Ancient relics (4)
Damon and Talia were in bed, with him hugging her from behind.
Talia felt his breath fanning her hair, and his arms were around her while her back pressed to his chest. After a round of carnal pleasures on the floor, they moved to the bed, and now they were both sated and naked, breathing as one. Normally, she would sleep after all that, but this time, Talia had too many things on her mind.
"Damon?" Talia called.
"Yes, kitten?"
"The thing that happened with the necklace… I will do it again."
"I know."
Talia turned to face him. "You do?"
Damon smiled a little. "I know that you are curious about those things for more than just because they could resist the powers of the Guardians."
Talia was glad they didn't need to argue about this. And he was right. Her curiosity went beyond Keith's necklace with the ability to resist Gregory's restrictions.