TINA
When Damon smashed his lips on mine and took me back to the chair, I didn't expect him to go as far as lurking his hands all over my wall. The way his hands were buried deep in me and the way he stared at me while he kissed me desperately only made me want him more as more desires clouded my mind.
I was once more desperate for his touch. I was desperate to get laid on, and I wished he never stopped. I wanted him buried deep in me, and I wanted his mark on my neck. I wanted his scent all over me.
Right now, what I wanted was different from what my wolf wanted, and when he tried to go deeper, my wolf began to resist each and every one of his touches, even though she loved it.
Since she's still angry with our mate for abandoning us after a rejection, especially all the time he had
