Favorite Sin 96
~Damon~
When I received the call from my neighbor informing me that Camilla had a gun to her head, I didn’t flinch. I didn’t freeze.
I didn’t even stop thrusting. There was no panic in my blood, no spike in adrenaline, no sudden jolt of concern racing up my spine. Nothing. Not even a f*****g heartbeat out of rhythm.
All I felt was annoyance.
A deep, simmering, venom–laced kind of irritation that spread through my chest like acid. Not fear. Not worry. Not even curiosity. Just a cold, bitter fury that she would dare interrupt me while I was still buried balls–deep inside Lyra.
I was still coming down from the high of my orgasm, my c**k still twitching from the aftershocks, the veins
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