“Diana? Are you asleep?”

Damon whispered and shook her.

“Hmm?”

Diana muttered sleepily.

“I need a favor from you, it's important, I need it now”.

He whispered.

Diana opened her eyes weakly.

“What is it?”

***The next morning***

As the first light of dawn crept through the windows.

Diana slowly opened her eyes, suddenly she felt a sore ache in her muscles, a sweet reminder of the rough night she shared with Damon.

The bedsheets were still rumpled, a testament to their intense ass fucking, and then the cream pie he gave to her to seal it all.

She smiled to herself, feeling grateful for all that happened last night....