034 Wish Granted

Dahlia’s POV

“You promised to be gentle tonight!” I kick the man who is basically biting me all over like some big reckless dog.

“When?!” Damon raises his head to glance me with a perfect innocent, then he dives right back to my body to plant his sharp, stingy strawberries on my stomach like the most hard-working farmer ever!

I wanted to make that request. I guess I forgot?

But not everyone has muscles like his stone-made ones that don’t feel pain, okay?!

I did want to give him a good time, and I think I did it too well. The Alpha came right in my mouth when he lasted not even half of the time when he tortured me in the little black room.

Apparently, that pissed him off.

And the big dog is hiding his red ear tips by burying his steaming face on me with more torture!

“No, not there!” I grab his hair when he moves his lips south. I don’t see it being enjoyable at all if he uses his iron clamps on my lips down there.

“You don’t want it?” Damon looks shocked, “It’s the best thing ever, I