DAMON’S POV

“Yes, Damon! Yes.” She screamed, her voice harmonizing to the creaking sounds of the bed movements.

Moans were supposed to fan the flame of desire, but the one that escaped her own mouth turned me off. Eventually, when she reached her peak, I pulled out of her, falling to her side of the bed as I tried to stabilize my breaths with the lingering aroma of passion.

Elara let out a satisfactory sigh as she lounged in my bed, her white hair spilling over the dark sheets like a ...