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 p***y 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 me to obey his order.
“Sofia Blake, Don’t make me repeat myself, or I swear, I’m gonna bend you over right now and f**k you until you pass out on that f*****g bed,” “Hands off my p***y, right n
