Surrender to Both

Damian’s hand tightens as he grabbed my hands.

“Absolutely not.”. “I don’t fucking share my mate.”

He steps in front of me, putting himself between me and Wyatt.

“She’s mine,” Damian growls. “The bond doesn’t bend. It doesn’t split. You had your time. You had her body, her moans, her cunt clenching around you while she begged for more. That’s over. She wears my mark now. She drips