Contractually Yours Alpha (Riley)

Chapter Fifty Six

DAISY'S POV

It wasn't the same.

When Daemon made love to me, when he bit me, all I felt was pleasure. Maybe I didn't realize it at the beginning, but he had become like an addictive drug, the more I got, the more I wanted. I thought it had just been the bites, and so I had tried getting that from Riley, but it wasn't the same.

The Luna knew where he was. Why wouldn't she tell me?

Each day, it got worse.

I scrolled through my notebook; he occupied every single page.

I had drawn him about a hundred times, and yet, I picked up a pen, ready to make another image. This was the only way I could keep myself from losing my mind thinking about him. Twenty minutes later, I was done with a perfect drawing of him. In this drawing he was shirtless, those locks of shiny black hair fell over his eyes. Damn, was he sexy. "Hello, Daisy," the voice called.

For a moment, I had thought it was all in my mind. It sounded so real. Slowly I turned, and there he stood, yet I couldn't be sure, this could just be my mind playing wicked tricks on me. "Daemon," I called, tears rolling down my eyes.

"Yes, Daisy," he answered with a smile on his face. I walked towards him, and I hugged him, sobbing in his arms. He waited for the whole thirty minutes I spent crying.

"I thought you were dead."

"I am very much alive."

This was real. Daemon was here, dressed in a dashing black tuxedo and sleek black shades.

"What happened? You left me all alone, and I was worried sick."

"I had a bit of an... accident."

"But everything is okay, because you are back now." I said to him but he gave no response to that; he finally pulled me away from me only to pick up my notebook, where I had drawn him multiple times. "I really thought I could save you, but you really can't be safe, can you?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He placed the notebook back on the table, before taking off his shades, only then did I notice the cut below his eyes.

"You are injured."

""It will heal."

"Who did this?" I questioned.

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"You don't look any better either," he noted, and I clumsily ran my hand through my hair in an attempt to straighten it; I was well aware that I looked like crap

"I'm sorry."

"Do you know what you need?"

"What do I need?"

"A very long shower."

Daemon joined me in the bathroom; he easily towered over me.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"For what?" he asked as he picked up the shampoo.

"For coming back to me."

He paused, watching me for a moment too long, and I fidgeted under his gaze. He tossed the bottle of shampoo before picking me up, my legs wrapped around his waist as he kissed me. He kissed down my neck, and I moaned; his hard length slammed into me, and I cried out his name. He turned on the shower, draining us both. He supported my hips, and I grinded against his cock. He kissed me, grabbing a firm hold of my breast. I could feel myself reaching my climax but he wouldn't let that happen just yet; he pulled out of me, only to slam me against the wall. His cock penetrated into my butt, and I groaned as his hand went round to my clit, stoking gently.

"Please, Daemon, please." I begged

I felt his tongue against my collarbone before he bit into me, he slammed three fingers into me, and I couldn't hold it anymore; I came, hard.

He pulled out his fingers, now soaked with my juice, and he let me have a taste before turning me over and kissing me.