“Say my name,” he growled, so low and dark and dangerous it made every single hair on my arms rise because I knew that voice, I knew it like I knew the sound of my own heartbeat, and it felt like someone had reached straight into my chest and started pulling pieces out of me one by one. “Say my f*****g name while I f**k you.”
“Damon!” she screamed, the sound ripping out of her like it was the only thing left in her lungs, like his name was the only word she even remembered anymore. “Damon oh my God Damon!”
And my whole body froze solid.
My Damon?
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible because I watched him get stabbed, I watched him tell me to run, I watched the blood, I watched him go down, I heard the screaming, I saw it, I lived it, there is no way, there is no universe, there is no ver
