Callous Prince by Becker Gray

Author:Becker Gray [Gray, Becker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dangerous Press
Published: 2021-02-08T18:30:00+00:00

12

Lennox

We both froze, looking at each other in a kind of lust-drunk panic. The kind of panic that says maybe no one will notice us, maybe we can keep going, because we’ll die if we can’t keep going.

At the very least, I would die. My erection gave a hard throb against her, arguing with me.

You’re about to be all the way inside of Sloane Lauder’s pussy, my cock shouted at me. Nothing gets in the way of that.

But then the voice called my name again, and we both recognized it at the same time.

Aurora. My twin and one of Sloane’s best friends.

“Fuck,” I said, but I didn’t move. “Darling, I—”

“We have to get up,” Sloane whispered.

“This isn’t over,” I said, in mortal agony. I propped myself on an elbow and looked down at the stern, beautiful face that haunted my dreams. “This is the furthest thing from over, Sloane.”

“Okay, fine, it’s not over—now get up or she’ll see—”

I somehow managed to pull my cock free. How, I don’t know, because it was the tightest, wettest thing I’d ever felt in my life. And it was virgin too, totally untouched except by me. As if she really had been waiting for me. As if I really had been owed her all these years.

Fuck. I’d been tossing off to this since the day I met her; my singular goal of making her life a living hell had somehow fused with the necessity of fucking her. And that had somehow fused with a possessiveness I couldn’t explain even to myself.

She was mine. All fucking mine.

I wincingly closed up my tuxedo pants around my erection as Sloane attempted to rearrange her dress and hair. She held out her hand with her eyebrow raised.

“Panties, please.”

I smirked at her. “It’s cute that you think I’d even consider giving them back.”

That earned me a typical Sloane scowl.

“Lennox?” I heard Aurora call again. Now that my dick was back in my pants, I could hear the warble in my twin’s voice.

Concern battled with my initial irritation at being interrupted. Aurora liked crying about as much as I did—which was to say, not at all. We hadn’t cried when Dad was arrested or when our mother’s humiliation was smeared all over the tabloids. We hadn’t cried when we were sent off to boarding school.

We both had too much of that stupid Lincoln-Ward pride.

I helped Sloane to her feet—without asking her, by the way; I merely scooped her up and then set her down on her heels, which earned me another Sloane scowl. And then I pushed through the curtains separating the inside of the folly from the rest of the maze.

Aurora stood in front of the folly, shivering in her tiny, strapless gown. Her skin was covered in goosebumps, and her mascara was running down her cheeks and dripping off her jaw.

“Bloody hell, Rory, are you alright?” I asked, coming down the temple steps as fast as I could, Sloane right behind me. I shrugged out of my jacket and flung it over her shoulders, pulling it tight around her.

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