Chapter 46

Lyra

Well my mum called back and I shouldn’t have picked up. I swear to God I knew the moment my finger brushed the screen and that fucking call connected, I was making the dumbest mistake of my life.

My cunt was still swollen. Damon’s knot was still inside me. I could literally feel his cum dripping out of me like honey oozing out of an overstuffed donut and yet somehow my dumbass still answered the phone like this was a good time to chat with my mother.

“Hello,” I said, and my voice came out like I’d just run a marathon while sobbing through a porn scene. My throat was raw. My lips were still wet. My whole body was trembling. I sounded like a girl who just got wrecked. Because I fucking had.

“Lyra?” she said, and instantly I wanted to throw the phone across the room. Her voice was so sharp, so clear, so full of motherly suspicion it made me clench around Damon’s cock all over again.

I froze.

Damon didn’t.

He was still behind me. Sti