The Plans Trilogy Box Set by Addison Albright

Author:Addison Albright [Albright, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2022-05-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2: Married?

Marcelo, present day

Marcelo kept his eyes closed as he came awake. Something wasn’t right.

The background noises, the scents of the room, the bed, the pillow, and even the weighty blanket covering him…all were unfamiliar. And at the same time, vaguely familiar because these surroundings matched the dream. That disturbing dream.

It had been a dream, hadn’t it?

Was the dream repeating? Not precisely, because this time, the handsome sleep-ruffled man wasn’t holding him. The naked handsome sleep-ruffled man.

Vividly naked and taking such liberties! Marcelo’s face flushed as he recalled the press and slide of the man’s intimate parts against his own.

How had Marcelo come up with such a high degree of detail for that dream? That magnificent well-defined chest. That deliciously musky scent. The sleep-tousled short, thick, dark waves of hair. Those bulging biceps. That piercing dark gaze. The taut belly and strong thighs. Marcelo’s breath caught as he remembered the dark matted hair on the man’s chest, tapering to a thin line leading toward his splendidly rigid manhood.

What was so disturbing was how arousing that vision had been. Still was. And at the close of his dream, he’d labeled the man as his sister’s future husband. Neither was normal, was it?

And that absurd ending to the dream. The man—Crown Prince Efren—claiming they were married. To each other. Yes, Marcelo was of age. Barely. But two men married to each other and sharing a marital bed?

Apparently willingly sharing a marital bed, considering how Marcelo’s dream-self’s sleeping body had wrapped itself around Efren’s. And even though dream-Efren hadn’t recognized the man in bed with him, he’d been eager to “make the most of this glorious morning.”

Marcelo knew next to nothing about Zioneven, other than that its people were backward brutes, but he did know that such absurdities were not the norm in Sheburat.

Or were they? As sheltered as his life was, he couldn’t say with certainty what was or wasn’t typical behavior. Or typical desires even if acting upon them wasn’t socially acceptable…or possibly even outlawed.

So what could have triggered his imagination to come up with such nonsense? The dream was simply too absurd to have been real, despite the vividness and elevated level of detail.

And yet…

The bed and sounds of the room where he now lay were the same as in the dream. The scent was different because that man was no longer lying beside…er…half under him. Could the similarities merely be the dream carrying over to his semi-wakefulness?

He should pluck up some courage and open his eyes. He swallowed, and his breath hitched.

“Prince Marcelo?”

Yet another unfamiliar voice, but with a kind tone. Marcelo swallowed again and forced his eyes to open. He blinked a few times before focusing on the face of an older man with a gentle smile.

“Good morning, Prince Marcelo. My name is Brandyn Brookse, and I’m a physician. I regret to inform you that you’ve been drugged. I want to check your physical condition to see if there have been any adverse effects other than the expected one.

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