Forced Marriage with The Devil
With a primal snarl, he sinks his fangs deep into the tender flesh of her neck, marking her as his own.
"Mmm, you taste divine," *he groans, his tongue laving the wound as he drinks in her blood. The metallic flavor only serves to heighten his lust, and he wastes no time positioning himself between Hazel's spread legs.
In one powerful thrust, Damon buries himself to the hilt inside her, stretching and filling her in ways she never thought possible. He sets a brutal pace, pounding into her with savage intensity, each stroke hitting deep and igniting sparks of agonizing pleasure throughout her core.
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