Chapter 126

Chapter 126:

Something was eating at him.

“Everything will be fine.” I managed to say, words failing me.

I continued to rock him like a baby.

“Are you into BDSM, Aurora? Because I want to fucking hang you from the ceiling and fuck you senseless, but at the same time I don’t want to destroy you.”

Damon

The moment her innocent eyes met mine, I just couldn’t.

It was as if an invisible force had brainwashed me and dragged her to a table and claimed her ruthlessly.

I would love to do crazy things to her, destroy her, hang her from the ceiling, tie her to a wire mesh fence in my playroom, cuff her hands and drive her insane with pleasure, fuck her hard from her bottom while I played with her clitoris with vibrators. I would love to plunge my new shiny dildos into her ass.

That fine ass would be bright red by the time I was done whipping her.

Goddess, I wanted to do more than that to her.

But she was naive.

I don’t think I could live with the thought of initiating her into my dark world. Aurora was too pure, too innocent.

I couldn’t just destroy that.

I didn’t even know what to do with her as I was torn between two options.

Bring her into my dark world or make love to her like I did with Ivy.

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But she wasn’t Ivy and never will be.

She wasn’t Rosa either.

A loud groan of frustration filled my head.

What if I could give her both? Introduce her to it, let her know her limits and her strengths. But I would need her permission.

Damn it!

Why couldn’t I just take her? I was the Alpha King anyway and she was my property.

Her feelings didn’t matter. She was a bot to me.

My throbbing dick didn’t help. I couldn’t even think clearly.

I just laid my head on her breasts, enjoying her fast heartbeat and the sweet scent of her excitement that drove me wild with lust.

Unconsciously, my fingers trailed down to her lap, slipping between her inner thighs before brushing against her pussy lips. A soft gasp escaped her throat as my finger moved further, rubbing her sensitive clit in slow, deliberate strokes. Her grip tightened on my arms as I increased the tempo, going deeper.

I leaned into her, pinning her to the bed with my shoulder as I took full control. My mind was clouded with pleasure, consumed by the thought of burying myself deep inside her sweetness.

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