alena yelled, making me chuckle while Damian stared at the door questioningly.

"Honey, there's a child in the house now. Don't swear" I heard Dean's muffled voice from the door.

"I just need to know if he saw Athena!" Alena exclaimed in exasperation. Damian stared at me with amusement glimmering in his eyes.

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