Jasmine's POV.
When his lips touched mine, my heart somersaulted for some unknown reason, as my hold on his neck tightened. I hadn't been kissed before, so I had no idea what to do.
I could only lie in his arms and enjoy his chocolate taste.
"Mine." He growled, breaking the kiss and putting his head into my neck to breathe in my scent. I was about to stroke his golden hair when I remembered the situation we were in.
I pushed him away immediately and tried to get down from his arm but his hold tightened.
"And where do you think you are going, little bird?" He asked with a smirk.
"None of your business. Just let me go." I struggled further, surprised at my response to him.
I mean, shouldn't I be terrified of him? Just then, a laugh ripped out of him, and I froze, trying not to tremble as I watched his eyes darkening with desire.
"Move again and I will fuck you against that wall." He threatened and I gulped, obeying him this time.
He began walking towards the palace, and I bit my lower lip in regret.
How could I have been so careless? I possibly couldn't escape here without my powers and to have my powers, I need this Dacra off my neck.
But how do I get the key without getting close to him? I did not want to be close to this man, just the sight of him fills me with so much dread. He really reeked of darkness.
"You know, it's amusing that you keep trying to run away despite knowing your destiny is with me, or don't the witches care about the prophesies their god gives them now?" Damon asked, but I could sense mockery in his words, and that filled me with anger.
"And what would an agent of darkness know?" I scowled and he paused in his steps, turning to stare at me.
His face was blank, void of any emotions. A huge lump formed in my throat as I feared that I might have touched a nerve with my words, even though he deserved it.
I couldn't afford to get him angry since I still needed my head intact.
"That's not the answer to my question. Why do you keep trying to escape this agent of darkness that your god paired you with? Doesn't that mean you have some sort of darkness in you too?" He grinned and to my annoyance, my attention was on his red lips.
I wanted to have a taste again and seemed to be inching closer when I shrugged, getting my senses back.
I was Jasmine, not Tulip, the one destined to be with him, but he doesn't know that, and he can never know, otherwise he would go berserk.
"My lord, I have no idea why. Our god only knows the best." I replied and he continued walking, his face up front.
"Well then, you should know you are mine now, especially since it has been found out that we are mates, so stop trying to run, it's useless." He told me and my heart pounded heavily against my chest.
"As long as you belong to me, you shall never leave." He growled and I had to shut my eyes to calm my racing heart.
Why do his words seem to be melting my heart, and what were these weird emotions, especially the ones I felt when he kissed me?
Soon, we were back in the palace, and he headed towards my chamber, where we saw Jane waiting with her head bowed.
Guilt pinged my heart as I remembered that I slammed the empty jar of water against her head so I could escape since she was hell-bent on taking me to the Lycan king.
I did not want to bed him again. Now that he was my mate, I feared the unknown.
A bandage was wrapped around her head. She refused to look at me and just opened the door for Lycan Damon to take me inside.
"Leave us." He said as soon as he dropped me onto the bed and Jane vanished as asked.
Realizing we were alone, I moved further into the bed, saliva gathering in my mouth as I watched him untie his robe, revealing his huge chest.
Did he want to bed me now?
My heart skipped a beat with panic when he climbed onto the bed and reached out to wrap his hand around my waist, dragging me into him.
"Are you scared?" He whispered and words disappeared from my mouth.
I was terrified, my hands shook as I placed them on his chest, looking at the bed. He placed a hand on my chin and raised my head to face me.
"You are so beautiful. I hope you know that?" He asked as he stroked my face gently, his touch sending delicious shivers down my spine.
I unconsciously moved closer to him, wanting to merge my body with him, my flesh accepting his gentle touch but my mind working against it.
"Let me go." I was about to say when he bent and captured my lips in his again. A painful moan escaped my lips when he bit my lower lip hard, drawing blood and then licking it hungrily.
"Fuck! You even taste divine." He grunted as he lifted me from the bed into his lap, making me straddle him as he cupped my face in his hands.
My legs wobbled, especially when I felt something hard underneath me, as he continued to kiss me hard, almost blocking the pipe to my breathing.
I should hate this but rather, I wanted more and even wrapped my hands around his neck, trying to kiss him back the way I had read in books.
He pushed me deeper into him and I felt something poking me from underneath. I immediately pulled away from him, my eyes widening.
'Was that what I thought it was?' I pondered as I gulped hard.