The forest was burning.
Orange flames licked the ancient pines as Viktor Kane’s remaining allies launched their assault on the Blackwood territory. Howls of pain and rage split the night air. Explosions rocked the cliffs. The estate’s security teams were fighting desperately, but the enemy had Sophia’s intel — they knew exactly where to strike.
Inside the mansion, Damien didn’t stop claiming me.
He had me pressed against the window of the master bedroom, my swollen pregnant belly and heavy t**s smeared against the glass as he f****d me with raw, violent need. Outside, the world burned. Inside, he destroyed my cunt like a man possessed.
“f**k — this pregnant p***y is still so f*****g tight,” he snarled, slamming into me from behind with brutal force. The wet, obscene plap-plap-plap of h
