DAMIEN’S POV

The thread snapped.

I grabbed her by the throat and crushed my mouth to hers.

The kiss was rough, hungry, all teeth and tongue and raw need. She moaned into me instantly, pressing her body flush against mine, soft curves molding to every hard line of me. Her hands flew up, wrapping around my neck, fingers digging into my hair as she pulled me closer, kissing me back like she was starving.

Fuck, she tasted like heaven and sin mixed together.

I groaned deep in my chest, the sound rumbling against her lips. “You asked for this, baby,” I rasped, breaking the kiss just long enough to speak....