The Scorned Luna-Chapter 63: In The Car

Damien’s grip on her hips was like iron, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he forced her to look at him. The alcohol on his breath was sharp, mixed with the primal, territorial scent of his wolf.

​"Will you tell me now?" he growled, his voice a dark vibration against her chest. "What did he say to you in that room?"

​Sofia felt a spark of defiance flare up through her fear. She was tired of being the victim, tired of his accusations. She decided to twist the knife, wanting him to feel even a fraction of the insecurity he put her through.

​"He told me I’m beautiful," she whispered, her sea-blue eyes defiant. "He said I’m sexy. He told me that every Alpha at that summit was watching me, wanting me. He said you don’t deserve me... and that soon, he’s going to take me away from you for good."

​Damien’s face contorted, his brow furrowing into a mask of pure, lethal jealousy. "And do you want that?" he hissed, his voice cracking. "Do you want him to take you?"

​"Yes," she said, her voice trembling.

​The word snapped the last thread of Damien’s control. He lunged forward, crushing his lips against hers in a brutal, possessive kiss that tasted of whiskey and war. His hand dove under the trench coat, bunching up the midnight-blue silk of her gown until he reached her soft, bare ass. He delivered a sharp, stinging spank that made her cry out into his mouth, the sound muffled by his tongue.

​He didn’t stop there. He shifted her underwear aside with a violent tug and shoved two long fingers deep into her pussy. Sofia gasped, her back arching as her soft, tight walls clamped down on him. She was already wet just sitting on him, and the realization made Damien’s vision go red.

​"What else?" he demanded against her lips, his fingers pumping into her with a punishing, relentless rhythm. "What else did he say?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

​Sofia bit her lip, trying to hold back the moan that was building in her throat, her body trembling on his lap. "He... he kissed me," she gasped out, desperate to hurt him. "He was a good kisser, Damien. Better than you. He was gentle."

​Damien let out a guttural groan of rage and increased the pace, his fingers hitting her clit with a bruising force. Sofia couldn’t help it; a loud, broken moan escaped her, echoing in the back of the SUV.

​"And then," she whispered, her head falling back as the pleasure began to overwhelm her spite, "then he ate my pussy. He spent an hour tasting me, loving every inch of my body."

​Damien went wild. The thought of Alexander’s tongue where his fingers were now was more than his wolf could handle. He didn’t care that his driver was only a few feet away behind a thin partition. He reached down and unbuckled his belt.

​He ripped his pants down, his thick, throbbing cock springing free, dark and engorged. He gripped Sofia by her curvy waist, lifting her up just high enough to align her.

​"You’re mine, Sofia," he rasped, his eyes glowing a terrifying gold. "Not his. Never his."

​He slammed her down onto him, his cock burying itself deep inside her in one heavy, devastating thrust. Sofia’s eyes rolled back in her head as she was filled to the brim, her pussy stretching to accommodate his massive size. She screamed into his shoulder, her fingers digging into his back as he began to fuck her with a raw, animalistic desperation.

​The SUV rocked violently under the force of Damien’s possessive fury. He didn’t just want to fuck her; he wanted to erase every trace of Alexander from her body. As his heavy cock drove into her over and over again, he reached for the front of her gown, ripping the midnight-blue silk down to her waist. Her heavy, ample breasts spilled out, and he immediately latched onto one dark, swollen nipple, sucking it into his mouth with a starving hunger while he pounded into her pussy.

​Up front, the driver’s eyes widened as the car began to swerve from the sheer violence of the movement in the back. The sounds of Sofia’s high-pitched screams and Damien’s guttural, animalistic growls were too loud to ignore. Flustered and sensing the Alpha’s primal state, the driver slammed on the brakes, pulling the SUV to a halt on the deserted mountain shoulder. The escort cars behind them screeched to a stop, the guards stepping out, but they quickly turned their backs, faces flushing with embarrassment as the entire SUV continued to bounce on its shocks.

​Damien didn’t care. He was a man possessed. He grabbed Sofia by her voluptuous waist and hauled her off his lap.

​"Look at the glass, Sofia!" he roared, his voice thick with lust and whiskey.

​He bent her forward, slamming her chest against the tinted window so she was forced to stare at her own blurred reflection. He knelt behind her, his knees between her thick, silky thighs, and shoved his cock back into her from behind. Sofia let out a choked cry as he bottomed out inside her, her pussy stretching to its absolute limit.

​He began to fuck her with an aggressive, territorial rhythm, his hands reaching around to slap and squeeze her soft, heavy ass until the flesh was red. The tinted glass was the only thing between her and the guards outside, and the thrill of the near-exposure made her pussy clench around him even tighter, soaking his shaft in her juices.

​"You’re mine, Sofia! See how wet you are for me?" he hissed into her ear, his teeth grazing her lobe. "This pussy belongs to me. It belongs to me!"

​He reached down, his thumb finding her clitoris and rubbing it with a bruising, relentless pressure while he continued to hammer into her. Sofia was a mess of sobs and moans, her body trembling as she peaked again, her internal muscles milking him.

​Sensing he was about to cum, Damien let out a final, jagged growl. He didn’t want it to end yet. He pulled out with a wet pop, leaving Sofia gasping and reaching for him. He grabbed her and flipped her over, forcing her to lie flat on her stomach across the leather seat.

​"Spread them," he commanded.

​He pushed her legs wide apart, exposing her dripping, swollen pussy to the cool air of the car. He didn’t go back in with his cock. Instead, he dropped his head and buried his face between her voluptuous cheeks. He began to lick her with a raw, savage intensity, his tongue lashing over her clit and diving deep into her opening, drinking the mixture of his own cum and her honeyed arousal. He wanted to taste himself on her, to ensure every inch of her was reclaimed.

​Sofia buried her face in the leather, her muffled screams of pleasure echoing as he ate her out with a desperate, starving hunger.

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