Triangle of Lust : Bundle: Books 4-6 by Bella Beaumont

Author:Bella Beaumont [Beaumont, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Beaumont
Published: 2020-06-23T00:00:00+00:00

BROCK’S TONE PRACTICALLY shook me to my core. I felt wobbly-kneed as I took Steph’s arm, nodded to him, and walked into the house. Just like that, the confidence and swagger that I prided myself on was stripped away. It was crazy to think that he still had this kind of power over me.

If anything, Brock Carlson had only grown stronger in the months since I’d seen him. He wore his trademark suit and tie, with the arms bulging from his bulk, his broad shoulders, and godly body.

Successful, intelligent, and smoldering. Was there any wonder why the girls at Mesa College flocked to him like he was the school’s universal baby daddy?

The people inside the house were hot to trot, too. Young men and women dancing around in the living room to soft music, drinking wine and champagne and getting loose. A few of them were grinding on each other already, and the night had only just begun.

There was an air of indecency in the house that seemed to permeate from everybody. The main room was filled with all of Brock’s eager students, his afterschool sluts, his favorites.

Brock’s harem.

Even though he had looked at me like the whole world was in my eyes, I knew that I was just another one of his many girls, and that irked me. How would this night play out—how would it devolve into obscenity, as I knew it would?

Who would be the lucky recipients of Professor C’s golden cock?

Aiden and Angie split up from Steph and I as we reached the kitchen. Aiden went to talk to the skirt-wearing femboy in the corner, leaving Angie fuming and frowning. It kind of hurt me to see her so hurt, but what could she expect? Aiden had never been the monogamous type—we had shared a lengthy conversation about that very thing, that neither of us were—so if Angela expected him to stay faithful, she was going to be in a bad way.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have come to this dinner at all, if she had any inkling of what was to come. Did she even know that Aiden bat for both teams? It was almost impossible not to see, and Aiden and this new boy shared laughs and seemed to get along like they’d known each other their entire lives.

Hell, maybe they had.

I got Steph and myself glasses of wine, and we settled in, waiting for the depravity to begin.

After about an hour of mingling with a bunch of beautiful strangers—most of the students seemed younger than me—Professor C clacked his wineglass with a fork, gave a short toast, and invited us to join him at the long dinner table in another room.

I noticed that Brock was by far the oldest person in the room. Just how he liked it, no doubt, with his commanding presence and all.

When we sat down, Brock at the head of the table, the large group quieted down. There were about fifteen of us seated, all packed in like sardines so we could fit.

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