41: LITTLE ANGRY MONSTER!

Damien didn't know how to lie about his situation. The only thing he thought were the words that he said. A lot of thoughts were rushing through his mind. But he didn't want Clara to think of him otherwise. He still remembers when Clara thought that he was going to rape her and she was devasted by his actions. She didn't want her thinking that all he wants is to 'slide between her kegs,' she wanted her to see that that is not who he is, he is more than that type of a guy.

"Am happy that you are okay," Clara mumbled while lifting the ice pack on his face, "where should I run this?" Asked Clara.

Damien got startled and swallowed hard, Clara saw how his throat was moving slow, up and down.

"I'll...., bring," he stammered lifting his hands to grab the ice from Clara but Clara raised it higher.

"I want to help you, Damien," she said softly playing with the ice pack in the air out of Damien's reach.

Damien didn't know what to her. He wanted to snatch the ice bag and dump it inside the bathtub but he couldn't. At the same time, he was undecided in were to tell Clara to rub the ice pack on.

Clara moved out of his sight and went behind him, 

"What are you doing Clara?" Asked Damien turning around.

Instead of replying, Clara started looking at his back, caressing his back slowly while pressing, "tell me if you feel pain."

'Pain? No, I don't feel the pain I feel emotions, hundreds of emotions stack together,' Damien mumbled to himself.

"There, rub it there," he said to Clara while she was inspecting his body.

"Okay," said Clara.

Damien felt good bumps build upon his body. This time around, they were going to betray him because they were visible on his neck and arm. His cheek turned pink blushing from the feeling he got from Clara.

"Look who is shy now," grinned Clara while touching his face. 

"Am not shy, just feeling cold," defended Damien pulling Clara's hand from his face.

"Cold?" She asked before damping the ice pack in the bin.

'Fuck!' He cursed to himself.

"You know babe, you might be fooling me but you are not doing a perfect job at that, I saw you earlier," said Clara while pointing at his groan areas.

Damien became alert! He didn't know ara sea him when his towel had unwound from his waist to the floor.

"You saw that?" He asked the worry on his face.

Clara nodded though she didn't know what she saw.

Damien flickered his eyes and stood up, feeling ashamed. He avoided Clara's face and moved out of the bathroom with the towel still on his waist.

"Am sorry Clara I didn't mean. For that to happen," he wasn't even looking at Clara, he was busy in his closet getting some pyjamas.

"Damien, it's okay you know," she said while following Damien.

Damien knew that was not okay. What was he even thinking about allowing Clara to sleep with him tonight?

Did he even remember that his little brother has emotions and growls like a monster?

Over the weekend Clara had come to visit because there was a family gathering. He introduced him to his cousins but they never slept together because his other cousins also slept in the mansion. 

He thought Clara would be okay with them sleeping together and giving Davids the extra rooms.

"She may be thinking the worst of me even though she is acting all cool," he asked himself.

"Yeah dude, you want to sleep with her in the same bed? What's that?" His confused mind replied.

"Damien," called Clara while poking him.

He turned around only to collide with herein his closet.

Her face fell on his chest while his head knocked over the door of the closet.

"Sorry about that," said Damien while avoiding her gaze.

"Look at me please Damien, look at me," begged Clara while shaking his hand.

Damien turned slowly and looked at her.

Clara lifted her hands and placed them on his cheeks. Caressing them softly. Damien felt the effect of her hands as they slide up and down his cheeks.

Clara faced him and their eyes interlock. They got lost in each other gaze. 

Damien didn't know what he felt, but he knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to slowly move his lips to lock with hers, he wanted to touch her, his resisting hands were already moving to his waist. He eyed her neck like a vampire that wants to mark his mate. His emotions rushed up to his mind.

Clara was glued, mesmerised with Damien's glass black orbs. He regretted not loving him first before she fell for Nathan. She regretted hiding her feelings ever since they met alone at his aunt's house. 

She wanted to cry it out, she wanted to take back time but it's too late. But still locking his eyes with hers, she remembered though the timing is not perfect, though things seem to be jumbled upside down. Still, she is not sure of herself, she is sure as hell that this man is all she wants.

"I love you, Damien, I love you and I've loved you and I regret telling you that, I know that...," 

She didn't even complete her sentence before Damien crushed his lips with her, she was shocked at first but she slowly closed her eyes and let that moment savour 

She only wanted this. His lips were soft, as they met with hers she felt the tingling sensation between her legs.

Damien slowly forced her mouth to open using his tongue. He captured her head in his hand and let the moment last. 

Clara allowed her hands to roam all over his body. His well-built torso. She touched his body, making her hands travel as far as they could get.

She didn't know to what extreme she was moving to, she didn't know the effect she was giving Damien.

Damien felt his growing become tight around the towel, but that's not what was in his mind right now. What he cared about was Clara's lips, he wanted the moment to last.

"Puuh," the towel fell to the ground, Damien felt a different thing touching his thighs, Clara also becomes away from the strong thing hitting her legs.

She abruptly opened her eyes and jumped out of Damiens grasp.

"God! Damien," she shouted.

Damien was shocked about his action and he didn't know what was wrong "sorry," he apologised.

Clara was not looking at him, she was busy looking at the thing in between his legs.

"Damien," she called pointing out at Damien.

Damien followed her fingers to where they were pointing.

"Clara, Clara get out," shouted Damien realizing the mistake he had done. He hadn't realised that the towel was down and his angry little brother was growling and charging at Clara.

He pushed Clara out and quickly pulled the towel back to his groins.

"Fuck!" 

"Damien it's big, like huge?" Clara didn't know whether she was asking him a question or she was complimenting him.

She is still naive when it comes to sex. Nathan and she had never indulged in any and she was always happy when she told him he wants ready. 

That's why when he saw Damien, today she imagined how bug he was, she didn't want to imagine how this might happen.

"You are still young babe," said Damien coming from his closet clothed up.

"Am sorry for the little drama in their babe," said Damien while holding Clara who was still at the closet door.

"Would I be allowed to see it?" Asked Clara flushing her face all red.

"maybe,  but not now babe," replied Damien while stroking her cheeks.

He didn't want Things to be more awkward between them. He placed the pillows in between the bed and asked Clara to jump in.

"Why are you putting pillows in between Damien?" Asked Clara with a shocked expression on her face.

"To avoid the mistakes from happening again babe," relied on Damien.

"What, I've already seen you babe, and I know you won't go anything to harm me," 

Clara was sure that Damien can control his emotions when they are together. She just didn't want their sleeping to be awkward making them have an awkward moment in the morning.

Damien was also lost in thoughts. Clara was right, the only way to show her that he is not after sex is to sleep with her without the pillows between. He removed the pillows and threw them in the ground leaving only two pillows for them.

He allowed Clara to go in first before joining her. "Are you sure you won't feel cold?" Asked Damien while spooning Clara.

Clara giggled and faced him, "you are here spooning me, why would feel cold babe."

Damien intern chuckled and saw how easy and safe she felt in her embrace. He kissed his forehead and wished him goodnight.

"Good night to babe," replied Clara turning to face the other side of the bed.