The Duet is complete!
Thorns and Forgiveness, the all-new steamy and suspenseful second book in the Twisted Legacy Duet from bestselling author CoraLee June is available now!
Determined to save my mother from her disastrous marriage, I sold my pride for a second chance with Hamilton Beauregard. I ached for him, but my heart refused to forgive.
While trying to figure out my feelings, we all had to navigate my mother’s toxic sham of a marriage and her husband's deteriorating façade. My stepfather was dangerous. Deadly. During a tragic moment of weakness, his evil bloomed to life, and someone died.
Hamilton is the only way I’ll survive.
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Excerpt:
“You want a goodbye, Hamilton?” I asked as the pain in my chest cracked and all the disappointment flowed out with a vengeance. What even was the truth anymore? Did he care about me? Did he think I wasn’t worth the effort?
He clenched his teeth, the move making his defined jaw harden into a sharp line. “I want a goodbye, Petal.” My heart cracked. I felt cheap. Used. I was done. Done with all of it. Done with the Beauregards. Done with the blackmail. Done with my mother’s guilt. My insecurities. I was done with him. Hamilton then choked out words that softened the blow. “I want you to live your life, Petal. I want you to be happy without me.”
I wrapped my legs around his middle and rolled us both over. Pressing him into the mattress, I shrugged out of my sleep tank and clawed at the soft fabric of his shirt. He quickly tore it from his body while kicking his boots off to the ground. “Fuck you, Hamilton,” I whispered before scraping my teeth along his chest. I savored him. I fought with him. My fingers undid the button to his pants, and he slid them down.
“Love you too, Petal,” he said in a reverent tone, his voice so soft that I almost didn’t hear it. It was the most tender sound. “I bet you’re drenched. You still want me. Even when I hurt you, your pussy aches for me.”
Shame filled me. This was some sick kink for Hamilton. He liked knowing he could still have my body after destroying my heart. I raged.
I groaned. “I want your cock. I want your goodbye. I want to get off so I can kick you out of my apartment and out of my life.”
We undressed like each scrap of fabric between us was a weapon. He bucked, I pressed him into the mattress. I lined up my sex with his and watched his lips part as I slowly slid down and began riding him. With him fully inside me, he groaned low and slow. I bent over to whisper in his ear. “Enjoy it while you can, because I’m done.”
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