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before coming downstairs, I turned off every light.

There’s a twisting inside me, I don’t care if she or Linnie have been in my room, but…

Each step of my approach feels like walking through a minefield. A buzzing in the air around me feels alive as I grip the ornate, cool brass knob and turn.

I draw several short, staccato breaths, but I still feel like I’m suffocating. There she is, tangled in the sheets of my bed.

Naked.

Her ripe ass is facing me as she lays on her side, one arm under my pillows and the other tucked in front of her, her hand resting against the side of her neck, and I grit my teeth to keep the rush of cum from spraying out the tip of my dick.

My room isn’t how I left it. Drawers are open on my bureau, while in the bathroom clothes pulled from my hamper are on the floor. Then, I look closer and see one of my white dress shirts covering the pillow on which she lays, her dark hair splayed out on the fabric as she breathes in my scent.

When I took over as Linnie’s guardian, the change in me began.

But seeing Alice in my bed? My urge to be a better man combusts inside of me. I’m not evil. Just focused. Life wasn’t about love or soccer games and picket fences.

What Alice has awoken inside of me has me questioning everything I believed. Success no longer feels like a prize I possess or want to chase. An emptiness has grown deep in my core, even as the thoughts of Alice as the queen of my empire take root.

She’s far too young for me. Her disdain for the opulence of this life was clear in her voice when she spoke yesterday. Still, my desire to possess her grows by the second. I want her sitting next to me, our matching crowns gleaming for the world to see, overseeing our own sort of kingdom, one I never dreamed of before yesterday.

Seeing her laying there, I know what I’m going to do even though everything about it is wrong. But, obsession is not the ally of reason.

In silence, I strip off my jacket, tie and shirt. I work off my shoes and socks, but I don’t release my erection from the two layers of fabric protecting Alice from its single-minded focus on claiming her. In the dim light of the room, I see her nipples under the thin sheet and my mouth waters at the thought of sucking them as she moans in need.

As that thought thrums in my head, she answers with a soft sigh, shifting under the thin linen, wiggling her ass and whispering something into my shirt.

Her eyes are closed and I imagine her dreaming of me as I glide into the bed behind her. Then I freeze, waiting for her to turn, to sense me there.

I fucking know I'm violating her privacy...and her boundaries. And a few laws.

She's probably going to scream the roof off when she finds me in bed with her, but my cock and my obsession tell me all else be damned. After all, right and wrong are subjective. At least when it comes to claiming what I know already is rightfully mine.

I count to one hundred before I lift my hand and stroke the back of her hair, closing my eyes and breathing in her scent. The bedding is in chaos, she didn’t just slip in quietly, she either was jumping on it like a trampoline or twisting and writhing around in a nightmare or…

The sudden scent grabs me by the balls and holds on tight. I draw my nose from the back of her hair, pushing up on my elbow then turning to draw a deep sniff at the center of the pillow where I laid my head.

It’s there. Her exotic sweetness, mixed with the distinct scent of arousal. I imagine the pillow, pressed between he legs as she calls my name…

Fuck, I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t be here.

Still, the heat from her body draws me closer. I scoot forward until my chest is so close to her back, the buzz of energy between us sizzles against my skin.

The moment of truth…my fingertips twitch as I hold my hand over the flesh of her hip, my lips ready to brush her shoulder. I’m a demon coming in the night, my sleeping prey unaware of the depravity flaming inside of me.

If this is so wrong, why does my cock and my heart tell me otherwise?

I lower my hand, the jolt of energy that courses through me as I connect with her skin sending sparks over my flesh and making my balls ready for battle. I wedge myself against her, feeling her body cradled next to me, more intimate than anything I’ve imagined before.

God damn it, Roan. Don’t do this, it’s wrong.

I lift my mouth to her ear, her breathing steady and even.

I dig deep, keeping my voice low, soft and dreamlike as possible as I ask, “Did you come on my pillow?”

She doesn’t move as I bring my lips to her cheek and take a lap at her with my tongue. My heart speeds triple time as I wait for her to jump. To yelp. To startle and scream.

She doesn’t and the taste of her on my tongue is yet another violation, sure, but the lawlessness she’s drawn out of me cannot be undone. I run my hand down from her shoulder, inching down, my heart banging inside my chest like a wrecking ball until my fingers rest on her hip.

I wait.

My lungs burn as I hold each breath, but her silence only urges me forward.

The connection propels my hips and I grind myself slowly against her soft ass as another dreamy sigh seeps from her lips.

Again, I put my lips close to her ear.

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