Chapter Seventy Two

(Lena’s POV)

Damien is fighting his lust. He doesn’t want to let Aurora out.

I had to win this.

So I drop to my knees, completely naked.

"Please, Damien," I begged, and he couldn’t hold himself anymore.

He walks towards me with his hands on his zipper; he quickly takes his pants and his boxers off, and I stare up at him, his legs, up to his manhood, so large that it always keeps me wondering; everything about him is glorious.

“What are you doing to me, Lena?” he says, his voice only a little above a whisper.

“I am seducing you,” I answer. I was no longer the shy girl; I wanted him, and I wasn’t shy about letting him know that.

“Get on the bed,” he orders, and I do as he says. “Now spread your legs," I obey, the anticipation building up in me. “I would give you what you want,” he says, but I am lost. Did he mean sex or freeing Aurora?. He notices my confusion.

"Both,” he answers, like he could read my mind. “But you would stay away from her, understood?”

I take a few second