บททั้งหมดของ The Varkas Brothers And Their Princess : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

I looked down at my hard dick as if it disgusted me. I shouldn't be hard at the thought of her, but goddamn it, how could I not? I want her. I know that like I know the color of the sky, but I couldn't have her. And getting hard at the thought of her was wrong to me. So I was disgusted at myself because I usually had more control than this. I had sex. I wasn't some saint who doesn't fuck. I did. I fucked like a damn animal. Sex was like some relief for me. But I only had sex when I knew I wasn't close to my rut. So I fucked as many times as I wanted. But I had control, control of when I got hard. And that was why I never touched myself. But now I found myself unzipping my pants, and taking my dick out. I stared at it like it was a stranger, watching as precum dripped down my length. I didn't want to. Goddamn it, I really didn't want to touch myself, especially with the thought of her but I know I would have to if I wanted to get it out of my system. So I spat on my hand, fisting

I stared at Axel, trying to decipher if he was joking, but there wasn't a hint of a joke on his face. He was serious. I was left speechless. Utterly speechless and I had nothing to say to that. So I looked away, focusing all my attention on the book I couldn't see. “So what career are you going for?” he asked, his eyes hot on my face, his finger tracing a circle on the table. “I haven't decided yet,” I answered without looking at him. “Hmm. Want me to help you out?” “Sure.” He was silent for a while. “What are you most passionate about? What do you see yourself doing?” I thought about it for a while, closing the book. “I don't know. I've never thought of that till now.” A pause. “But I like art.” “Art, hmm? Art has many forms, sweetheart. Mirror it down. What exactly do you like about art?” “I like… I like reading a lot. Prose, poems, books. An

AXELIt was laughable, really, how pathetic I've become. Rosette moved her hips—barely moved them—and my dick was rock hard again. Not like it was ever really soft, but just a little.I moaned lowly at that slightest friction, my hands tightening around her. “Now you’re hard again,” she muttered with a small smile. That smile… God, that fucking smile. She’s been doing that a lot today. And back in the mansion, she had laughed. Was she trying to kill me? So you might be wondering why I said I've become pathetic. Well, it’s because of a woman. A woman with red hair that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. In my stay at the hotel, she was all I could think about, from the moment I woke to the moment I slept. She was all that filled my mind. And I was hard every time I thought of her, so that meant I was hard all fucking day. I tried to get a woman to fuck. I called her to the hotel, but my dick w

Next Friday…That was great. I had a lot of time to prepare. I nodded at Axel, turning to leave. “Thank you.” And I did mean that. They were sending me to college when my own parents never even bothered to make a move. I was grateful, if not a little sore that they were desperate to get rid of me. “Rosette, wait!” Axel grabbed my arm, stopping me from going. I stood still, looking forward. “Would you look at me? Please?” “State what you want, Axel, or let go of me,” I said, smacking myself inwardly when my voice came out bitter. I wanted to go for cool, but guess not. “Rosette, we’re not trying to get rid of you, I–”I turned to him, my eyes hard. “Don't lie to me, Axel. Don't you fucking dare. The injury is sore, so don't try to rub salt in it.”I drag my hand away from his hold and he lets go, his eyes burning into me as I walk away. ***FRIDAY…I stepped out of the building, d

They all stared at me like I had said something so absurd. But I stand corrected. This place was huge. If Christopher was meant to take me to school shouldn't he be close so we won’t get late? “We’re just going to pretend we didn't hear you say that,” Kross said, opening a door just beside the stairs. It was a room. See? It was even more than one room. “Well, I'm not,” Axel said, marching to me. He stood in front of me, opening his mouth and closing it when no words came. He looked furious. He closed his mouth, took a deep breath, but it did nothing to calm him. “So you’re saying you want to stay with a man that loves women, and you’re also a woman who loves men. You want to stay under the same roof.”“I didn't mean it like that,” I said, trying to clear the air. I looked over at Kade for help but he just stared at me blankly. Kross still hasn't come out of the room. “I just–”“That’s not going to happen, Rosette,” Axel cut me off, his breathing