Chapter forty-nine

“If you touch yourself, I will know. I will tie you up and fuck you so hard, you will beg me to stop.”

Alpa Damon observes Lana’s pupils darkening with desire after his words, and he instinctively moves his hand from her chin to choke her. “Don’t give me that look,” he grunts, his voice so hoarse, he can't believe his ears.

“What look?” Lana asks, blushing and swiftly averting her gaze, as if caught-handed.

She squeezes her thighs, but her little action of attempting to quell her desire doesn't escape Damon’s eyes.

He chokes her harder, his face leaning to nuzzle hers as he spreads her legs open with his leg. “Don’t do anything to beg for pleasure from me. Don't be too desperate. I may not be with you every time. What will you do then? Touch yourself?”

“I—Damon..” Lana gags, lifting her dilated gaze to meet his.

She has that look on her face again. The expression provokes intense arousal in his region and makes him want to tie her up, choke her, and give her all the pleasure she w