CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
~Camilla
The moment I felt him swell inside me, thickening, pulsing, my stomach twisted in fury.
Again.
The bastard was going to come inside me again.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I hissed, my nails sinking into his shoulders, dragging angry red lines down his skin. “I warned you—”
He didn’t stop. He didn’t even...