Augustine: Virgo King: Dark Mail Order Bride Romance by Jasper Jamila

Author:Jasper, Jamila
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Trinity

The ‘r-word’ works like a charm on white men. Every single white boyfriend I’ve had in the past has quickly learned his place once I muttered it under my breath. Something about Augustine’s devilish stare makes me question my tried and true methods. My throat tightens. Something isn’t right. He isn’t backing down.

“Let me get this straight,” he says calmly, bending over me so his gigantic body blocks any chance of outright escape I might have had. “You think if you call me a racist, I won’t bend you over my lap, strip those panties off and spank your big black ass until you scream?”

Holy fuck, he’s crazy. Augustine is fucking crazy. Why does the Lord play like this? Why does he put the craziest men in the biggest, sexiest bodies than he can find? Why can’t crazy men all be leprechaun sized?

“That’s correct,” I say calmly.

Augustine blocks my way so I can’t escape, plus he locked the door behind him when he entered the room. I don’t think I could run past his stupid ass “huskies” anyway. They would probably rip me to shreds and dip me in ranch sauce. I don’t want to go out like that.

“You’re wrong. I don’t care what you call me, Trinity. In this bedroom, I’m the boss and it’s not because I’m white.”

He gazes down at me with an imperious, dominating gaze. His fierce blue-gray eyes remind me of the desolate Alaskan sky when I first got here. Just one look at the bearded giant’s face and I sense the storm about to break out. Nothing about that pushes me into retreat.

I just want to push him. To taunt him. I know it’s stupid. He’s twice my size – at least 100 lbs heavier than me – covered in pure muscle and he probably has that Viking murder instinct in him just waiting to jump out.

“Right. It’s because you’re an asshole,” I sneer at Augustine, poking the goddamn bear like this man couldn’t break me in half if he wanted to. I know how stupid it is, but I can’t stop myself.

“It’s because when I don’t take charge of the people I love, bad things happen to them.”

People he loves? Good thing I’m not one of the people he loves. I’m just an object he purchased off the internet to satisfy his sick whim and considering some of the shit that just came out of his mouth, possibly some type of bizarre racial fetish.

My lips hurt and my head is reeling. That man’s dick was so fucking big. It’s so big that I want to leave the room to text Lachelle about it. I know. My priorities are fucked up. But it’s a monster dick – a big, thick, twelve-inch dick that reminds me of the one and only fish I caught the one and only time I third-wheeled with Julius and Lachelle on a fishing trip.

Is it bad that I wish I was even more drunk? I won’t be able to take a dick that big without liquor.

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