Page 19 of The Darkest Prince

“Talk to me, D.” He waves his hand in front of my face. “You’re zoning out on me. Did you hate it?”

I shake my head, finally able to speak. “No, it’s perfect.” I scoot closer to him on the bench, overcome by a wave of emotions his song produced inside me. “Play it again.”

He plays for me until midnight, and then we crawl into his bed. Bastian is the only person who can quiet my night terrors. And after tonight, I’ll sleep like the dead.

“Luca said something to me earlier,” Bash says once the room is submerged in darkness. “He wants us to share Alex.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“No, it’s not what you think. After college, he’ll marry her to satisfy the deal with the Wellingtons and knock her up to get a kid with Founders’ blood. But after he gets what he wants, he’s done with her.”

“What’s that have to do with us?”

His fingers find mine on the mattress. “Are you listening to me, D? Luca said we can haveher. I know that’s what you want. I see the way you look at her. You wouldn’t have lost control at school if you didn’t feel something for her.”

There’s something about the darkness in Alex that speaks to my soul.

I felt it the night we met.

You can’t break someone who’s already broken. And I like that about her. She knows what it’s like to go through years of trauma only to get fucked over again by life. We have money and power but are still not whole. No amount of money can fix fucked up people.

“I want to keep her,” I admit. “But Luca will change his mind. And even if he doesn’t, she’ll never accept me, not like this. She couldn’t handle the dirty parts of my life. A girl like that would run the first chance she got.”

“Then we won’t let her.” His fingers lace between mine. “I have a feeling about her, D. She’s right forus.”

If this girl gives me any chance at having more with Bash, I’m taking it.

No questions asked.

I’m so excited I climb on top of him, pinning his arms to the mattress. My cock is already hard and rubbing against his.

“I want to try something,” I say, my lips inches from his.

“If you kiss me,” he groans, “I’m going to punch you.”

“I’m not going to kiss you,” I confirm to alleviate his concern, and his shoulders slump against the bed in relief. “But I want to see how this feels.”

His eyes narrow on me. “You’re not fucking me either.”

“Nope.” I shake my head. “Just let me do this. I promise it will feel good.”

I slid off him for a second and strip off my boxers, quickly discarding his next. We’re both naked, our dicks harder than steel. I lean over the side of the bed and snatch the bottle of lube from his nightstand drawer.

He gives me a weary look as I move between his thighs and get on top of him, placing my palms on the mattress on each side of his head.

“What are you doing, Damian?”

I grab his hand and reach between us to wrap it around his shaft. Then I repeat the same process with my dick, but I line mine up with his so we’re flush against each other.

He’s around nine inches, and mine is maybe a half inch bigger, where he’s thicker. But together, we fit perfectly.

Bash bites his bottom lip, staring up at me with desire. “I don’t get what you’re trying to do, D. I’m not a girl.”

“For now, this is the closest we’ll get to fucking.” I take his hand and fold his fingers around the base of both of our dicks. “You stroke us from the bottom,” I tell him as I curl my hand around the top of our cocks, gliding over the heads that are wet with precum. “And I’ll do the rest.”

Balancing myself on my left palm, I open the bottle of lube and drizzle it onto our cocks, getting some of it on our hands. “Get us nice and wet, Bash.”

He does as I say and helps me lube our dicks.

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