Claimed By My Stepdad

Chapter 7

Sophia Pov

The pleasure was almost too much to bear.

Damien’s head was buried between my thighs, his broad shoulders holding me open as his tongue worked me with devastating skill. That tongue—thick, hot, and relentless—licked me with long, possessive strokes that left me trembling. He didn’t tease. He devoured it. Flat and firm, he dragged it from my dripping entrance up to my swollen c**t, again and again, sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth with just the right pressure.

I cried out, my back arching off the black sheets as another orgasm ripped through me. I didn’t even remember how many times I had released. Three? Four? The pleasure blurred into one continuous wave, each climax crashing harder than the last. My thighs shook violently around his head. My fingers twisted in his dark hair, pulling him closer even as the intensity bordered on overwhelming.

He groaned against my p***y, the vibration sending fresh sparks through my oversensitive body. “That’s it, princess,” he murmured, voice rough with lust. “Give me everything.”

I was soaked, dripping down his chin, my body vibrating as if I hadn’t been properly touched in years—which, in many ways, felt true. Ethan had never made me feel like this. No one had. Damien licked me harder, his thick tongue thrusting inside me, f*****g me with deep, demanding strokes while his nose rubbed perfectly against my c**t.

Another release tore through me, leaving me sobbing and shaking. Only then did he rise, his lips glistening, eyes dark with hunger. His c**k stood thick and heavy, the head flushed and leaking. I wanted it. I needed it.

I pushed him onto his back with surprising strength, crawling between his powerful thighs. My hands wrapped around his impressive girth, barely able to close fully. I leaned down and took him into my mouth, sucking him with desperate hunger. He was so big, so thick, stretching my lips wide as I bobbed my head, taking as much of him as I could. My tongue swirled around the head, tasting the salty evidence of his arousal.

Damien groaned deeply, one hand fisting my hair. “f**k, Sophia… just like that.”

I sucked him harder, hollowing my cheeks, stroking what I couldn’t fit while gently massaging his heavy balls. The power I felt in that moment—the way this commanding man trembled beneath my mouth—was intoxicating. I prayed silently, fervently, that I would always have this kind of experience again. That Damien would keep ruining me, claiming me, making me feel desired and alive in ways I had never known.

He finally pulled me off with a guttural sound, flipping me onto my back and thrusting into me in one powerful stroke. I gasped at the stretch, at how perfectly he filled me. He didn’t stop. He f****d me hard and deep, his thick c**k driving me toward yet another shattering release as his mouth claimed my breasts, sucking and biting my n*****s until I came again, clenching around him like I never wanted to let go.

At that moment, nothing else existed. Not my family. Not Ethan. Not the impossible complications surrounding us. Only him. Only us.