Page 127 of Born in Depravity

CATALINA

I could feelDamien’s muscles giving out after he filled me with his release, making a wet, sticky mess between us.

He was still inside me, and though I felt him soften marginally, I still felt full of him.

I clenched automatically, sending small bolts of pleasure through me, causing my heart to go into overdrive.

He let out a small groan against me, causing a slight vibration in his chest.

I had done it now.

I was no longer a virgin, and I was no longer valuable in my father’s eyes.

I felt …

Empty.

It hadn’t been my plan to sleep with Damien.

I’d always thought that if I lost my virginity during my captivity with these three men, it would be because they took it from me.

Not that I would freely give it to one of them.

But after what Mikhail had told me about Damien, I’d only wanted to comfort him. I wanted to tell him I understood what he was feeling, since I had been used by my father as well, but he was still so angry.

And after all he told me, I—

I didn’t want him to go.

I wanted to give myself to him. I wanted to know what it would feel like with him, mostly because for the first time in my life, I wanted something other than my freedom, but also, this was my choice.

I chose to give in to him.

He’d given me a way out and I didn’t want that.

The fact that this served as a middle finger to Father had very little to do with why I wanted him to be my first, though admittedly, I wasn’t …sadabout it.

I wiggled beneath him when Damien’s weight became almost unbearable.

He pulled away from me, bracing his weight on his elbow and looking down at me with dark, animated eyes.

He didn’t look like the man upset on his birthday, but neither did he look like the man he was when he took me.

He looked like someone in between, and I was absolutely fascinated with this new look.

I cupped his cheek, the one with the scar, and he stilled, as if he was unsure what I was trying to do, or what he should do.

But he wasn’t pushing me away, so I counted that as an improvement.

His brows pulled together in a small frown before he sat up. He pulled out of me, and I let out a small gasp from the sensation.

Dark eyes took me in before he spread my legs and focused intently on my sex.

I blushed.

Even after all that we had done, I still didn’t think I could be as … free with him.

I didn’t think that would ever happen, but especially now, when I knew how obscene I must look.

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