Page 72 of Cruel Knots

His hold on my wrists loosens. When I don’t attempt to throw him off me, he runs his hands down my body and pushes them under the shirt I wear.

The scorching heat of his hands sizzles my skin, sending tendrils of pleasure through me. The scent of dark chocolate and bourbon wraps around me, drowning my senses in hot lust. I press my lips to his as our tongues dance around wildly. He wants to consume me and this time, I’m willing.

Maybe it’s our pent-up emotions. Maybe it’s our close brush with death. We both feel an urgency that neither of us can ignore.

Those men could be back anytime. I’m sure he’s as aware of that fact as me, and yet, a reckless heat devours us.

I want to feel anything but the terror of being dragged back to Callum. My fingers dig into the thick swathes of Damien’s dark hair and pull, forcing him to keep kissing me.

His hand slides down to cup a breast and squeezes hard.

I moan into his mouth while he proceeds to pinch my nipple, making it tighten in his grip. He gives it a sudden twist, making me yelp.

His dark gaze meets mine.

I don’t tell him to stop. The heat of his body and his familiar scent wrap around me like a cocoon. I want him inside me, the man who holds my heart and life in his hands.

My body arches against his, seeking his warmth and hardness.

Releasing my breast, he uses both his hands to clutch at the open collar of my shirt. The sound of ripping fabric erupts between us as he tears it open. Buttons ricochet off his chest as he growls and grabs onto both my boobs possessively.

My breathing turns into harsh pants as he slides the shirt away from my shoulders. I reach down and brush my hand over the hardened bulge at the front of his trousers. My fingers fumble with the button and zipper there until I can free him.

He groans into my mouth as my small hand wraps around his heated flesh. My touch seems to drive him insane, so I tighten my grip and move my hand up and down his thick length.

His reaction sends a rush of power through me. Fisting him firmly, I pump him hard and fast.

A rough chuckle escapes him as he meets my gaze. “You like playing with fire, Princess.”

I don’t reply but continue pumping him, making him shut up again and groan.

His hand slides down my belly and brushes over my pussy. His fingers easily slide between my wet folds and push inside me.

“Damien,” I moan as my inner walls clamp around his digits as he drives them deep inside me. “Are you sure it’s safe to be doing this right n—”

He shuts me up by forcing his lips on me and sweeping his tongue along mine.

I instantly forget everything I’d been worrying about and melt against him. It doesn’t matter who’s out there. We’ll be finishing what we started.

He pulls his fingers out of me, leaving me clenching emptily. I almost start protesting, but he’s bending at the knees to position himself.

My hand slides off his cock to cling to his broad, muscular shoulders as he prods the tip against my entrance. A groan escapes me as he pushes the thick head through my slick folds.

“Fuck,” he grunts as he plunges deep inside me with a single hard thrust. “You’re still so fucking tight, Lucia.”

I whimper at the sudden discomfort of being stretched to my limits. My fingers dig into his shoulders as I wait for the uneasiness to wane.

He stays buried deep inside me, allowing me to adjust to him.

As soon as soft moans escape my lips, he starts thrusting into me. My hands roam all over his back, feeling the way his muscles tighten and bunch as he plunges inside me.

The wall behind me supports my weight. One of his hands grips my waist while the other squeezes my taut nipple. The combined effect has me moaning and whimpering as he slams into me.

His mouth slides along the column of my throat and suddenly, he bites me at the spot where my collar bones meet. Both his hands grip my hips now, his hold so tight I wonder if he still thinks I’ll run away.

“Fuck! I won’t last long,” he grunts harshly. His thrusts turn short and powerful as my walls clamp around his pulsing length.

Moans and the strangest sounds escape me, my insides coiling into that familiar moment of intense pleasure, ready to explode.

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