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I’m not sure how, but his cock seemed even larger than before.

Arousal coursed through me, savagely unabated and wildly out of control. I pressed my chest up against his. My nipples were unbearably hard, and I wanted nothing more than to touch them, but the fabric of my shirt kept them inaccessible. As if he could read my mind, his fingers started to unwind the corded string that kept the vested bodice closed. His touch seemed gentle, in stark contrast to the savagery he’d shown before.

Gradually, he untied it and the fabric started to part. Without the support of the dress, my breasts hung heavy with desire, but he didn’t touch them, at least not yet. Instead of giving me what I wanted right away, he stared into my eyes and undid the cord the rest of the way.

“I should run away from you,” he murmured.

“Don’t,” I answered, my voice only a whisper in return.

“I could hurt you,” he rasped. His shoulders bowed with regret, but he didn’t pull away even though I could tell that he wanted to.

“You won’t,” I replied, more confidently this time.

“You shouldn’t have left the village,” he scolded.

“I know,” I answered.

“I should punish you for defying me,” he snarled. His body had turned rigid, and I leveled him with a heated look.

“I’d like to see youtry.”

The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. A tense moment of silence followed my daring, open challenge. With a hard swallow, I watched as the edges of his mouth turned up at the corners in a dangerous smirk, and I suddenly got the feeling that I had bitten off way more than I could chew.

“Very bold, little human,” he growled, but his own desire was apparent with every confident syllable. He dragged his finger down the length of my torso, stopping just above the cusp of my mound. Aggressively, he yanked the hem of my shirt up, exposing the whole of my breasts in one fell swoop, and I cried out in shock. My nipples stood impossibly erect, and his grin turned wider once he laid his sight on them.

I’d initiated a battle for power between us without even realizing it. The only choice now was to see if I could make it through in one piece.

He loosened the string until the waist fully parted and roughly pushed my pants past my hips, allowing the leather to pool around my feet. I stood there before him, fully bare. His gaze continued downward, past my bare breasts to the rest of me, and my cheeks heated. He’d seen me bare once before, but this felt different.

This time he was truly looking at me. This had nothing to do with his curse. Roken was entirely himself right now.

It was as if it was my first time all over again.

His fingers reached for me, dragging along the length of my collarbone and sending a fierce volley of fiery tingles racing through me. With a sharp gasp, I watched his fingertips trail down my arms, the electric sensation of his touch lasting long after he pulled away. He continued his exploration of me, using his fingers to explore along with his heated gaze.

My whole body trembled, my core constricting and my skin blazing with an aroused fever. Even my legs quaked as I swallowed hard, realizing that I was getting so wet that it was making my thighs slick enough to slide against one another.

My face flushed along with the rest of me.

“You’re so beautiful like this, naked and trembling as you wait for me to punish you,” he purred, and my legs went weak.

I watched with bated breath as he pulled his hands away and lifted them out to his side, raising them up as a bright green sphere spiraled above them. All of a sudden, the brush around me began to move. Vines snaked along the forest floor until they circled around my ankles and up my legs, then around my waist.

I cried out in alarm. Roken smirked with seductive amusement.

More and more vines encircled my ankles and my wrists. When they lifted me clean off the ground, I shrieked, my nerves getting the best of me. Roken watched, his eyes sparkling with darkly enticing intent. Once the vines held me aloft enough so that our gazes were level, they stopped moving, and I whimpered out loud.

I was fully bound.

My arms were held out above my head, my ankles spread wide enough to put all of me on display. A vine had wrapped around each breast, lifting and presenting it like a centerpiece. Despite the vines encircling my waist, there was nothing covering my naked backside or my very bare and very wet pussy.

In fact, this shamefully exposed all of it.

His gaze roved up and down my body like he knew what I was thinking, and I blushed hard. I attempted to bring my thighs closer together in a ploy to hide my arousal, but the vines only stiffened and spread me even wider.

Roken drew close enough to drag the backs of his knuckles against my inner thighs. Without meaning to, I let out a small, strangled whine as his flesh slid over my wetness.

“I knew you were wet, Sophia. The scent of your arousal was strong, but I didn’t think you’d be this soaked for me,” he observed, which only made my shame spiral out of control.

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