Aria's POV
We were a tangle of limbs and desperation, clothes scattered across the floor like fallen leaves.
Damon’s mouth was everywhere, hot and demanding. He was claiming my neck, my breasts, the curve of my stomach.
His hands gripped my hips with bruising strength as he moved above me, inside me, driving us both toward the edge.
The mate bond blazed between us, wild and consuming.
Lydia howled in ecstasy. Yes! Rhein, mate! More...
My back arched off the table, a broken moan tearing from my throat. I was so close, teetering right there...
"Aria..." My name left his lips like a prayer. "I've missed you."
Before I could answer, my phone rang. The shrill ringtone shattered everything. The screen lit up: Video call from Elona.
Reality crashed over me like ice water. I shoved Damon
