Damon took over and carried Eve to the bed, he laid her on the bed gently.....the only gentle thing he planned to do.....and positioned himself between her legs.
"Look at me," he commanded, his green eyes intense. "I want to see your face while I fuck you. Want to watch every expression, every reaction."
He entered her slowly this time, letting her feel every inch as he filled her completely. Then he began to move....and there was nothing slow about it.
Brutal, punishing thrusts that drove the breath from her lungs. Damon's hands pinned her wrists above her head, holding her completely at his mercy as he pounded into her with relentless intensity.
"You feel that?" Damon asked, his voice rough. "Feel how deep I am? How completely I'm claiming you?"
"Yes," Eve gasped, her back arching off the bed. "God, yes....so deep...."
"You take it so well," Damon praised, his pace never faltering. "Take every brutal inch like you were made for it. Made for us. Made to be fucked like this."
