Damien’s POV
At this moment, I felt like I could fly. Like I was suspended in the clouds. This was the first time I’d ever slowed down with a virgin.
The others? I’d devoured them cruelly, recklessly, and unthinkingly. I’m not proud of that life. One day, maybe I’ll hold a royal funeral in my memory for them all, and atone for my sins.
“f**k, Scarlet!” I growled, her name ripping out of me as I caught her hand, stopping myself from exploding.
Her fingers trembled in my grip as I held them still. She was new to this. I knew that. But f**k, why did she feel so perfect?
“Thought you were a virgin, Scarlet,” I whispered hoarsely, as a dangerous bead of liquid escaped the tip of me.
She swallowed hard, blinking too many times, her eyes never leaving mine. “I told you,” she smirked faintly
