JOANNA
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“I’ll tell the servants to get you breakfast.”
Damien whispered, his wet lips hovering above mine right after he pushed his body up from the lips between my legs, where he had enjoyed his breakfast.
I let out a shaky breath, my fingers still tangled in his dark hair, pulling him lower just enough to feel the heat radiating off him.
My skin was flushed, my heart beating with a melody that only he could play.
He took my lips in a slow, heated kiss, letting me taste my juice on his lips, tongue, and every corner of his sweet, punishing mouth. By the time he pulled away and got off the bed, my body zapped with the need for more.
More of his touch, presence, kisses, and hotness.
“I should feed you before I devour you even more, Mate…” Damien chuckled, making it known tha
