LOGINShe turned the phone toward Damien so he could see who it was.His expression didn't change, but she felt his movements intensify slightly....a subtle tightening of his grip on her hips, a slightly harder thrust."Pick it up," he said, his voice absolutely commanding. "Don't keep mom waiting.""Damien, no," Lyra said, her voice panicked. "How do you expect me to pick up the phone with you inside me? Don't you feel ashamed?"Damien's response was to smirk...a dark, possessive, absolutely feral smirk that made her stomach flutter with a mixture of fear and arousal."Pick up the call, Lyra," he said, his voice brooking no argument. "Now. Don't keep mom waiting."He continued to move inside her, his pace steady and deliberate, waiting for her to obey.With trembling fingers, Lyra answered the call."Hi, Mom," she said, her voice only slightly strained as she tried to sound normal.The moment the words left her mouth, Damien withdrew almost completely and then repositioned her.He flipped
Lyra screamed, her eyes going wide at the sudden penetration."That's it," Damien growled, his hands gripping her ass as he began to fuck her while holding her suspended in the air. "That's what you get for denying me. That's what you get for telling mother you haven't found anyone special."He pounded into her with devastating force, his hips snapping forward with controlled power.Lyra held onto him for dear life, her nails digging into his shoulders, her entire body responding to the brutal fucking he was giving her."You belong to me," Damien said, his voice absolutely feral. "Say it. Say that you belong to me.""I belong to you!" Lyra cried out. "God, yes, I belong to you!""Say it like you mean it!" he demanded, increasing his pace. "Say it like you'll never deny it again!""I belong to you!" Lyra screamed. "I belong to you completely! I'm yours! Only yours! Forever yours!"Damien fucked her relentlessly, his strength allowing him to hold her suspended while pounding into her wi
"Just feel it," he commanded, pulling back just enough to speak. "Just surrender to it."He returned his mouth to her clit, sucking gently while his fingers continued their slow, deliberate stroking inside her.It was a different sensation from the brutal fucking she'd experienced moments before. This was more intimate somehow. More focused on building sensation rather than claiming possession.Though the possession was still there, in the way he held her, in the way he controlled every movement, in the absolute certainty that her body belonged to him.Lyra felt her arousal building again, felt the tension coiling in her lower belly.Damien added a third finger, stretching her slightly, and his fingers began to move faster.His mouth continued to work her clit with dedicated focus, and Lyra felt herself climbing toward another orgasm despite the fact that she'd already come multiple times."That's it," Damien murmured against her flesh. "Feel it building. Feel how your body responds t
His fingers worked inside her, preparing her, stretching her, while his other hand continued to work her clit.Lyra felt her arousal building to a fever pitch, felt herself approaching the edge of orgasm.Then, just as she was about to come, he removed his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance."Are you ready?" he asked.Lyra nodded, unable to speak.He thrust into her in one smooth stroke, and Lyra gasped at the sensation of being so completely filled."Oh God," she breathed."Just me," Damien said, his hand gripping her hip. "Only me."He set a punishing rhythm immediately...hard, deep, relentless.Each thrust pushed her forward slightly, and her hands gripped the edge of the bed, trying to find purchase, trying to ground herself."Tell me you're mine," Damien commanded, his hips snapping forward with devastating force. "Tell me that you belong to me.""I'm yours!" Lyra cried out. "God, yes, I'm yours!""Say it like you mean it!" he growled. "Say it like you're
It wasn't a question.Lyra's heart was pounding so hard she thought it might break through her ribs."Damien, I...""What about me?" he cut her off, his voice rising slightly. "What about the fact that you're sleeping with someone? That you're completely and utterly involved with someone? That you belong to someone?""I couldn't tell mom...." Lyra started, but he was already moving toward her.She instinctively began to back away, her hands up in a placating gesture."You couldn't tell mom what?" Damien demanded, stalking toward her like a predator. "That we're fucking? That you're my lover? That you're completely mine?""She would never understand," Lyra said, continuing to back away as he advanced. "She would be horrified. She would...""She would know the truth," Damien said flatly. "That's what you're afraid of. That she would know the truth about us. About what we are.""We are..." Lyra started, but she was running out of room. Her back was nearly against the wall now."We are wh
At the same time, Isabelle reached out and touched Lyra's head, her palm cool against Lyra's flushed forehead."You've been like this for a while now, Lyra," Isabelle said, her voice taking on that worried maternal tone that made Lyra's heart ache with guilt. "Always on edge. Always burning up. Your skin is so warm. Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor? Maybe you're coming down with something?"The vibrator was still buzzing inside her, a constant, maddening stimulation that made it nearly impossible to think straight, let alone respond coherently to her mother's concern."I'm fine," Lyra managed to say, her voice slightly strained. "Really, Mom. I'm just... it's been a long day. The opening, the stress, the excitement. I'm fine."But even as she said it, she could see the doubt in her mother's eyes.Isabelle studied her face for a long moment, her expression shifting between concern and something else, something like suspicion, though Lyra couldn't be sure."If you say so, dar
"He was being professional.....""He was imagining what you'd look like naked." Damien's hand slammed against the wall beside her head, caging her in. "He was thinking about fucking you. About having what's mine.""I'm not yours," she said, but her voice trembled."Yes. You. Are." He punctuated eac
And Lyra found herself... not entirely immune to it.Which made her feel guilty. She was with Damien. Sort of. They hadn't defined what they were, hadn't made anything official, but still...."Have dinner with me," Julian said as they finished their meal."What?""Dinner. Tomorrow night. Not busine
"Don't want... our parents to know... shouldn't find me... in your bed...""Shh," he soothed, kissing her neck. "I'll take care of it. Just let go."Her final orgasm was gentle, rolling through her like a warm wave, and then darkness pulled at the edges of her vision.The last thing she remembered
She obeyed, her body moving before her mind could catch up.The bed was exactly as she remembered....the same dark blue comforter, the same masculine scent of his cologne embedded in the fabrics.She lay back and let her thighs fall open, presenting herself to him.Damien stood at the foot of the b







