Page 246 of The Invite
“Not ours. Mine,” growls Augustus territorially. His voice breaking through my inner monologue.
I gape at him with horrified eyes.
“August?” My tone is confused and full of unspoken questions.
I’m unable to wrap my head around what they’re indirectly revealing to me. The dots aren’t connecting.
A pointed fingertip against my cheek turns my face to Ace. My mouth catching flies, I watch all the friendliness drain from Ace’s blue eyes. They darken into two pools of darkness and cockiness. The same pits of void I stared into the first night I arrived in Fallthorne.
Oh Lord.
I had it all wrong.
Ace is Nightcrawler.
“It was you,” I accuse. “But how is… yo… you can’t be.”
“Oh, but I am, sweetness,” he rasps in a deep timbre I remember all too well. A bit dark. A bit cocky. “My name is Ace Melrose-Sinclair.”
Sinclair?
“What?”
He smiles in amusement at my reaction. “I’m Maverick’s cousin. Not many people know that.”
I cut my eyes to a quiet Augustus. His eyes giving nothing away.
“Is it true, August?” I demand with more steel in my voice.
“Yes.”
Betrayal and hurt crack my chest wide open and rip out my heart. Tonight really was a game. “You both conned me!” I yell angrily, and spit at Ace, “I thought you were my friend.”
Ace shrugs remorselessly. “It was the only way to keep an eye on you. The dates with you were fun. I would’ve liked more, but then you had Augustus whipped for you.”
“Shut up!” I crawl backward to slide off the bed and get the hell away from both of them. I don’t even make it an inch before Augustus rounds the headboard to my side and I smack right into his chest. “Don’t you dare touch me, Augustus.”
“August,” he corrects darkly and pushes me to the middle of the bed.
He slides in after me, and I growl, “Fuck you!August.”
“Oh, I will, little prey.”
“You’re dead wrong if you think I’m letting you fuck me.” As I shout at him, it dawns on me that I’m furious but not enough to stop loving him or end our relationship. I’m just upset he didn’t tell me sooner. “I hate you!”
“You love me,” he growls, twisting me on my side.
I gasp when I turn my head and lose myself in a pool of ocean blue eyes. Nothing else. A masked Ace stares back at me and I momentarily lose my fight.
“You aren’t skipping away this time,little runaway.”
The arrogant warning jolts me out of my reverie. I try elbowing Augustus but I’m unable to move my arms. Shit! They’ve trapped me between them.
Fear doesn’t encompass me.
I’m undeniably… turned on beyond words. I’m not shocked. Fighting with Augustus always brings a wave of lust in my veins.
“You asked me to finish what started in the woods,” hums Augustus in a filthy voice while grinding his hard cock into my ass. “We’re giving you what you wished for, little prey. I’m going to fuck you while they help me make you come as many times as I want.”
