Ivy:
My feet were glued to the ground by my shock.
Damon's white eyes were crackling like a winter frost across glass. His teeth had elongated into fangs. His face was shifting and morphing into the beautiful beast that once mesmerized me by its grace.
I still couldn't move, and when his fingers wrapped tight around my throat, the ache between my thighs that Riot's embrace had given me turned into an inferno that soaked my panties.
"You're in trouble now." Ransome chuckled.
Damon's free hand ran across my ribs until his hand settled against my back, and he pulled me in against him. I could feel his power rolling from him; shockwaves of want were moving through my body, and my clenched thighs gave me away. His touch was rough, and his grip was so tight on me that my skin ached, but i
