I nodded like a goddamn i***t, my whole body trembling, voice cracking as I tried to keep up.
“Y-Yes, Daddy—I want it—I want more—I wanna be your filthy little Omega.
“I wanna be used. I want you to use my p***y. Use my mouth. Use my whole f*****g body. Make me yours. Break me if you want. Just keep talking. Please—please keep talking while you f**k me—”
And holy s**t.
That did it.
Damon grabbed my throat, not tight enough to choke me, just firm enough to claim it. His c**k slammed into me again, harder, deeper, and he moaned—like moaned, from his chest, all Alpha and heat and growl.
“Oh kitten,” he snarled, grinding into me so hard I swear I saw stars. “You want me to use that mouth? You want me to fill your p***y and then f**k the words out of your throat one by one? You want me t
