Page 34 of Tainted Ties

Blood rushed to my head, her intoxicating scent heightening my heated skin.

“Get on your fucking knees, Aurora.”

Chapter12

Aurora

Luckily, the blood had crusted against Roman’s cheek, making it easier for me to endure his physical appearance.

He tilted his head, raising his brow in provocation. “You said you’d do anything, yes?”

My heart sank as our last conversation replayed in my head, reminding me that my best friend’s life was at stake.

“Show me you’re not all talk and get on your knees.”

His gruff voice made me clench my hands into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms to refrain myself from gouging his eyes out.

With a click of my tongue, I held his gaze and slowly lowered myself to the ground.

“Untie my sweats.”

His gray sweatpants did nothing to hide the bulge between his legs.

My pulse thumped against my throat as heat crawled up my body until it reached my face.

Again, my body betrayed me from how I truly felt.

“What—”

“Untie it, Aurora. Then put that smart fucking mouth of yours to good use.”

This would lead to something I wasn’t sure I was ready for.

Yet my dampened underwear proved otherwise.

Maybe I’d bite it off and put him atmymercy.

Before I could reach the strings, he roughly pulled my hair back with his hand. “I fuckingdareyou,” he seethed.

The malicious gleam in my eyes must have shown my intentions.

I shrugged his hand off with a shake of my head, shooting angry daggers at him with my eyes.

If he uttered another command, I would lose it, so I took matters into my own hands.

Untying the front of his sweats, I pulled them down, his erection springing free and dripping with pre-cum.

Ignoring the urge to pull back from the sheer size of him—knowing it would feed into his ego—I wrapped my fingers around his thick length as best I could and closed my lips around the tip.

Roman moaned deeply, watching me through his hooded eyes as I gently sucked around the soft skin of his hard cock.

The sounds of his pleasure vibrated along my skin, all the way down to the wetness pooling between my legs.

I clenched my thighs as a fresh wave of hatred bloomed in me—not only for him but for myself.

Leisurely running my tongue along his length in long, smooth strokes, I dragged my teeth against the underside of his shaft, earning me a hiss from him.

I lifted a brow at him, showing him how satisfied I was by the sound of his displeasure.

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