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Eli’s mouth goes dry. “You watch,” Damian says. “Don’t touch.” Damian finishes undressing slowly—deliberately—never breaking eye contact. With every inch of newly revealed skin, Eli’s breath grows uneven. When Damian steps toward him fully bare, Eli’s lips part in awe. Damian smirks. “You like what you see.” “I… yes…” “Say it properly.” Eli’s voice trembles. “I like what I see, Damian. I want you.” “That’s better.”

God, I missed my job. I glanced at the images: the afternoon sky, a lush garden, a mountain view, a decorated hall…then Jace and a woman on a stage, a brand-new car in the next photo. Wait…Jace? I swiped back furiously. “Uhm…Damien? Where did you get this?” My voice was cautious, trembling. “Yeah. At the birthday party. He’s Ariana’s fiancé,” Damien replied casually. “Okay… No wait. What?” I shot up from the bed, panic flaring. It can’t be…

Alicia said, voicing her disagreement. Damian smirked. "If having sex with me every day is what you are afraid of, then we can compromise and do it four times a week, morning and night." The color drained from Alicia's face as it turned pale. Obviously, Damian was a bad boy, like Jonathan. What was she expecting? After Damian had taken a bottle of cold water from the fridge in the sitting room, he opened it and gulped it down. The coolness of the water provided temporary relief.

DAMIEN She falls asleep in my arms within minutes, exhausted from the emotional and physical toll of the day, but I don't sleep. I lie there holding her, thinking about everything that happened today—the board meeting. Marcus's trap and the video are going viral. My phone buzzes quietly. It's a text from Sebastian: "You need to see this." A link to a news article. "TIM WARREN SPEAKS OUT: 'Damien Cross Is Not Who You Think He Is.'"

The sensation is overwhelming. Damien forces me onto his lap in the large leather reading chair, my back to his chest. His hard cock presses thick and hot against my ass through his pants. He wraps one arm around my waist to hold me still while his other hand returns between my spread thighs. “Such a tight little virgin cunt,” he growls in my ear, rubbing slow, firm circles on my clit. My juices coat his fingers. The wet, obscene sounds echo in the quiet library. “Bet you’ve never cum on anything but your own fingers, have you?”

She lay back against the sofa, willing him to move faster yet unwilling to let this moment end. But just as she had accepted that Damian was going to make her cum too quickly, he lifted his face and smirked. “Don’t tease me,” she protested. Damian laughed as he stood and unbuttoned his jeans. “You don’t get to cum without me,” Damian said, keeping his eyes on hers. His gaze was the definition of smouldering. Her toes curled with anticipation, her mouth dropped open, and her eyes glazed over as he slowly lifted his T-shirt over his head. His defined abs and his chest held her attention. Damian Steele was indeed a work of art. Even his tattoos, though unexpected, suited him perfectly.

Twelve years old Damian was seated in his room reading some books, the books were about the history of werewolf and how to be a good alpha, anyone who saw him reading the book would wonder if a twelve year old is supposed to be reading this or having fun, that day was the full moon mating ceremony, he understood that his parents were mates and they needed to be together His friend Stephan walked into his room, Stephan was a blond boy with blue eyes, for a twelve year old he was very handsome, but he was not as handsome as the little devil like the pack usually call Damian reading his book quietly Stephan enters the room and removes the book from his hands "Come on Damian, everyone is having

Because this was how it always was with her—violent, dangerous, inevitable. And she wasn’t sure she wanted it any other way. Damian ripped off her dress revealing her tities as he began trailing kissing all over her body making sure to leave red painful hickeys all over her body. “I bet you like it so rough just like your mouth is.” He said in a mockery tune as he ripped off her pants in one soft pull and her clit was right in front of him. He pulled away from her as he took off his shirt and pulled down his pants go reveal is already hard cock and got back on the bed.

He’s a tamer version of Dante with the right amount of Damien mixed up in one just as deadly combination. Damitri is heavy handed and shot first ask questions later type of guy but I know that even though my guys are like that, with me they are all giant teddy bears filled with nothing but mushy stuff and love. “Call Liam and have him come over and wait with you” Damien says as an order more then a suggestion.

I muttered angrily and trudged on. “I am in your mind, it is kind of an open book, Dominic.” Damien replied. “What am I thinking about right now?” I asked sarcastically. “You want to fuck Sage Winters.” Damien grinned and replied. I turned sharply at him, taken aback by what he said. “Yep,” he replied. “It is that open and you have a lot of freaky things in here.” “You are going to be one big distraction,” I muttered. “Don’t just jump to conclusions, Dominic, I can be of great help if you let me.” Damien sharply replied.