LOGINDamien's kiss was different this time.Deeper. Hungrier. More possessive.His hands moved from her waist to her hair, fisting in the silky strands and tilting her head back so he could devour her mouth more thoroughly.Lyra melted against him, all her fear dissolving under the onslaught of his passion.When he finally pulled back, they were both breathing hard."Bedroom," he said roughly. "Now."He didn't wait for her response. Just swept her up into his arms and carried her down the hallway.His bedroom was massive, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, a king-size bed with black silk sheets, soft lighting from strategically placed candles.It was romantic and intimidating in equal measure.Damien set her on her feet beside the bed, his eyes raking over her body with an intensity that made her shiver."I've imagined this so many times," he said, his voice rough with need. "You in my bed. Naked. Mine.""Damien....""Shh." He reached for the zipper of her dress. "No more talki
"Just one thing." Marcus hesitated. "Your dad called the office yesterday. Asked if I'd noticed any changes in your behavior lately."Damien turned. "What did you tell him?""That you've been under stress from the merger negotiations. That you've been working long hours. Nothing more.""Good.""But sir... he's not stupid. Neither is your mother. They're going to figure out what's happening between you and Lyra eventually. And when they do....""When they do, I'll handle it." Damien's voice was final. "Is that all?""Yes, sir.""Then you're dismissed."Marcus left without another word.Damien returned to his chair and pulled out his phone.He opened WhisperVault and looked at his last conversation with Lyra.She hadn't messaged him yet this morning. Was probably still sleeping. Still recovering from last night.He should let her rest.But he couldn't resist.DarkVeil: Good morning, little one. How are you feeling?The three dots appeared almost immediately.LyraNight: Exhausted. Sore.
Damien stood in his penthouse, staring out at the Manhattan skyline as the sun rose over the city.He hadn't slept.Couldn't sleep.Not when his body was still hard and aching from last night. Not when he could still taste Lyra on his tongue, still hear her muffled cries as she came apart in his hands.Five times.He'd made her come five times and it still wasn't enough.Would never be enough.Not until he was inside her. Not until he'd claimed her completely. Not until she understood that she belonged to him in every way that mattered.Soon.Very soon.Tonight, she'd come to his penthouse. And this time, he wouldn't stop. Wouldn't hold back.This time, he'd take everything.His phone buzzed with a message.Marcus: Morning update ready. Should I send the report or brief you in person?Damien: In person. My penthouse. Twenty minutes.Marcus: On my way.Damien poured himself a coffee....black, strong and settled into his chair to wait.His mind drifted back to last night.To the way Lyr
"You're insane..."His three fingers pumped into her hard and fast while his tongue flicked her oversensitive clit.Lyra's hand flew to her mouth again as another orgasm built impossibly fast.She was too sensitive. It was too much.But she couldn't stop it."Again," he growled. "Give me another one.""I can't....too much....""Yes, you can." His fingers fucked her relentlessly. "Come for me, Lyra. Now."Her fourth orgasm of the night crashed through her.She screamed into her hand, her entire body shaking, tears streaming down her face from the intensity.Damien gentled his touch, working her through it, finally withdrawing his fingers when she couldn't take anymore.He crawled up her body, settling his weight on top of her.Lyra could feel his cock...hard and thick.....pressing against her through his jeans."Please," she whispered. "I need you inside me.""Not tonight.""Why not?" She was crying now, frustrated and overwhelmed. "You've done everything else. Why not....""Because wh
The door locked with a soft click that sounded deafening in the silence.Lyra's back was pressed against the wood, her breathing ragged, her body still trembling from the two orgasms he'd given her downstairs.Damien stood in front of her, his eyes so dark they were almost black. Predatory. Hungry."That was insane," she whispered. "You can't just....at dinner....with everyone there....""I can." He stepped closer, caging her against the door with his arms. "I did. And you loved it.""That's not the point....""Then what is the point, Lyra?" His hand cupped her face, tilting it up to meet his gaze. "The point is that you're mine. And I'll touch you whenever I want. Wherever I want. No matter who's watching.""Our parents are downstairs....""I know." His thumb brushed her lower lip. "Which means you're going to have to be very, very quiet."Before she could respond, his mouth was on hers.The kiss was bruising, possessive, claiming. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting her, domina
Lyra's eyes went wide.How was he....He'd unbuttoned her pants. She hadn't even felt it.His fingers slid beneath the fabric of her panties."So, Damien," Victor said, "how's the merger with the Chen Corporation coming along?""On schedule," Damien replied smoothly, even as his fingers found Lyra's clit. "Should close by end of month."Lyra bit down on her lip, hard, as he circled that sensitive bundle of nerves.This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real."That's excellent news," Victor said.Damien's finger slid lower, finding her entrance.She was wet. Of course she was wet.He pushed one finger inside her.Lyra's hand clenched around her fork, her breathing becoming shallow."Lyra?" Karla's voice cut through the haze. "Are you okay? You look flushed.""I'm fine," Lyra said, her voice strangled. "Just warm.""Should I turn down the heat?" Victor asked."No, no, I'm fine."Damien added a second finger, stretching her, filling her.Under the table. At dinner. With their paren







