Damon's Doll (Billionaire Dark Obsession Book 1) by Q. Zayne & Quin Zayne

Author:Q. Zayne & Quin Zayne [Zayne, Q.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Alpha male, travel romance, dark romance, biracial heroine, billionaire romance, heroine peril
Publisher: Hughes Enterprise
Published: 2019-09-27T22:00:00+00:00

My Island

DAMON

Alone in my den, away from her intoxicating scent and seductive eyes, I propped my elbows on my desk and rested my head on my palms.

What do you do when you need control above all else, and at last you have control over the woman you crave—the woman you want above all other women?

I didn’t know whether to cherish her or destroy her.

I wanted both.

Over her living face, I saw her as I first glimpsed her, pale, lying in a jumble in the dirt, her hair a mess over her face, apparently dead.

In that moment, she relied on me for everything.

My choices gave her life.

That day imprinted on me and remained deep in my heart, a defining moment, but one I didn’t know how to comprehend. Most of all, I wanted to reclaim it, extend it, take that power again.

I needed to breathe and consume that heady elixir of knowing I had complete power over her.

I’d waited a long time to bring my desires to fruition. Now, she was mine. Without fully understanding her position or her danger, she lay collapsed and jumbled, a mess, in my hands—to do with as I willed.

My cock strained at my fly.

Gripping my desk, I pushed back from it, inhaling hard, nostrils flaring, battling the urge to storm into her room and ravage her. I’d make her shriek and cling to me.

First, I’d make her beg.

The excitement of possession raced through my veins, juicing me like a speed rush. It was all I could do to leave her be. For now.

Panting, I leaned back in my chair, its contours forming to my body—a prototype for seats that would serve astronauts, upgraded to suit me in every particular.

I inhaled the aroma of the fine grain leather and imagined the scent of her arousal.

I’d drive her close to madness before I touched her. Her dilated pupils, rapid breathing, hard nipples, and sexy scent wafting to me in the Sky Lounge told me she wanted me to take her.

I’d be her first man. And her last.

My true smile wasn’t a friendly one. My true smile exposed the bared teeth of a predator.

I’d make her wait. I’d savor breaking her down, making her crazed and drenched with desire. Making her ache as I ached, preparing for the culmination of my plans for her.

For years, fresh pine gave me a painful hard-on. Winters were a challenge, Christmas tore at me. Because she wasn’t mine yet. Now, I was close. Now, I had her on my island.

She consented to submit.

Points to me. The first hurdle cleared.

I surveyed the swath of jungle and white beach framed in my panoramic one-way window. My den topped a tower, giving me a one-hundred-eighty degree view of my domain.

When I first bought my island, I collected rare moths from the jungle and mounted them with pins against black velvet. The slightest touch on their wings smudged them, ruined them. I hated that. I required perfection.

Only the excellent specimens remained, hanging in glass cases in my gem vault amid far more rare, secret prizes.

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