Chapter 61

Lyra

I didn’t even get the chance to breathe.

Because the second those words left his mouth, he grabbed me.

His hands slammed down on my hips like he was done pretending, done letting me run wild, done letting me act like I had any control over this. And then he dragged me forward, yanked my soaked little cunt right over his cock, and slammed me down so fucking deep I swear I blacked out for a second.

My whole body convulsed.

My mouth opened.

And the sound that came out of me didn’t even sound human.

“Oh my fucking God—Damon… fuck… Daddy… shit… I wasn’t ready… why the fuck does it feel even bigger now… I swear to God I can feel you in my ribs…”

He didn’t answer.

Didn’t give me a second to process.

He just thrust up again, brutal and slow, grinding deep into my core like he was trying to carve out every thought I’d ever had. And I couldn’t stop the words pouring out of my mouth because I was overstimulated and ruined