His promise still vibrated in the air between them as Damien devoured her mouth again, the kiss deepening into something far more torrid, his hands locking onto her hips to erase any remaining space.
Without breaking the kiss, he crowded her backward. His sheer size and suffocating warmth entirely overwhelmed her, driving her step by step until her back met the shocking chill of the solid wall.
As Damien pinned her flat against the plaster, her hands slid helplessly up his bare abdomen, leaving the leather strap loosely undone at his waist.
She was completely trapped, breathless, and entirely at his mercy.
Keeping her pinned firmly, his large hand slid down the smooth line of her thigh to the back of her knee. With effortless strength, he hitched her leg upward, locking her thigh high against the side of his hip and opening her completely to him.
Her silk robe parted completely, pooling around her waist and leaving her exposed to his heavy gaze. Maya felt the cool air of the room hit her skin for a fraction of a second before Damien pressed his lower body ruthlessly against her center, letting her feel exactly how hard he was for her.
He broke the kiss just an inch, his hot breath brushing damply against her swollen lips.
"Look at me," he rasped, his dark eyes burning down into hers.
He ground his hips forward, dry humping her in a slow, torturous rhythm that left them both breathless.
A low, gravelly groan tore from his throat as he felt her heat through the fabric.
"You're the only woman who can make me hard like this," he muttered against her skin, his breath hitching.
"Are you sure you don't want me to be gentle?"
Maya met his eyes, dazed and high from lust, but filled with obvious determination. "I am.”
"Then you'll have to beg me to stop," Damien promised roughly.
He captured her lips once more before his mouth trailed down, dragging hot, wet kisses along the sensitive column of her throat.
Maya's fingers dug deep into the hard muscle of his bare shoulders, her head tilting back against the wall as a breathless gasp escaped her.
He didn't waste time untying the silk belt at her waist. Instead, he slid his warm hand directly inside the parted fabric of her robe, gliding up the smooth skin of her inner thigh until his palm pressed right against her underwear.
The lace was already drenched, soaking wet from her arousal.
As his fingers began to stroke and caress her through the damp fabric, Maya let out a sharp moan, her fingers digging even tighter into his shoulders. She was getting wetter by the second, her body pulsing against his hand.
Driven over the edge by how slick she was, Damien hooked his fingers into the edge of her panties and swept the damp lace to the side, exposing her completely.
He began to stroke her bare, swollen folds with light, torturous circles. The deliberate teasing sent an electric jolt straight to her core, and Maya completely lost control, groaning out loud against his skin. "Ahh... Damien... mmmm... ahh..."
The sound of her moan mixed with the intense, drenched reality of how much she wanted him sent a violent surge of pure adrenaline straight to Damien's groin.
He dragged his mouth back up to her ear, leaving a hot trail of kisses along her neck before his teeth grazed her lobe. His voice dropped into a hoarse, gravelly whisper thick with pure, unadulterated lust.
"You're dripping wet for me."
His fingers slicked through her moisture, deliberately teasing the hypersensitive bundle of nerves until she arched helplessly against his hand. Then, he gently parted her sensitive folds, his thumb instantly finding her hyper-reactive clit, every soft stroke a wicked, friction-free torment.
As she gasped against his neck, his hand slid lower, pressing against her tight entrance before slipping a single finger deep inside her.
Suddenly, Damien felt the walls of her inner core pulsing, clamping down tightly around his fingers. She was right on the edge of her release.
Recognizing the shift, he abandoned the slow pace, rapidly increasing the speed of his fingers, pushing deep and fast into her slick heat.
"That's it, love... come for me.." he commanded hoarsely.
The fast, merciless friction was the breaking point. Maya completely shattered, her fingers clawing at his shoulders as a loud, uninhibited orgasm crashed over her.
Damien didn't slow down, keeping up the rapid pace to match the tight, violent clamping of her release, pushing her higher until her body finally began to relax.
Slowly, he eased the pace, his fingers lazily sliding against her sensitive walls as her breathing turned shallow and ragged. Maya was completely breathless, coming down from the intense high, her cheeks flushed a bright crimson as she bit her lower lip to suppress her whimpers.
Damien finally withdrew his hand. His fingers were completely drenched in her juices.
Right in front of her heavy, dazed gaze, he lifted his hand to his mouth, sliding his fingers between his lips to lick and suck her sweet moisture clean.
"You taste so fucking good," he muttered, his dark eyes fixed on hers.
Maya swallowed hard, the sight of him consuming her like that sparking a sudden, bold fire inside her.
She looked directly into his searching eyes.
"Now it's your turn.

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Por qué no se puede traducir al español todo el capítulo? Solo se traduce la mitad del capítulo....
Dear Author, this novel is amazing, especially chapter 328 the love of brother for her sister. Damm good, well potrait. Keep going best wishes...