SARAH
I blink. Once. Twice.
My breath hitches in my throat, and my heart skips a beat as a flush creeps up my neck. The way he orders me, deep and raw, makes my thighs clench involuntarily.
Heavens. His words turn me on more than they should. Malachi and Jaxon’s eyes are glued on me as well.
Still, he cannot order me around like that. I’m not a w***e he picked up on the side of the road or in a f*****g brothel. And I sure as hell am not a child he can bark orders at.
Aaron won’t stop f*****g calling! Can’t he get a hint? I don’t want to speak to him. There’s nothing to talk about.
“Sarah, Ronan is speaking to you.” Malachi cuts into my thoughts, and I look up at him.
A scoff escapes from my throat.
“You are not going to order me around like that and expect me to just…”
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