CHAPTER 9
BLUE
"Wrong f*****g answer."
His c**k slammed into me, and I screamed. Not from pain, but from the sheer f*****g force of it.
Damien filled me completely, stretching me open and claiming every inch of my warm, dripping, p***y.
"You feel that?" He pulled out and thrust again, harder. "Feel how deep I am? Feel how your p***y clenches around me like it knows who it belongs to?"
I bit my lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction he was looking for.
The crowd was going wild, and I could hear the shout, whistles and the wet slap of hands working c***s. But I kept my eyes locked on Damien's face.
"f**k you," I gasped, sinking my teeth into my lower lip.
He laughed. "Wrong again."
He pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach, grabbing my hood as he yanked my ass into the
