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CHAPTER THIRTY - FIVE: THE DEVIL TEMPTATIONS ROSE AMARA'S POV I've gotten sensitive as a result of Ethan's thorough sex, just a little friction is enough to break me. He whispers in my ear, "The enjoyment is evident on your face," and then delicately nibbles on the lobe. "Makes me want to f*ck you till you start screaming and chanting my name perfectly." My lips are forced shut as I take his hand, which is still lying on my thigh, and drive as many of my red nails as I can into his flesh. That has no effect on him. If anything, he increases the intensity. My stomach sinks and my thighs tremble as I brace myself for the impending hit. He rasps, "The more you challenge me, the more I shall put you in heaven, Princess you," before stepping back to get some food. He appears to be playing with me because he is eating slowly. I feel like a mouse who is stowed away with no escape. I keep my grip on his hand since it serves as my sole anchor right now. Even if Ethan is my anchor and knight in shining armor, it shouldn't surprise anyone that he is superior to the devil. He is perfectly aware of which buttons to press and how to do it. "You desire more? He makes a phony smile at the outer world and leans in once more. "Who would've thought you'd be such an exhibitionist? " I try to talk casually yet it comes out like a yearning whimper, "Shut up and s-stop it." He kisses my earlobe and says, "No, I can't do that, but here's what I can do." "I'll lend you a hand." 'F*ck. You." 'Here?' He presents himself as shocked. "Princess, your tendency toward this is more serious than I initially assumed." I struggle against the sparks encroaching on my body as he pulls away to casually eat. I attempt to concentrate on the food, but my hand is too trembling to pick up the spoon. "Nathan, how do you feel about going to be a grandfather? Uncle Raven enquires. I can't really focus on body language and facial emotions since I'm too dizzy. Nathan continues to maintain the same expression as he declares, "Ella and I are ecstatic." By his side, his wife is grinning. I'm not sure if Ethan was telling the truth, but either way, they don't seem happy with the information. Uncle Raven takes a sip from his drink and says, "Good, good. Children should be playing around this house." "I never imagined Rose would be the maternal kind," Kean says, wiping his mouth with the back of his palm like a wild animal as his eyes fix on me. As soon as everyone's eyes looked at me, I cursed silently. I'm struggling to maintain my composure right now. There is no way in hell I can talk, yet if I let Lean' s provocations stand, it will come off as a weakness. Every day, I gather my thoughts and make my voice by swallowing several times. In a casual tone, Ethan says, "People change." Kean responds, "Apparently they do if she allows you to speak to her." Even though I'm fuming inside, I manage to say in a semi-calm voice. "Well, he won't have to kick your ass on my behalf." While some people giggle and others scoff, Pharaoah smiles at me. He smirks like he is hoarding my darkest, most hidden information for later use. Everyone else resumes their conversation, and after Pharaoah has finished tormenting me, he joins them a little too late. The vibration between my legs grows just as I'm about to glance at Hades to check whether he saw anything. I instinctively tighten my grip on Ethan's hand while I bite down on my bottom lip. Is he arranging for me to appear in front of everyone or what? I feel the tingles of the orgasm that is going to engulf me as my spine lines up. I yank myself up and say, "Excuse me," barely audible. It seems like an eternity until Uncle Raven gives his approval. As he turns his head, I scurry out of the dining room on unsteady legs. I cover my lips with my hands to prevent making a silly noise. I keep running till I come across a staff room and unlock the door. I slump against the wall once I'm inside. The stimulation drops to a teasing level just as the orgasm is going to hit me. No, no. I require the release. I've gotten so vulnerable to the pleasure Ethan wrests from me over the past few weeks. A weird part of me wanted to get there right away, even in the middle of all those people right now. Before my fingers can reach the object, I raise my dress and take my panties off. As I pull the dildo out and then press it back in, I clench my bottom lip. The previous sparks start to resurface as my back flattens against the wall. With every thrust in, they slowly grow. In an effort to hide my voice, my heart pounds against my ribcage, its beat pulsating in my ear. I yell as the door to the supply room flies open completely, pausing with the dildo halfway inside of me. Why did I not shut the door? Whoa, why? Then, with the fury of a thunderbolt, the reason strikes me when my eyes meet those deep blue ones. Or I know that is...Ethan is the reason I left it open. Did I secretly wish he'd followed me or something? When he closes the door and leans against it, he blocks the light and the view of the outside world with his height. And seeing him makes me wet for more. I used the dildo and looked at him while biting my lips. Three more thrust and I felt Ethan on my back. "You can use mine if you want, Princess." Why is it hard to resist this temptation?