Chapter 17 Y/N's P.O.V I met his gaze as my bra fell down my body. His eyes darkened, a flicker of something raw and urgent igniting within them. "Take me," I breathed, the words a desperate plea. I leaned in, my lips brushed against his. "Take me again, Damian," I whispered against his mouth, my voice trembling. "I need... I need to feel your touch again. I crave that overwhelming feeling from last night, when you were... inside me. Please," I begged, my voice thick with longing. "Make me feel... alive again." (Damian P.O.V.) A guttural sound escaped me as her hand... found me. How had she suddenly become so brazen? Just moments ago, she'd been a fragile, broken mess. Now, she was… this. I looked at her, her skin glowing in the dim light. She was almost naked, her eyes locked on mine, filled with a mixture of vulnerability and something else... something that made my blood run hot.