When she finally pulled back for air, her lips still brushing against his, Phoenix was completely breathless. "Why did you stop? You said you would fuck me a thousand different ways until I screamed your bloody name. Why did you suddenly stop? Just do it already, you bastard. You forced your way until now and all of a sudden, you decide to grow a conscious?"
Damon was totally confused. What the hell was this woman blabbering about? He did not mind the aggressive kiss and he definitely did not mind and request but he just did not understand what came over her all of a sudden?
Without warning, Phoenix slid down from his hip, her hands tugging impatiently at her own clothes as if they were suddenly poison on her skin. Armor clattered to the stone floor, her movements feverish, eyes glazed with a strange mix of heat and desperation.
On the other side, Blood Wraith who was now slowly regaining conscious froze like a deer in the headlights. "Ah. Sis, what are you doing?"
