Page 66 of The Darkest Prince

I put my hand on Bash’s thigh, and his head snaps to me. “We need to break her in. Teach her whatwelike.”

His eyes move to my lips, and I lick them to see how he will respond. Mirroring me, he tugs his bottom lip into his mouth, and I consider taking it between my teeth. My skin ignites from the flames spreading up my arms and down my thighs.

“You’ve been patient with me, D.” His hand covers mine. “But I don’t know how this is going to work.”

“Bash, stop overthinking everything.”

Last night, he had my dick jammed down his throat, swallowing my cum. We were watching one of the deep fake porn videos of Alex. She will probably kill us when she sees them. But whatever, she can watch them with us while we fuck her.

Bastian needs her to make what we’re doing okay. It’s been eight years of us fucking around and fighting about his feelings for me. He’ll never leave me, nor me him. Letting go of Bash would be like ripping my soul in half. And he can’t walk away from me either.

Our fates are intertwined.

I adjust my cock, and Bastian glances down, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He’s also hard, his length tenting his dress pants.

He’s excited she’s finally here. It’s time for him to let go of his fear and unleash his desires. We made a deal that if she’s okay with us, we will find a way to make this work.

Just the three of us.

Despite what Alex thinks, we’re not complete fucking assholes. She’s not stuck with us. However, she is not getting away from Luca. He’ll force her to choose him and drag her screaming down the aisle if that’s what it takes to get an heir with Founders’ blood.

Heneedsthis marriage.

I unzip his pants, and he leans back on the bed, propping himself up with his elbows. We need this before we go into her bedroom and test the water. The deal we made with Luca forces us to behave. We can play with her, but we can’t fuck her.

I whip out Bastian’s big dick and give it a few strokes. He’s thick and grows in my hand, precum sliding down his shaft and onto my hand. I bend down and lick the tip, lapping up his cum.

Bash groans and tugs at the ends of my short hair. “Fuck, D.” He hisses. “Suck my dick.” Pushing on my head, he rocks his hips, and I open my mouth wider to deep-throat him. “Oh, fuck. Goddamn. That feels… Fuck.” His eyes close halfway, but he’s still looking down at me, watching his cock slide in and out of my mouth. “Why are you so good at this?”

He says that I give him the best head he’s ever gotten. Not even the pros at The Mansion suck his dick like I do. And no one will ever compare to me. I know what he wants and give it to him every time. No one will ever be as in tune with his body as I am.

His cum shoots into the back of my throat, and I suck him off until I get the last drop. Then, I sit up and lick my lips, savoring his cum.

“Things are going to be different,” he says, trying to catch his breath. “Now that she’s here… We can be ourselves.”

“Yeah?”

He nods.

“But you gotta get out of your head first, Bash.”

“I’m trying.” He unzips my pants, fisting my shaft hard since he knows what I like. “God, I love your dick.” His eyes lower, and he licks his lips. “It’s fucking perfect.”

“We’re each other’s only and longest relationship,” I tell him. “It was always going to be the two of us. You know that, right?”

He stops jerking my shaft but still keeps his hand on me. Our eyes meet, and there’s a palpable energy in the air. “There’s never been anyone else. Just you and Alex.” His hand glides up and down my skin, and when he rubs his thumb over the tip, I groan. “We gotta make this work. She’s right for us.”

“But she needs to choose Luca,” I grunt as he jerks harder.

“She will,” he says, convinced. “The four of us can share her. Luca says he doesn’t want her when he does. And you’ve seen how Marcello watches over her. So there’s no way he’s letting her walk away.”

We never gave a damn about the marriage. Our brothers can have that. It’s nothing more than a piece of paper, anyway.

Bastian ends our conversation by sucking my dick into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip to tease me. He cups my balls with one hand while jerking my shaft with the other. A few times, he even uses his teeth because he knows how much I like the pain.

If a woman did that, I would probably kill her. But when Bash does it, I can’t get enough.

“Harder.” I grab him by the neck and force more of me down his throat, getting even more teeth on the way up. He does it on purpose, and I love it. “Fuck, Bash.”

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