My throat went dry. My whole body went dry. Except it didn’t, not really, because between my legs it was the opposite, heat rushing in so fast I swore it leaked into the sheets.
Damon’s hand was wrapped around himself like he owned the world, like he was the only man alive worth looking at, and I couldn’t even breathe without feeling it.
“Oh my Goddess,” I whispered. My eyes wouldn’t move. Couldn’t move.
They were glued to the thick, veined length of him, his thumb dragging slow over the head, smearing that bead of cum, his tattoos flexing on his arm as he stroked. My husband. My Alpha. My monster.
And all I could think was how the hell am I supposed to ride that?
“You’re staring, kitten.”
“You missed it. Admit it.”
Shook my head so fast my hair whipped, but my mouth betrayed me.” I did. I missed it so much it hurt. Every night, Damon. Every damn night I thought about it. About you. About how empty I felt without you stretching me open”.
His smirk turned cruel, beautiful, dangerous.
“Good. Then stop running your mouth and come take what’s already yours.”
My hands were shaking when I pushed myself up. My thighs trembled, my body still not healed the way it should be, but oh Goddess, I wanted it. I crawled across the bed like a girl possessed, my eyes never leaving his, his tattoos rippling as he leaned back against the headboard like a king waiting for his tribute.
When I straddled his thighs, heat shot up my body as I thought I might faint. He was so big, so broad, his ink swirling across skin like dark fire, and I wanted to trace every single line with my tongue.”Damon,” I breathed, and my voice cracked because I was already gone already his. “You’re.. you’re too much. You’re too big. i can’t…It’s been a while…
“You will.” His hands gripped my hips, firm, unyielding, dragging me forward until I could feel him, thick and burning against the seam of my body. “You’ll take me because you’re mine. You’ll ride me because you crave it more than air. And you’ll moan my name so loud our pups will know exactly who owns you.”
My head spun. My chest rose. My thighs squeezed around him like I could fight the heat building there, but it was useless. My body was already wet, already desperate, already remembering exactly how it felt to be filled by him.
I whimpered. I actually whimpered like some needy little girl. “Damon ..please…

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