Favorite Sin 6

I didn’t even make it to the bed.

I barely got the door closed.

I stumbled inside my room like my legs didn’t belong to me, like I wasn’t human anymore, just some sick, soaked thing possessed by the scent of him. Of Damon. Of Alpha. His sweat. His skin. His c**k.

f**k.

My back hit the door with a thud.

I just stood there. Shaking. Breathing like I’d just run miles barefoot through snow. My hands were trembling. My cunt was throbbing. My panties stuck to me like wet silk, soaked straight through, clinging to the lips of my p***y like they were trying to keep the heat inside.