Still Sofia's POV

I froze as I heard the familiar voice of my mate coming from the doorway. My finger is still inside my pussy as my walls clench around it. My eyes went as wide as saucers, as I looked up at my furious-looking mate.

Beads of sweat can be seen all over my

exposed thighs, forehead, neck, and a line trickle down my collar bone, disappearing into the top of my nightgown that is now bunched around my waist.

My body is still tingling all over, but I could move my hands anymore. I'm so embarrassed

that I can't move, Damien is glaring daggers at me, waiting for...