Aria pov
"You already have," I whispered. "You fought. You changed. You’re the man I always believed was inside you."
He kissed me softly—once, twice—then his hand drifted lower, cupping my ass, squeezing.
"Again?" I asked, half-laughing, already feeling fresh heat coil low in my belly.
"We have all night." He rolled me beneath him once more, lips curving into a wicked smile. "And I have months of hunger to feed."
This time was slower. He kissed down my throat... across my breasts... sucking one nipple into his mouth while his fingers teased the other. Lower still, placing open-mouthed kisses over my stomach, my hips.
When his head settled between my thighs again, I threaded my fingers through his hair.
"Damien..."
"Tell me what you want." His breath ghosted over my soaked, sensitive folds. "Use your words, love."
"Your mouth again," I breathed. "But only on my clit... keep it gentle. I’m still so full of you."
He groaned at my words, low and possessive, then gave me exactly what I asked—soft, slow licks and gentle sucks focused on my clit, avoiding pushing inside where his cum still leaked slowly out. Two fingers circled my entrance, spreading the slick mess over my folds, making everything even wetter, hotter.
I came again—slower this time, deeper, rolling pleasure that left me trembling and whimpering his name.
He kissed his way back up my body, tasting of us both now. "Beautiful," he murmured against my lips. "I could watch you come forever."
"Later." I pushed at his shoulders until he was flat on his back, then straddled his thighs. "Right now I need to feel you again."
I reached down, wrapped my fingers around his already-hard-again cock, and guided him to my entrance.
His cum from before was still inside me—warm, thick, leaking slowly as I sank down inch by inch.
We both groaned at the sensation. "Fuck, Aria..." His hands flew to my hips, fingers digging in. "You’re dripping with me... still full of my cum... sliding all over my cock."
I could feel it—the slippery warmth of his release coating us both, leaking out around where we were joined, making every glide obscenely wet and smooth.
I started to move—slow rolls at first, lifting almost off him then sinking back down, grinding my clit against his pelvis on every downstroke.
"God, look at you," he rasped, eyes fixed on the messy place we connected. "Taking me so deep... covered in my cum... riding me like you own me."
"I do own you," I whispered, leaning forward so my breasts brushed his chest, hair falling around us. "You’re mine now."
"Yours." His voice cracked. "Always."
I picked up speed—rolling my hips in tight circles, then lifting and dropping harder, chasing that spot inside me. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room as his cum kept leaking with every rise and fall.
His hands roamed—cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding down to grip my ass and help me ride faster. Then one hand slipped between us, thumb finding my clit, rubbing firm circles.
"Damien" My voice broke. "I’m close again"
"Come on my cock," he growled. "Let me feel you squeeze me while I’m still dripping out of you. Let me feel how much you want this."
The orgasm hit hard—sharper, ripping through me like lightning. My walls clamped down, fluttering wildly. I cried out, head thrown back, thighs shaking as I ground down hard, riding the waves.
He wasn’t far behind. "Fuck—Aria—" His hips bucked up, driving deeper. Fingers dug into my hips. "Gonna come again—inside you—fuck"
He came with a low, guttural groan, pulsing hot and thick inside me once more, adding to the mess. I felt every spurt, felt his cock jerk, felt more spill out around him as my body milked him dry.
I collapsed forward onto his chest, both of us panting, slick with sweat and sex. His arms wrapped around me immediately, holding me close.
His softening cock was still inside me. I could feel the slow, warm trickle of his cum leaking out, sliding down between us, soaking the sheets.

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The readers' comments on the novel: The CEO's Rejected Wife And Secret Heir
For someone who is supposed to be all powerful and ruthless, Damien is so lame. Marcus has outsmarted him too many times to count. Good thing i'm mainly here for the romance....