Page 19 of Dark Prince

When she gets out of the shower, I check the time. There's ten minutes left until she’s expected at the front door, ready to go. She comes stumbling out of the bathroom with a towel on her head and butt fucking naked.

“I don’t have clothes here.” Her tits bounce when she stops her foot. “You didn’t think this whole thing through did you?”

“I told you that originally I was going to kill you, why would you have needed clothes after that?”

“That’s no excuse.” She pops a hip. “I’ve been here for however long, and the only thing that’s arrived is the dress you ripped.”

“And when exactly would I have had time to get you anything? I’ve been with you the entire time. Besides, I like having you naked in here.” I shrug.

“Unless you want your dads and brother, mother and sisters seeing my very naked body, I suggest you get me some clothes. I should probably remind you, I am a stripper, I have no shame. I’ll go down there naked and tell your mother that you failed to provide me with clothes and this is the best I could do.”

That gets my fucking attention. “No one will see you naked except me.” I snarl.

“Then get me some fucking clothes.” She punches me in the jaw, forcing me to stagger back as I grab where she just hit. That actually stung, good for her.

“Let’s go see if my sister has anything.” I grab her hand and start to pull her with me but stop. “After you put on one of my sweaters.” I open the middle drawer of my dresser and shove a sweater over her head, knocking the towel off.

She punches out at me, “That pulled my hair asshole.”

“You missed me.” I say as her head pops out of the top of the sweater. “And we’re running out of time.” She pushes her arms through and follows me to the door. I unlock the door and pull her behind me, running through the house until we get to Cara’s room. I push her door open and flick the light on.

“Go away!” She groans.

“Cordelia has seven minutes to get dressed and meet Mom, I have no clothes for her.” I blurt out, knowing Cara will understand.

“You prick.” She shoves her blanket off and runs to her closet. She flings the doors open and starts yanking clothes down. “Just start trying shit on until something fits, we’re about the same size.” Cara says to Cordelia.

“Any chance you have some new underwear you haven’t worn and a sports bra?” Cordelia asks, as she starts to pull her sweater off.

I smack her hands. “No one can see you naked.” I growl.

“Fuck off Ax, she needs the clothes and we don’t have time since you waited until the last fucking second.” Cara snaps at me as she hands Cordelia a rolled up pair of underwear. “They’re new and I haven’t worn them yet.” Cordelia strips the sweater off and I grit my teeth as Cara inspects her. “Nice tits.”

“Cara!” My fists clench at my side. Fuck I want to hit my sister, but I can’t. She’s a scrappy fighter and we don’t have the time.

“Fucking hell Ax, don’t worry, I won’t take your girl.”

“You like chicks?” Cordelia asks, putting the underwear on.

“I like beautiful humans. I don’t care if they've got a dick or a pussy.” Cara shrugs, grabbing a pair of pants off the bed. “These should fit.”

Cordelia takes them and puts them on, and then takes the bra from Cara. This is why I wanted to keep her locked in my room. She’ll never be safe in this house from my siblings, if they don’t want to fuck her, they’ll want to kill her. I’m not sure if I can trust any of them with her just yet.

After Cordelia is dressed, with shoes and all, Cara hands her a hair tie and we take off through the hall and down the stairs. When we come into the foyer, I see Mom and Garrett standing there. They never leave without at least one of the others. They’re always in at least pairs, safety in numbers and all that.

“You’re late.” Mom says, tapping her watch.

“Sorry, your son didn’t think to get me any clothes until ten minutes ago.” Cordelia shrugs.

“Axel!” Garrett snaps. “Get her some fucking clothes while we’re gone.” I watch as he opens the door for them and there she goes. I’m not buying her shit until I know she’s actually coming back, because even if she’s mine, my mother could decide that she’s a danger to us and kill her.

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