Two hours.
That was all the time left before Sophia walked back into the Blackwood estate and everything we had destroyed finally caught fire.
Damien didn’t waste a single second.
He kept me pinned beneath him in the master bed, my wrists still tied to the headboard with his silk tie, legs spread obscenely wide. His thick c**k was buried to the hilt in my c*m-soaked cunt, slowly grinding in deep circles, stirring the massive loads he had pumped into me over the last three days.
“Feel that?” he growled against my ear, one hand pressing down hard on my lower belly. “Your womb is f*****g bloated with daddy’s seed. Swollen. Heavy. If you’re not already knocked up, you will be by the time my daughter walks through that door.”
I whimpered, hips twitching helplessly as he rocked deeper. c*m
