“Everyone has a darker nature. Everyone. Good men, fear it, and evil men embrace it.” I’ve embraced my dark side, little Robin. How about you?
Little Robin! This was too much. He obviously loved her, clearly lusted after her and was willing to submit to a very permanent change and become a vampire to be with her.
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We were all over each other. One second I jumped in joy of victory. The next we jumped each other.
The second Damian’s emotions flared with painful longing, Raven’s emotions burst with mirroring wants.
I jumped him and he pulled me into him. His wide shoulders enveloped me, crushing me. I was plastered myself onto him, chest to chest. Her softness with his muscular-ness. Damian tucked me in as he devoured my mouth. Nipped at my lips.
He captured my wrist, placing them on his back, encoring me to touch him. I was surrounded by Damian. His smell, heat and his emotions pulled me in. Making me shatteringly aware our joint arousal.
If shocked me, proper, precise impersonal Damian vanished, replaced with a sweet hunger that wanted to eat me up. He felt so good, so right. And she knew he felt the same raw desire as she did. It was a heady feeling.
I loved his body. Satisfaction welled up inside her looking for relief. Enjoy this, savour the here she reminded herself.
“Beloved,” he moaned. He felt conflicted. His resistance was unnatural, disrupting his life patterns.
He started kissing me, using his tongue, rubbing his prickly stubble against my sensitive skin.
Nothing in my experience prepared me for this. For us. Together. I was trembling. The intimacy was instant and shocking as we pawed each other filled with such sensations. I never thought it could be like this, I reflected. Otherwise I’ve never have waited this long. No wonder people lose rationality over this.
Damian murmured something else. Or moaned. Or I moaned. There was a lot of panting and moaning while we searched for our bliss.
I was becoming addicted to Damian Wayne. Intuitive. Instintic. His breath on my skin was enough to get me ready.
So ready.
Venerability leaked from Damian.
This was not uncomplicated. It was impossible.
I’d known it was a mistake to work with a robin. Always trying to prove how clever they were. Headstrong, stubborn, set in their ways. But Damian was clever, and ever so considerate. Cooking for them while we worked. Willing to accommodate her dietary needs. Willing to accommodate her! Raven had never felt so special.
The sensations paused. No don’t stop, she thought urgently. Willing Damian to follow their actions to their natural conclusion.
But Damian was unwilling to corporate. He was talking to her.
He wanted to converse now!
Now!
Were all Robins mad?
Need ripped through me.
“Don’t stop,” I begged.
Begged.
I pulled my empathy into me. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to influence him. I trusted him to know himself.
I panicked.
There was nothing to do.
Domain whirled me to the small couch. Onto the soft couching.
Yes ! Yes!
I quickly checked my shields and yes, this was his own decision. Damian wanted me all on his own. I felt his need for me. It was all consuming. Looking at me and touching me, me touching him, turned him on like nothing else.
This was the best part of being an empath. I loved his feeling, I loved his body.
“Bed? He asked in a husky murmur against my shoulder.
We probably should. Damian’s weight on me, as he balanced on his hands either side of me was too good, I didn’t want to leave.
