Dukes of Peril (The Royals of Forsyth University, #6)

by Angel Lawson

“There’s nowhere you could be that I couldn’t get to you. You understand me?”

“Nothing can keep you from us, Little Bird. Nothing.”

“You know what this means, don’t you?” Remy leans forward, holding my gaze. “We’re going to have to ask Nick for relationship advice.” I drag a palm down my face, hiding my laugh. “God, help us.”

“I love you.” I lick the words right into the crease of her lips, lapping up a smear of blood. “That’s not a fucking lie.” My words come bitten off between thrusts, voice full of red gravel. “It’s the truest thing I’ve ever known, Vinny.”

“Make your mark. Anywhere you want, anything you want.”

This is Lavinia, I want to say. She put the parts of us we couldn’t find back together.

no matter what happens. You’re ours.”

“Freedom?” A wretched breath of laughter tears through his throat. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. I’d follow you anywhere, put a gun to my head and pull the trigger, leave my family, my friends, my whole fucking world if you asked me to. But even after all these years, you still think the way I love you makes you a prisoner. When are you going to get it?” His jaw tightens, and he reaches up, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “You’re not shackled to me, Lavinia. I’m shackled to you.”

“I’m yours, Simon Perilini. Any name, any time, any place.”

“I love you, Vinny. I love your wet pussy and your perfect tits. I love how you turn amethyst when you look at me like that.” I touch her bottom lip, slick and wet from Sy fucking her mouth. “I love the way you look sucking Sy’s cock. And taking Nick’s bullshit.”