*Isabella's POV*
And then Damien was walking toward me, and f**k. The hunger in his eyes, it was a different brand than Jacob's. Darker. It both f*****g terrified me and made me wet all over again. He pulled out a condom from his sweatpants, before yanking them down along with his boxers, revealing a c**k that was a f*****g carbon copy of the one that was inside me moments ago. Jesus Christ, this kind of twin identicalness should be a goddamn crime.
He opened the packet with his teeth, his gaze never once leaving my body, and I felt pinned, completely exposed. He sat down on the edge of the bed, then quickly pulled me so I was straddling his lap, facing him. My hands came to rest on his shoulders, 'cause I had no f*****g clue where else to put them.
He leaned into my neck, taking a deep
