My mouth dropped open.
The slap I gave his chest was instant, fueled by panic and embarrassment and the fact that my whole body was still throbbing from that damn spanking he gave me.
“Stop joking around, Damon!” I snapped, even though my voice cracked halfway through because my emotions were all over the f*****g place.
“This isn’t funny. I’m serious. I came here because I’m scared and confused and maybe pregnant, and now you’re making dumb s*x-ed jokes while I’m literally falling apart in your arms!”
“What?” he said, completely unfazed, his hand still possessively cupping my ass. “I’m not joking. I’m being honest. You ride my c**k like it’s your birthright and then act surprised when your little Omega womb decides to do what it was made to do? Your body takes me so well. It was meant
