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“You think you’re going to be able to turn back the clock on generations of law,” I ask as I’m not so sure it’s going to be that easy.
“We must at least try, Grey. That was all she wanted from us. Rosalie is giving us the world but in return she wants us to try to help her with the impossible.”
I nod in agreement. He’s right; if anyone can find a loophole, then his lawyer can.
“We can worry about saving the world in the morning, all I want to do is go to bed,” Auggie says with a yawn.
Not long after, we arrive in Friendsburg, and carry the exhausted women from the plane and into the car to take them to the palace.
The car drives through the gates and around the back where Auggie’s wing is located. Thankfully, his parents are on the other side and our late arrival won’t disturb them. The ball looks to have wrapped up, a large crew now cleaning up the ballroom, which will be perfect again come morning. We each take one of the girls and walk into the palace and straight toward the two rooms we have set up for them. Skylar’s room is down the hall on the other side of Auggie’s personal wing, where our three bedrooms are located.
“I think tonight we should put them both together in Rosalie’s room, don’t you?” Auggie says to me.
I nod in agreement and we walk toward Rosalie’s new bedroom which is between Auggie’s and mine. Not that I use mine that much because most nights I’m in his. We walk the ladies into the bedroom and they both begin to stir as we place their feet on the carpet.
“Where are we?” Rosalie asks sleepily, her blue eyes so heavy with sleep she’s unable to focus on the room.
“You’re at the palace. In your room. We thought that you might want to share for tonight, but Skylar does have her own room,” Auggie explains to her.
Rosalie nods groggily in understanding.
“There are fresh pajamas in the closest, and new toiletries in the bathroom. See that wall there ...” Auggie points to the white wall on the left. “… that is my room and that one over there …” He points to the wall on the other side. “… that’s Grey’s room.”
Rosalie nods, but exhaustion still grips her, so I’m not sure if she is taking in his directions.
“We’ll see you in the morning,” Auggie tells them.
They both grumble as we walk out of Rosalie’s room and into Auggie’s.
“They’re exhausted.” I sigh as I take a seat on the bed, exhaustion catching up with me also. I start to kick off my dress shoes, and my tuxedo jacket follows soon after, throwing it onto the armchair.
Auggie does the same, his jacket joining mine before he sits down in the armchair and takes off his shoes, then his cufflinks, which he places on the side table next to the armchair. He then untucks his white tuxedo shirt and begins to unbutton it.
My mouth waters as each button opens and exposes his taunt, tanned stomach.
“Would you stop looking at me like that.” Auggie grins, continuing to undress.
“Like what?” I tease.
“You know what you’re doing.”
“Am I not allowed to look at my partner as if he is the fucking hottest thing in the world?” I state.
Auggie looks up at me, heat and hunger swirling in his blue eyes. He stands up and takes off his shirt, it joins the other discarded clothes. He slowly unbuttons, then unzips his tuxedo trousers and kicks them to the side, leaving him in nothing but his black boxer briefs. His dick is already hard and poking out the top of the elastic. I love that just me looking at Auggie gets him hard.
He arches a brow at me as he hooks his fingers and pulls his underwear down to stand buck naked in front of me. I lick my lips as I take all of him in. Fuck he’s gorgeous. My eyes rake over every inch of his well-defined body. Auggie works out, not as much as me, but my job is to protect him, and I can’t do that unless every part of me is cut from stone.
“Come here,” I say, crooking my finger.
He does as he’s asked and stalks toward me, his hard dick bobbing with each step. He stops in front of me, and I reach out and wrap my hand around him. Auggie sighs, and I begin sliding my hand up and down his cock. His fingers run through my hair before locking into place, letting me know silently what he wants—my mouth on his cock.
I must serve my prince, so I do as I’m told and replace my hand with my mouth.
“Fuck, yes,” he groans as my lips and his skin connect. “I’ve waited all night for this. Ever since I watched your mouth on Rosalie’s pretty little cunt. Fuck. It was driving me insane watching you devour her like that. Do you have any idea how hard I was?”
Oh, I’m sure I know exactly how hard he was; he’s punishing me with it now. I can take it, have been for years.
“I can’t wait to watch you eat her out again. Do you think she will let you do that?” he asks, not really wanting an answer. “Maybe she can sit on your face while sucking my dick,” he muses, and I hum against his cock, which has him gripping my hair tighter. “Or maybe she would like to be riding my cock while sucking yours,” Auggie adds.
