Sold To The Demon Alpha
Chapter 66

Aria’s POV

“Where do you think you’re going, Aria?” He growled and even though it don’t sound threatening, my heart still started to beat faster in my chest and I gasped as his hands traveled up my arms before he placed himself in front of the door and released me.

The tension in the room was so thick, it was almost suffocating and I blew a breath as I finally met his gaze again.

“I’m leaving?” I said even though it felt like a question and he raised his brows, folding his arms and looking at me with an amused smile that made me think I had almost imagined how cold he had suddenly become last night before he left my room.

“Why? Why are you leaving, Aria? My presence has never stopped you from entering this room before. In fact I think after me, you’re the next person who has entered the West wing as much. So why now?”

“Nothing. I just don’t feel comfortable.”

His face turned serious and when he looked at the chains and back at me, he shook his head immediately.

“Are you worried about being here alone with me? I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Yeah, I think I realized that in the woods when you didn’t touch but the question now is, why?”

“Why what?”

“Why didn’t you hurt me, Alpha?”

He looked offended by the question and replied, taking a step forward towards me. Instinctively, I took a step backwards.

“You don’t need to call me Alpha for me to know what I am, Aria. You look like you’re upset about something and it is not about why I didn’t hurt you in the woods. What is it?”

I hated how observant he was and I realizes that no matter how I replied, I was still going to want the ground to swallow me but now that the opportunity had presented itself, there was no harm in taking it.

Clearing my throat, I met his eyes.

“What happened last night? One minute we were…” I trailed off, knowing that he understood perfectly what I was talking about.

“And the next, it was like I wasn’t even speaking to the same person. You left without a word. What happened? Did I do something wrong? I know that I don’t have any experience with stuff like that and that it was really my first time doing it but you had said it was good. Or were you trying to spare my feelings? Or did you not like it? You had regrets, didn’t you?”

His eyes widened at my outburst and I knew that I was wrong about wanting the ground to swallow me.

That was not enough. I wanted to disappear.

Not wanting to hear his reply, I ran for the door and my hand was already on the door knob when large hands picked me up like I weighed nothing and dropped me on the bed, his entire body hovering over mine and his eyes glowed.

“So what? You were just going to spill your guts out and run away, Aria? Don’t you want the answer to any of your questions? Do I regret it? Did I lie when I said it was excellent? Well here is your answer.”

He crashed his lips against mine and I gasped at the sparks that flew between us as his tongue entered my mouth and his hands pulled me up towards him, his hands gripping my waist and I m****d into the k**s, the sensation making my toes curl.

Trapped in his arms, I could nothing as he bent his knees and when I wrapped my legs around him, the position stroked my clit through my panties with the rigid length of his e******n. Once, twice. Silk rasped against my swollen clit and made the friction so sweet, I wanted to scream in pleasure. The bite of his teeth on my neck sent a shiver through me, while the clean scent of his warm skin intoxicated me.

“Do you really still doubt just how last night was?” He whispered against my lips and when I hesitated, he released me and went to sit on the couch facing the bed.

“Then you need to watch me when you touch yourself and see just how much you think I regretted last night. Take off your dress, Aria.”

I didn’t know where the courage came from but after pausing to see that he was indeed serious, I removed my dress, wearing only my panties and watched as he took in a sharp breath.

His hands remained by his side on the couch but I saw how he was straining to not make a move. To not stand up from the chair and do wicked things.

My eyes focused on the large bulge as his d**k tented his jeans and I swallowed nervously, taking a step further to remove my panties.

“f**k, Aria. Spread those legs for me.” He whispered, his voice sending goosebumps all over my body and making me even damper between my legs and when I did as he asked, his eyes darked to an almost impossible shade of blue and he forced his hands to remain fisted by his side.

Sweat trickled down the side of his head and I watched in amazement that I was the one that made him react this way. Me.

Feeling even bolder, I started to touch my self exactly the same way he thought me yesterday, one of my hands rubbing circles on my n****e while the other thumbed my clit slowly.

We both g*****d and when I wanted to close my eyes, he shook his head.

“Keep your eyes on me, Aria. See what you do to me.” He whispered.

Spell bound, I could only do as he asked and I m****d when he asked me to slip one finger in and then two.

I felt the build up as I increased the tempo of my movements and I could feel myself falling, my eyes closing in ecstasy as the force of the o****m hit me.

The room was silent and when I opened my eyes, I saw that Roma was no longer sitting on the couch but standing in front of the door to the bathroom, his hands in a fist and his breathing ragged.

“You should leave now, Ajello.” He whispered and even though his voice sounded broken, I was the one that snapped.

“What do you mean? We just…”

“Please don’t make me say it twice, Aria. Please, you need to leave.”

Quickly throwing on my gown, I jumped from the bed and was about to take a step forward towards him but he entered the bathroom and when I heard the click of the door, I felt my heart break into a million pieces.

Why was he doing this?

What was going on?

I had so many questions but the only person that could answer them had just told me to leave.

As if what had just happened meant nothing.

The last thought that I had as I ran out of the West wing, tears trickling down my cheeks as I swallowed back the sob was that maybe Salem was right.

Maybe Roma was incapable of truly caring for somebody like me. Maybe his heart was buried with his mate.