295 Wasting Time II*

"It's hardly a waste," I said, my lips curling as my eyes scanned him up and down.

This was hardly the first time I had witnessed him in all his glory. After all, we had more than one scandalous night spent together― and sometimes, it wasn't just the nights that were filled with pleasure but the days as well. However, every single time Damon Valentine stood in front of me felt as though it was the first.

No matter how much I tried to deny it, there was an unbearable attraction I had towards him, mate bond or not. Even without the pull the Moon Goddess had cast upon us for each other, Damon was still built like a Greek god.

My lips parted, slowly savoring the visual spectacle he was putting up before me. There wasn't even an inch of spare fat on his body. Thin veins could be seen on his lower torso, where the sharp 'v' shape led down to where his manhood was.