Page 115 of Three's A Crown


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“Never.” I grab Auggie’s face. “You’re mine, Auggie. You have and will always be …mine.” He wraps himself around me, pulling me into a hard hug.

“You need to be the one to tell, Rosalie,” Auggie states as we get dressed. “You need to explain to her your reasoning.”

He’s right. I want her to hear the news from me, so she doesn’t think she has done something wrong. I know that’s what she will think. I never thought Auggie would find a bride who’s respectful of our love and who would not step in our way.

“You’re right.” As I slip my shirt on over my head, I place a kiss on his cheek. “I’ll do it now.”

“Good luck. I think you might need it,” Auggie warns me.

He’s probably right.

I make my way around to Rosalie’s room and knock on the door. I can hear her feet move across the carpet; then she opens the door. Her eyes are bloodshot as if she’s been crying.

“What’s wrong?”

“I heard you, Greyson. I heard you next door. These walls are not as thick as you think they are.” She looks up at me with bloodshot eyes. “Why? Why are you doing this to us?” She thumps her fists against my chest.

“It’s the right thing to do,” I explain to her.

“No, it’s not.” She sniffles.

“You and Auggie are about to go out onto the world’s stage and show the entire country of Friendsburg that you two are madly in love.”

“And you don’t think we can do that with you here?” She shakes her head at me.

“I think it would make things easier, yes,” I confess, cupping her tear-stained cheek before continuing, “the palace is going to be overrun with wedding planners, media, courtiers, you name it. This is the calm before the storm.” Her face softens in understanding. “There will be so many more eyes on you around here than there would normally be. The king has mentioned multiple times now that people have told him that the three of us have spent the night together on numerous occasions. And the king noticed our connection at breakfast, apparently, we weren’t hiding it very well.”

Her blue eyes widen in surprise. “It’s none of their damn business,” she angrily protests.

“I know, but this is the risk we run if I stay here.” I lean forward and kiss her. She wraps her arms around my body and pulls me in harder. Our tongues duel as our kiss heats up.

How on earth am I going to be able to leave this?

Dammit for being so fucking noble.

She moves us around and pushes me up against the wall. Then she’s on me again, greedily taking my kisses, hungrily wanting more.

“I need you, Greyson,” she whispers against my lips.

“I need you, too, Rosalie.”

I’m unable to control myself.

Unable to say no to her.

Picking her up, I walk the couple of feet to the bed and lay her down. She quickly strips out of her summer dress, the floral material flutters to the floor in a heap. She’s still dressed in a baby-pink bra and panty set, and they look so innocent set against her creamy skin.

She reaches over to the bedside table, pulls out a condom, and throws it at me. I catch it with a laugh. Rosalie grins, then opens her legs for me.

My dick twitches. Even though he just got a workout earlier, he seems ready and raring to go again. I think if I stayed between Auggie and Rosalie, my dick would be worn out.

I pull my shirt off over my head while Rosalie sits up and watches. Heat pools behind her blue eyes as they rake over my body. Then my hand reaches for the top button of my jeans, and I slowly unzip them. I step out of them after they pool on the floor.

My dick is sticking out the top of my black boxer briefs, it’s so hard. I push my underwear down my thighs and grab the condom, then remove it from the pack and roll it down my aching dick.

Rosalie’s eyes watch every agonizing step with a satisfied grin on her face. She sits up and unhooks her bra, throwing it in my direction on a giggle as I watch in fascination. Then she pushes her underwear down and throws it in my face.

“Watch it,” I warn her, sporting a gigantic grin.

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