CHAPTER SIX POV: Zara She woke up in his bed, naked. Not tangled innocently. Not by accident. Her thighs were sticky, her pussy still faintly throbbing from how many times he’d made her come during the night. Damon’s arm was heavy around her waist, possessive even in sleep, his bare chest pressed to her back and his spent cock nestled warm and thick against the curve of her ass. The scent of sex clung to the sheets, sweat, her arousal, his cum. She lay there listening to him breathe and thought about Ryan. Ryan who texted good morning every day. Ryan who was gentle and safe and never once made her feel like this, raw, ruined, and aching for more. Her eyes burned with shame, but her nipples tightened anyway. Damon’s arm tightened around her, pulling her closer, and she felt his cock twitch and begin to thicken against her. She needed to get up. She didn’t move. He woke slowly. She felt the exact moment consciousness returned, the shift in his breathing, the way his hand slid po
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