C17 My tigh

Iris’s POV

What was happening? Why was my heart thudding loudly against my chest, as Damon carried my almost naked frame across the room, in his arms?

What was he doing? What did he plan to do with me?

“Put me down!” I shrieked, kicking my legs and hitting his shoulder. But it did nothing to stop or deter him.

He threw me down on the bed and threw his weight atop me