Chapter 124

Victoria's POV He positioned himself at my entrance and thrust forward in one powerful movement, filling me completely. I cried out, the sound echoing in the night air. "Fuck, Victoria," he groaned, his grip on my hips tightening as he established a punishing rhythm. "You feel so goddamn perfect." Each thrust pushed me forward against the railing, the cool metal contrasting with the heat of our bodies. Damien reached around to cup my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers as he continued to drive into me from behind. "Tell me who you belong to," he demanded, his breath hot against my neck. "You," I moaned, too lost in pleasure to care about pride. "I belong to you, Damien." His pace increased, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. One of his hands slid down to where we were joined, his fingers finding my clit again. He circled it mercilessly as he pounded into me, building me toward another climax. "Come for me," he commanded. "Now." As if my body was attuned to his vo