Eve's eyes locked on his, and the intimacy of it combined with the brutality of his pace made something shift in the room.
Damian could see his marks on her shoulders, her neck, her breasts. Could see the physical evidence of his claim all over her body.
"Again," he said, increasing his pace. "Come again. Right now."
"I can't...." Eve started, but Kane's growl cut her off.
She can, the wolf snarled internally. She will. Because she belongs to us and we decide when she comes.
"Yes you can," Damian said, his voice dropping to something dangerous. "You're going to come on my cock while I mark every inch of your body. You're going to remind yourself exactly who owns you."
His hand slid between them, finding her clit, and he worked her with relentless precision while continuing to pound into her.
The second orgasm hit like a tidal wave. Eve's scream echoed through the studio....raw and broken and absolutely satisfied.
