Sophia POV Damian didn't wait. His hand shot out—not to my wrist-, but lower,. His fingers hooked beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts-, gripping my panties with firm, possessive intent,. "Damian—" He pulled. The sudden pressure yanked me forward with a gasp-, my body colliding with his,. His free arm banded around my waist, lifting me off my feet-, carrying me to the bed while I clutched at his shoulders-. He tossed me onto the mattress,. I bounced, breath knocked from my lungs-, and before I could scramble back-, he was on me—knees bracketing my hips-, hands pinning my wrists above his head,. "Let me go-," I demanded, even as my pulse raced,. "No,." His mouth hovered over mine. "Tonight-, I'm going to make you understand exactly who you belong to Wifey,." His lips brushed my jaw-, my throat, my collarbone—each touch feather-light-, teasing-, deliberately insufficient,. I squirmed beneath him, already aching for more,. Stop responding, I told myself. Don't give him the s
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