Damian Al Ghul and Raven? you are mine
“You are mine.”
“Is that so?” Raven tried to hide her smile, but it spread across her lips anyway, and she leaned over him, resting her hands on his chest. The sun was setting behind her, bathing her in rich red and golds, making her look like the demon she was. Damian grit his teeth as her fingertip traced a red love bite, and she met his wild stare with one of his own. “Am I owned by you, Master?”
Oh. Oh, he liked that word on her lips, and she knew it.
“What would you have me do?”
She lifted herself up, and Damian felt her heat drag along the length of his cock, and he twitched under the movement. Hell. She knew exactly what she was doing. His hands spanned her waist and he looked up into her heavy-lidded stare as she bit her lip, moaning as the head of his erection brushed her clit. He wanted to bury himself deep inside her, and make love to her until morning. It was one of the rare reprieves they were both allowed between missions for the League, and he didn’t want to waste a second of it.
Damian leaned up and bit on her lower lip, sucking it into his mouth. Raven’s moan grew louder, and she pushed her hips against his. His fingers tangled tight in her hair and he tugged, feeling her muscles tremble under his touch. He shifted his weight and rolled her under his weight. Raven reached up to tangle in the carved wood of their headboard, offering herself out like a sacrifice made only for him. His eyes slid down her curves, and he watched as she spread her legs wide for him.
“I am yours to command.”
Damian lifted an eyebrow, waiting.
“Master.”
He entered her in one swift movement, letting himself savor her arched back and low moan. Raven’s hands tightened in the headboard, and she angled her hips in a way that had them both seeing stars. Damian hitched one leg up on his hip and he thrust deep inside her, his movements punctuated by his words. “You are mine, my love. My demon. I control you. I command you.”
She lifted her eyes to his, her breath coming out in short gasps. “I am yours.”
“Mine.” His hand dipped between them and teased her clit, and he watched as she trembled beneath him, her knuckles white as she gripped the headboard tight enough to destroy it. “And you, my love... are the only one who can command me. I am yours - body and soul.”
