Page 135 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

“What is it?” he asks coldly. But something about his harsh tone is only turning me on more; it’s almost as if he’s struggling with his self-control.

“I came to deliver some good news; you’re officially an uncle. Kataleya’s had twin boys; they’ve named them Leandro and Adrián,” I inform him, unable to contain my excitement.

I should remove my hand from his arm… I should, but… somehow, I’m unable to. It’s almost as if he’s pulling me to him. Isn’t that my talent?

“Well, that’s good news… Something you or my father could have shared through the mind-link,” he replies arrogantly.

“Why? Does my presence annoy you?” I ask, turning my glamour off. “Is this better?”

Jayce’s eyes narrow, and I gasp when his hands close around my arms and he pulls me to the side, pinning me to the punching bag. I stare up at him, my heart thudding as our eyes lock.

“Wrong move,” he growls.

I swallow, my gaze dipping down to where I can see his hardened cock in his pants.

Gods…

“Don’t tempt me when you know you hold that power,” he rasps roughly. His entire body hums with power; whatever emotions he’s struggling with have gotten him all worked up, and those pent-up emotions need somewhere to go. And the punching bag clearly isn’t cutting it.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask, forcing one arm out of his hold and reaching up to brush his hair off his face, but he grabs my wrist and pins it to the bag behind me before I manage to even touch him.

“I could help you,” I whisper seductively, my eyes raking down those delicious abs. “It could mean nothing…”

I see the complex emotions in his eyes and call on my aura, causing my shadowy aura to brush down his abdomen.

“I’m not doing this with you,” he says roughly.

“And yet I’m the one you’ll envision when you get yourself off, so why not let me take care of you? I think you deserve that much after defeating a primordial,” I counter softly.

His eyes narrow, and I pull free from his hold, only for his fingers to tangle in my hair. “I am fighting with my self-control, Darling. If you push me, I will lose control,” Jayce warns me.

I lean into him, my entire body aching with desire, the need to give him what he wants consuming me.

“Then lose control,” I whisper, running my hand down his abs, loving how he tenses beneath my touch.

There’s something about seeing this man who is always in control lose it. That is such a turn-on… Our noses touch, and I tilt my head, letting my lips brush his. His entire body is tense, but his dick throbs against my stomach.

He doesn’t kiss me back, but he doesn’t need to… His grip on me has loosened. I drop to my knees, my fingers going to his pants.

Every breath he takes makes his abs flex, sweat trickling down them as I untie his pants and slide them down. My core throbs at the sight of his rock-hard cock.

“We shouldn’t-”

I cut him off, flicking my tongue along his smooth tip, a soft moan escaping my lips at the taste of his pre-cum.

Gods, he’s delicious.

One of his hands goes to the punching bag behind me, his other hand tangling into my hair tightly. I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft.

Dragging my eyes away from his cock and towards the door, I murmur a spell to keep the door from opening, in case someone tries to walk in on us. I then turn my full attention back to the god before me.

I run my hand over the full length of his manhood before I tilt my head and place my tongue at the base of his shaft, dragging my tongue along the entire length. He curses, his grip tightening in my hair. I flick the tip before running my tongue along every inch, base to tip, as I fondle his balls that are hard.

I can tell from the way his jaw is clenched, from the burning blue of his eyes, that he’s struggling to control himself.

Will he ask?

Maybe he needs a little encouragement.