Damien’s POVI should have walked away.I should have left her untouched.But from the moment her soft lips met mine—pleading, desperate, inviting—something inside me snapped.I couldn’t stop.She was fire and silk, delicate yet intoxicating, her body arching beneath me as if she was made to fit against mine. Her heat wrapped around me, consuming every inch of my restraint, making it impossible to think, to hold back.She was untouched. Pure. And yet, in her hazy, fevered state, she offered herself completely.I took her.Again.And again.Until the only thing left between us was shattered control and raw, insatiable hunger.Her moans became a melody I wanted to memorize. Her touch—a drug that burned through my veins, leaving me wanting more even after I had taken everything.She clung to me, gasping, trembling beneath my hands, her breathless pleas slicing through me like a brand.I lost count of how many times I took her, how many times she shuddered in my arms, calling for somethin
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