He entered her slowly this time, and Lyra looked up into his dark eyes.She saw the obsession there. The possession. The absolute need to own her completely.And instead of frightening her, it aroused her.He moved slowly, deeply, his eyes never leaving hers."Do you see me?" he asked. "Do you see how much you mean to me? How much I need you?""Yes," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Yes, I see you.""You're mine," he said, increasing his pace slightly. "Say it.""I'm yours," she gasped. "I'm yours, Damien. Completely yours.""Forever?""Forever," she promised, and meant it with every fiber of her being.Damien kissed her then, his mouth claiming hers with possessive intensity as his hips continued to move.He fucked her slowly, deeply, making love to her in a way that was somehow even more intimate than all the brutal claiming from before.When she came this time, it was with his mouth on hers, his body pressing her into the mattress, his arms wrapped around her like he
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