(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)
Odessa and I went to her room after getting the guards, Marcellus and Layla to deal with the aftermath of the dead head guard, Alaric.
She sighed heavily when we got there, stepping inside and slowly sliding off her crimson gown from the funeral ceremony.
"I'm exhausted." She whispered, glancing back at me as her shoulders and back got exposed to me.
The room was dark, the only lighting coming from the moon outside.
I stood by the door, staring at her and swallowing hard as she successfully got out of the gown and remained in her white silk underwear and bra.
She adjusted the straps of the bra, leaning forward and exposing her ass to me.
I felt heat rise up my body, blood rushing to the organ underneath my legs until I felt like it was going to rip right out of my pants.
'So much for self-control...' Damon muttered, causing me to shake my head before clearing my throat.
"Odessa..." I muttered, taking a few steps forward.
