Todos los capítulos de His Christmas Present : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Aria’s POV The red lights came back on like a pulse, slow and sickly, and suddenly they were everywhere. Not rushing. Not panicking. Just there. Men and women in dark tactical gear filled the corridor from both ends, blocking every exit, weapons raised but not firing. Their faces were calm. Focused. Like this was the part of the operation they had rehearsed the most. Containment. My heart slammed once, hard, then steadied in a way that scared me more than the panic ever had. Damon shifted in front of me, weapon lifted, body angled just enough to shield me without blocking my view. His breathing was controlled. Too controlled. The kind of calm that comes from knowing exactly how bad things can get. “Don’t move,” one of them said. Female. Mid thirties maybe. Clear voice. Authority without shouting. I felt it then. That strange sense of alignment inside my chest. Like pieces clicking into place. Like my body already knew the geometry of the space, the distance between threats

Damon's POV My head throbbed painfully, and my eyelids felt really heavy. I couldn't open them at first. The rays of the sun filtering through the window didn't make it any easier. My eyelids trembled first, my finger twitched, and then I heard a voice. Daniel's voice. “Doctor," he called, his footsteps retreating into the hallway. A few minutes later, the sound of footsteps returned. Not just one, but two. Someone gently pulled up my eyelid, but I still couldn't see anything. Everywhere was very bright. Too bright. " Did you say he moved,” a voice asked. " Yes, doctor,” Daniel's voice responded. After that, I didn't hear anything again, as I fell into a deep sleep. After what seemed like an hour. Maybe two. My eyelids fluttered like a trapped bird, fighting for freedom. Finally, I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry at first, but I could make out some shapes. Shapes of heads hovering over me. I blinked rapidly, squinting at the brightness of the bulb above me. Things bega

Damon's POV If only she knew that saying my name like that only makes me go wilder, if only she knew that her plea for mercy sounded like an invitation to do worse. Maybe she would have just moaned alone, but I doubt that too would have helped, because her moans were like an aphrodisiac to my ears. Her breast bounced, her ass cheek shook, her moans tuned to cries for relief, but she had awakened something in me. And she had to put it to sleep again. I fucked her so hard I suddenly could not hear her voice anymore. Like it got stuck in her throat, or maybe she was reserving the strength to clutch at the couch. " I…want…to…pee," she suddenly said, in a jerky voice. I heard that, but I wasn't ready to grant relief. I continued to thrust in deeper and out, and deeper again. Without warning, she squirted all over the couch. I released her, licked her up and pinned her against the wall. Her hair dangled over her face, her breath coming off laboured. I drove back into her, deep again.

Aria’s POVTuesday felt heavier than Monday, even though the sun was brighter. I stepped into the office, feeling the hum of fluorescent lights and soft murmurs of early meetings, but my mind wasn’t on schedules or emails. It was on Damon. On the way his presence seemed to bend the air, the way he looked at me yesterday, the way he had placed me on the boardroom table like it was a promise.He was at his desk when I arrived, sleeves rolled up, leaning slightly over the laptop. He didn’t glance up immediately; he was calm, in control, the picture of the man everyone called CEO. But I could only see a man who had pinned me against the wall at the club, a man who had fucked me until I begged for relief.“Morning,” he said, finally looking up, and jolting me out of my thoughts.“Morning,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.“Coffee?” he asked, and I realized he had already placed my usual on my desk. No one else knew, no one else had seen him make it, yet somehow it arrived, exactl

Aria's POV“We…should stop,” I breathe, eyes shut.A low chuckle escaped his lips. “That is not what you said at the club, you begged for more."There was a brief silence. “Are you scared?" He asked.I didn't answer that, I couldn't. His warm breath brushed my neck, making my whole body freeze."Your body doesn't say you want me to stop,” he bragged.“How would you know that?," I whispered.He stepped closer, his body pressing firmly against mine. The room spun, my folds felt slick.My breath hitched when he placed a palm on my stomach, holding me in place against him, then slowly he spun us around so that we faced the long mirror hanging in the wall.“See?" He said. “Your nipples are saying a different story."I stared at my undeniable hardened nipples in the mirror.His hand slid from my stomach to my clit, pressing slightly on it. I let out a moan, parting my legs before I could stop myself.“Your breast," he whispered. “I loved the way they bounced when I pinned you against the wa