Chapter 153

Victoria's POV The climax subsided, leaving my body feeling pleasantly exhausted. Damien's stamina was incredible—we'd started in the car last night, continued when we got home, and then again this morning when his temper had flared. I attempted to lift myself off him, to slide his length out of my body, but as I shifted, his strong hands gripped my hips and pulled me back down. His thick shaft thrust deep inside me again, causing me to cry out as pleasure rippled through me. "God, Damien," I gasped, feeling my inner walls clench around him. He kissed along my neck, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin as he murmured against my ear, "Who do you care about more, Victoria? Me or Patrick?" My wolf, Nora, stirred restlessly within me, responding to his possessive tone. I ran my fingers through his dark hair, tugging slightly to make him look at me. "I know you're not someone who lashes out without reason," I explained, my breath still coming in short pants. "Patrick and I haven't seen each