Page 45 of Secret Princess


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He was the only person who got me. So as we lay in bed together in our boxer briefs, staring up at the ceiling, I reached for his hand. It felt good to touch him before we went through the most challenging two months of our lives.

“What was it like kissing her?” I asked, purely out of curiosity.

I needed to know if I was missing out. Bash had been smiling all night. He was giddy, which was unusual for him.

“Not the same as other girls I’ve kissed. She tastes good. You won’t believe this.” He turned on his side to face me and laughed. “She was wearing cherry-flavored lip gloss.”

“Weird coincidence.”

“Yeah, seriously. It’s a sign. We’re meant to be.” He slid his arm beneath his pillow and looked at me. “I should have kissed her sooner. I’m kicking myself for letting Luca into my head. He fooled both of us.”

“Luca only did that so we wouldn’t break our promise and take her virginity. He could see she was into us and got all possessive of her.”

“She would have given it to us,” he said with absolute certainty. “Alex would have been ours if we had pursued her. He could see that. Jealous, lying prick.”

After Bastian kissed Alex, the three of us went inside. Alex got into a fight with Luca, grabbed her twin, and left our estate. Her chances of showing up before we left for Skull Island were slim.

She was so angry with Luca, tears streaking her cheeks. We didn’t hear what he said to her, but whatever it was upset her. Our brother wouldn’t admit what he’d done. So I left the ballroom with Bash and went straight upstairs to vent our frustrations on each other.

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

I hadn’t seen Bash this excited in months. Alex changed his mood instantly, and now I had my best friend back.

Bash removed my gift from the bag, and I stared at him in disbelief.

He got me a dildo.

“It’s the same size as my dick.” He shoved down his boxers and put the replica beside his hard cock. “Well, it’s the exact mold of my dick.”

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

He shrugged. “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 narrowed my eyes at him. “Until then?”

His words gave me hope, but I was afraid to get too caught up in the moment.

I needed this.

I needed him.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Until I’m ready.”

“What if you’re never ready?”

He climbed on top of me, his hard cock digging into my inner thigh. “I will be. Someday.”

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

“This is your graduation present.” He bent down and kissed 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.”

He touched 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 would probably sleep on concrete and curl up with a pile of leaves as our pillow. I anticipated little sleep on the island.