An anchor

Getting to Damon’s chamber, Belinda couldn’t find any of the guards in front of his door. She could guess it was because she was coming that he made all of them leave.

She proceeded to knock on the door, waiting for his permission before going in. Almost immediately after she knocked, Damon opened the door.

Before she could say a word, he pulled her into his chamber and shut the door. Pinning her against the door, he began to kiss her again, almost devouring her whole mouth, giving her zero chances to breathe.

“Hm… hmm…” She moaned, trying to catch her breath.

“I missed this so much.” Damon moaned, lifting her from the floor and making her wrap her legs around his torso. Moving her to the bed, he dropped her and began to get rid of his clothes.

Without hesitation, Belinda began to do the same. As they stripped, their eyes were locked, feeding and filling themselves with more desire and want for their bodies.

Soon they were naked, and Damon moved closer to her, crawling up to meet