A Vow of Thorns (Blackest Gold Book 3) by R Scarlett

Author:R Scarlett [Scarlett, R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scarlett Publishing House
Published: 2017-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

TENSLEY GROWLED.

Found her first?

Fuck no.

“She’s been claimed,” Tensley fought, turning to face the demon that tried to take away his dolcezza.

Tensley’s eyes narrowed. He recognized that face, those pale eyes of ice, that fair skin of snow, and wavy golden hair.

The prince, Fallen’s only son, bared his teeth, elongated as if he had played with the idea of sinking his teeth deep into Molly’s flesh.

To claim her as his.

“Ah, my mistake,” the prince said lowly, but his eyes darkened when he sought Molly.

Thankfully, the veil concealed her face and eyes as Tensley felt her powerful, dainty hands clench his shaking biceps.

Tensley had smelled the scent of a male close to hers, but now she stood in front of him, and he realized she was covered in a male’s scent.

“She smells divine with my scent,” the prince added, a grin of a wolf. “I wanted to make sure other beasts stayed away.”

Tensley snarled.

The beast was living under the shallow surface. Hungry for blood, hungry for violence, and hungry for his mate.

The prince stepped closer, the shadows hiding his features. One more step and the moonlight streamed through the branches and revealed an ugly cut along his cheekbone.

He stared at Molly, bowing slightly. “I shall wear this mark as a token of your desire,” said the prince, darkly, softly, as if it were an intimate moment between lovers.

Tensley growled lowly in his throat.

She marked him.

His beast thrashed. Jealous, possessive, angry. The prince taunted him, knowing very well how pissed off it would make him. The prince knew he was playing Tensley into a fury, but his beast couldn’t calm down.

Not when another beast wore a mark of hers.

“Perhaps,” the prince licked at his sharp front tooth, his eyes raking over Molly longingly, “we can come to a compromise for a night between her ivory thighs.”

Cold rage filled Tensley’s muscles, his bones, and he struck—his iron fist slamming into the prince’s cheek, bones crushing, blood splattering from his mouth.

Molly’s hand gripped his bicep and pulled him back into her embrace, seething, panting for more blood.

The prince laughed, spitting out blood onto the dark grass and looked up at them.

“That crown upon your head, that gold blood inside of you means nothing to me,” Tensley hissed. “Touch her, look at her—and I will tear your insides out and force them down your greedy throat.”

“Tensely,” Molly warned, shaking her head

The prince’s nostrils flared, but instead, he laughed again. “Her pussy must be platinum gold to keep a beast. Perhaps another maiden will let me between her thighs tonight,” the prince muttered, a sick grin warming his lip. He turned, leaving them alone, but Tensley wasn’t calm.

“Tensley,” Molly whispered after a moment of his snarls and pants. She stroked his shaking bicep, the muscles straining.

He glanced down at her white dress, ruined with dirt and torn, exposing her upper thighs. Now there was just a mere two pieces of fabric concealing her beautiful figure.

“All I smell is him,” he bit out, turning to face her.

Her eyes widened at his dark eyes, at his contorted features.

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