Victor’s POV
She whispered my name again. Victor.
I stayed frozen above her, my c**k pressed right against her tight entrance. Every muscle in my body screamed to pull away. She was drugged. She was my son's fiancée. She was untouched. I had no right to take this from her, no right to be the one who shattered the promise she had kept for so long.
My hands shook on either side of her head, my arms trembling with the effort of holding myself back. One push backward and I could still save us both, could still walk away and pretend this moment had never happened.
But Iris did not wait.
Her legs came up fast and wrapped around my waist, her heels digging into my lower back with a strength I did not expect from her small frame. She pulled hard, her body arching up to meet mine, and she ya
