Elina pushed the image into Damonq's head.
He was behind her, hands on her hips, taking his time, controlling her completely. She couldn't move or she'd fall.
He held her up with one arm, forcing her body over his forearm, so her head was down and her bottom up in the air. He teased her, first with his hands and then with his cock, making her plead for him, making her so needy and hungry for him she had gone mindless.
She wanted mindless. She wanted sexy. She wanted him to make her feel out of control.
At once Damonq spun her around, his hands hard on her body, the sheer strength and speed making her heart clench hard and fear pound through her body straight to her sex. Excitement and trepidation mixed together.
She knew he could read her emotions and that he monitored them, but she hoped he would realize this was what she wanted, this mixture of emotions.