Page 39 of The Darkest Prince

Bastian’s lips are inches from mine. I can feel his breath on my skin and wish he would close the distance and kiss me.

He reaches into the nightstand and grabs a black velvet bag and a bottle of lube, dropping them on the bed beside me. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

I haven’t seen Bash this excited in months. It must be because of the kiss. Alex changed his mood instantly, and now I have my best friend back.

Bash removes my gift from the bag, and I stare at him in disbelief.

He got me a dildo.

“It’s the same size as my dick.” He shoves down his boxers and puts the replica beside his hard cock. “Well, it’s theexactmold of my dick.”

“Why?” I ask him, still stunned by this gesture.

He shrugs. “I’m not ready to give you more. Not yet, anyway. But until then, I want you to know how I will feel inside you.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Until then?”

His words give me hope, and I’m afraid to get too caught up in the moment.

I need this.

I needhim.

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Until I’m ready.”

“What if you’re never ready?”

He pushes down on my chest and climbs on top of me, his hard cock, digging into my inner thigh. “I will be. Someday.”

I run my hands up his chiseled abdomen. “Promise?”

Bash nods. “This is your graduation present.” He bends down and kisses my neck, tugging at my flesh with his teeth. “I got this for you months ago, knowing I would surprise you before we leave for initiation. Sorry I’ve been a dick. I just… I don’t know. The thought of us not getting Alex put me in a bad mood. I can see us with her, and I need it to work out.”

“It’s been fucking torture seeing you withdraw from me when I haven’t done anything wrong.”

He touches my cheek. “I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you. This is the last time until we get back, okay?”

“Not like we’re going to have much alone time on Skull Island with the other recruits.”

We’ll probably be sleeping on concrete and curling up with a pile of leaves as our pillow. I don’t anticipate much sleep on the island.

Bastian starts at my neck, kissing his way down my chest, grinding his cock into my thigh. “I missed this,” he whispers between kisses, flicking his tongue over my nipple with his eyes on me. “You make me so fucking hard, Damian.”

“I missed you, too,” I grunt, lost in the feeling of his hands and tongue on my body.

I don’t act the same with him as I do with women. With Bash, I let him take control and pretend to be submissive. It’s the only way he will lower his guard and not think too hard about us.

About what this means.

One day, there will be an us, and I can’t fucking wait for that day. His gift is the hope I need to get through the next few months. Alex will have years of peace without us. But when it’s time to make her our queen, I will finally have what I want.

Him.

Her.

Them.

Bastian licks and bites my skin, teasing me until he drags his tongue up and down my shaft.

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