by Violet Paige
My fingers dug into the carpet as the rays of pleasure rippled through me. I sank on his fingers fully, letting him fill me, take me. His hand wrapped around my breasts, positioning me upright as he held me against his chest. I whimpered with nowhere to escape.
“Fuck me,” he commanded.
I nodded, riding slower this time, curling my hips forward and back. “Like this?” I asked barely able to whisper.
“Fuck yes.” There was so much pain in his voice. “Come now so I can fuck you with my cock. Come hard for me. You need to be dripping wet. Show me how much you want to be fucked.”
Oh, his dirty words unleashed something in me. The juices flowed between my legs. My body convulsed and vibrated. I flung my head backward on his shoulder, feeling his lips sear into my skin. His thumb rubbed over my throbbing clit and I lost all hope of regaining my sanity. I bounced and rocked until the last surges of my climax faded.
If I thought there was going to be a lull to let me collect my thoughts and emotions, I couldn’t be further from wrong.
Dominic growled and the energy changed between us. The air felt different.
We were headed into new territory.
13
Dominic
I held Kenley in my arms as her orgasm crested. I pulled my fingers from her pussy, knowing the only place I wanted to be was buried inside her. I licked my fingertips, groaning at the sweet taste of her honey.
I pushed her down to her back. She sighed as I pushed her knees wide. Holy fuck her pussy was beautiful. She was waxed, except for a small run way that showed me exactly where my tongue needed to go. I separated that slice of heaven and began to drink. My tongue lapped at her juices, swirling over her clit and spreading her folds. I wanted every ounce. Every drop.
My tongue thrust inside her and her hips lifted from the floor. It was enough to slide my hands under her ass, gripping her gorgeous cheeks in my palm.
She whimpered as I drew a slow lick from her pussy to her clit. I sucked hard against the swollen nub.
My fingers dug into her flesh.
I was torn between patience and need. I wanted this woman. She was sexy as hell with her hair wild around her shoulders. Her tits pointed toward the ceiling and her pussy glistening for me.
No one had ever known me the way she did. She was here despite every dark and dirty secret I had. She could have left countless times. I didn’t buy the honor and duty excuse. Kenley was here because of me.
“You’ve always been here, haven’t you?” I whispered, crawling over her delicious body. I kissed ever inch as I traveled to her mouth.
She nodded.
“And I was a selfish bastard.”
I pushed my thumb to her bottom lip. She was beautiful. Strong. Intelligent. And I was getting ready to know what it was like to fuck her. To hear her scream my name.
She bit my thumb, groaning. “Yes.”
I sent her knee wide, nestling my cock to her hot pussy. My eyes closed, wanting nothing more than to slam into her. I looked around us, knowing I had a stash of condoms in a pair of pants around here.
The pants I wore last night were on a hook. I reached high until I could dig into the back pocket. I held up a condom and ripped off the end.
I rolled it over my cock. Her lips parted with heavy breaths.
“Not in here.” I stood up, lifting her from the floor. I saw the look of panic in her eyes. “I just mean. I’m going to fuck you in my bed, princess.” I grinned.
Her hands clung to my neck as I walked us out of the closet.
I lowered her to the mattress, dragging her ass to the edge of the bed. I spread her legs wide, licking my lips. I pushed my dick to her entrance, swirling it through her heat, coating it before I drove deep into her tight pussy.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I slammed into her, almost blinded by how fucking incredible she felt.
I thrust again, deeper this time.
“Ohh,” she cried.
I threw her ankles on my shoulders and angled myself so I could fuck with abandon. I pushed in and out. Sinking my cock inside her. Every time she whimpered and cried out.
“Oh Kenley.” I pulled her legs off my shoulders, holding them out in a wide V. Shit, she was flexible like a ballerina.
Her head shook back and forth. “Your high—” she stopped in the middle of addressing me with the title she always had.
“You better call me Dominic, princess. I’m buried deep in your sweet pussy. You’re mine right now.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Do you feel my cock inside you?”
She bit her lip, her eyes glazed with lust.
“Try Nic, baby. Call me Nic.”
“Ohh Nic,” she hissed, gripping the silk quilt in her fingers as I fucked into her.
“Touch yourself,” I commanded.
Her eyes widened. I thought she might protest. After all, she was my by-the-rules girl. I groaned when I saw her reach between her legs and begin to strum her clit.
“Holy fuck,” I growled, losing what control I had left.
I pumped harder, knowing I was going to come hard. The base of my spine clutched in a heated spasm. I had to hold on longer. I wanted more. I needed her pussy. I needed to watch her be a dirty girl a little bit longer.
I drew out slowly, dragging my cock through her folds before diving inside her with a forceful thrust.
“Don’t stop,” I ordered. “Make yourself come on my dick, princess. Spread your lips and I’ll watch.”
“Oh Nic,” she mewed. “More. I want more. Harder. Please.”
“Damn.” I stared at her in disbelief as she spread herself wider with her fingers.
I was in some kind of erotic movie. I had to be. Girls like Kenley didn’t do things like this. She was the girl who always had the right answers. Always knew the right thing to say. She knew rules and decorum.
She wasn’t the girl who let the prince fuck her in his closet, and begged for more. Or was she?
“I want you on your knees.” I breathed huskily.
I threw her legs to the bed and backed up just enough to flip her on her stomach.
“Ohhmph.”
I lifted her hips, rounding my hands over her perfect ass.
“I want this,” I growled. I pushed a thumb to her rose bud. She flinched and tucked her hips when I tried to push against the puckered muscle. “Later, princess,” I promised. “I’ll have this later.”
She looked at me over her shoulder. I leaned toward her, burning a kiss on her lips as my cock slammed into her. She tightened around me with precision, driving me wild. Pushing me to lose the last shackles that were holding me back.
Her eyes locked on me as she twisted to watch me take her from behind. Could she be any more perfect?
My hands gripped the softness of her hips as I pounded home.
“Harder,” she whispered. “Fuck me harder.”
I grinned devilishly. The answer was no. She couldn’t be any more perfect. She was pure perfection.
“Yes, princess,” I teased, slicing into her with determined force. She wanted my cock and I wanted her to have the chance to know it. To know how much I loved fucking her. How she turned me on.
“You’re mine, Kenley. Say it,” I demanded.
“I’ve always been.”
“Say it,” I growled, taking a handful of her hair. I pushed my dick so far she squealed.
“Oh it’s so good like that.” She smiled.
I yanked harder on her hair, inching deeper inside her. “Say it,” I hissed.
“I’m yours, Nic. God, I’m yours.”
The burning bullseye was back in my spine. I couldn’t deny it this time. I was going to come. My hips jerked back and forth.
“Touch yourself,” I moaned. “Come with me.”
I needed her to come hard on my dick. I panted, rocking my hips, and watching with carnal pleasure as she dipped a hand between her legs and steadied herself on one arm.
Her eyes closed and her breaths bec
ame shorter and faster.
“Like that,” I urged. “Faster. Fuck, baby.”
And then we exploded like a comet shooting through the Galona sky. There was fire raining down on us. Kenley screamed my name as I pumped into her. I held her body tightly, searing my cock inside her walls. My release was long and fierce.
“Oh holy fuck.” I kissed her on the back. I waited for a second before I began to slide my cock from her. It was undeniably amazing sex. Unexpected. Hot. Wild.
I looked down.
Kenley sighed and rolled to her back, wrapping the quilt to her chest. I didn’t know how to tell her. But I was going to have to. I shirked the last bits of rubber from my dick and held it up.
“What?” Her eyes widened.
“It broke.”
I fell backward on the bed next to her. Fuck. Now what?
14
Kenley
I didn’t know we could both be quiet for so long. I didn’t know what to say. Dominic tossed what was left of the condom in the trash and returned to the bed.
“I should go.” I tried to sit up, but he climbed on top of me, kissing me urgently.
“You’re not leaving this bed.”
“Royal proclamation?” I teased.
“Exactly.”
He adjusted his body next to mine and I nuzzled against his chest. Was any of this real?
“Sorry about the condom.”
I raised my chin to look at him. “It wasn’t your fault.”
“I got a little carried away.” I could see the regret on his face. I just hoped it wasn’t because of sex.
I wasn’t on birth control. It always made my face breakout. I didn’t have time to grab my diaphragm. It was all the way in my apartment. And I thought the condom would hold. I’d never seen one break before.
“You weren’t alone.” I smiled.
He chuckled. “No. I definitely wasn’t.” He ran his finger under the quilt to my breast. He circled my nipple. “I didn’t know this side of you existed, Kenley DuBois.”
I blushed. I didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or complimented. Maybe I should be both.
I gasped when he pinched my nipple between his fingers.
“Seems you have a sexual appetite that I have been ignoring.”
I nodded. He had no idea what kind of power he had over me.
“We don’t have to talk about this.” I closed my eyes. I wanted this to be my new reality, but I was a practical person. We were going to have to face the world we lived in. We had roles and duties. “I’ll get my things and we can just go back to normal. Or the new normal,” I added.
He tilted my chin. “You’re the one who wants to dissect every step I take. Who I speak with. How I address a crowd. Did I wear the right military medals? Did I remember my mother’s birthday? And now that we have had the most epic fuck, you want to pretend it didn’t happen? Not to mention the little condom mishap at the end.”
I pushed up on his chest. “Epic? You thought it was epic?” I tilted my head to study him. He was always gorgeous, but I was in his bed now and he looked like every fantasy I had had come true. I traced the line of ink on his arm. I loved the sexiness of the design.
“How would you describe it? I’d love to hear your take. You’re the analytical one.”
He was teasing me, but my heart beat wildly. Maybe this conversation was the real thing I had wanted all this time.
“Of course it was epic,” I admitted. “I never thought you saw me that way. I’m surprised. I don’t want to be confused, but I think I am.”
He brushed the hair away from my face. “You’ve always been here, Kenley. I know that.” He paused. “Life is clearer now. Brighter even. And I know you’re the reason for that. You didn’t give up on me. You believed I could become sober. And I did.”
I placed my hand over his heart. “I never doubted you. You should know that. Even on those dark days.”
“And now, princess?”
“I don’t doubt you.”
“Good. Because we’re up against a lot.”
“What do you mean?” My eyes studied his.
“I have to find my daughter. And I want you next to me to do it.”
“Of course I am. I’m always here to do whatever you need.”
His hand landed over mine and he pulled my palm to his lips. It sent a shiver all the way to my core.
“You don’t get it, princess. You aren’t going to be my royal manager anymore.”
I yanked my hand away as if he held it to a burning flame.
“What are you talking about?” Was he firing me?
“I decided somewhere between that closet and this bed, that you’re mine, baby.” He grinned. “And I think you said it too.”
“We were having sex. I said a lot of things.”
He laughed. “I thought I knew everything about you, but now I know so much more,” he growled. His arms circled my waist as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of my ass.
“You are not making any sense,” I protested, but he pulled the covers over our heads. His lips landed on my neck.
“It makes perfect sense. Complete sense. The most sense.”
I gasped when his mouth covered my nipple, pulling it between his teeth. My breasts were already tender and sensitive. This felt like the most sensual torture. I pressed his head closer to my chest while he sucked.
A tiny cry escaped my lips.
“But, I’m not leaving my post,” I challenged. “This was a…” I struggled for words while he roamed my body with his tongue. “…an impulsive weakness.”
“Weakness?” He bit my stomach and I squealed.
“Ok, not weakness.” I tried to fend him off. “Impulsive lapse of judgement.”
He pushed a finger inside me and a groaned. “Lapse of judgement?” he taunted.
His release had begun to pool between my legs. There was something insanely beautiful and magical about what we had done, and I was ruining it by trying to categorize it like a drunken one-night stand.
I tried to find my breath, but he pumped his finger, adding a second. It was intense as he stretched me wider.
“Admit you think we’re making a mistake,” I begged.
He rolled on top of me, positioning his cock at my pussy. He slid it back and forth torturing me with the promise of satisfaction, only he wasn’t giving it to me. My body burned for him.
I looked in his eyes. They raged with hunger and lust.
“We’re going to fuck the rest of the night, princess. And in the morning if you want to talk about our proper positions, I’ll let you. But only after you try all my dirty positions tonight.”
He started to push inside me. His mouth moved to my ear. “I didn’t want that condom to break, but I’m going to make the most of it. That means feeling how incredible your pussy is when I’m buried inside you. With nothing between us. Just for this night.”
I nodded. “Please.” There was no way our first time together would make a baby. And he made a good argument. He already came inside me—there was nothing we could do.
He grinned. “I think I can convince you to quit your job.” He thrust until the thickest part of his cock was inside me.
I shook my head. “You can’t.”
He chuckled. “I can. And I will.”
“Oh shit.” My head rolled to the side when he reared up on his knees and lifted my ass in the air with him. He drove into me. I reached for the headboard. I needed something to hold on to.
“Have you forgotten I’m your prince?”
“No, never,” I whispered.
His cock sliced inside me, blazing with control. Every move was intentional and deliberate. He knew how to render me speechless. He tilted my hips slightly upward so my clit rubbed against him. The friction sent me over the edge. The harder he thrust, the more vibration echoed to my core.
I couldn’t prevent the inevitable. I braced myself for an avalanche of an orgasm.
He grinned with satisfaction as my
body began to shake.
“Fuck you’re gorgeous, coming on my dick.”
I writhed against him, riding his thick cock harder. I wanted more. I needed it. I was exploding from the inside out. He pushed inside me, giving me exactly what I wanted.
I gripped his shaft inside me with violent force as the waves crashed through me.
“Oh fuck, princess. You’re going to make me come.”
“Please,” I begged.
We were idiots, having sex like this. We had lost all common sense. We were playing with fire. I ground into his pelvis, screaming as the flames licked my veins.
He pumped harder and faster. I knew he wanted to match my pace. He wanted to come with me. I yelped when he clutched my bottom and his climax hit him. The sweat dripped down his chest. And my eyes locked on his.
I’d never felt anything like this. I’d loved this man longer than I should have. I loved him when I should have been on dates with other guys. I loved him when his demons were ripping him from his family. I loved him despite all the reasons I shouldn’t have, but I’d never loved him like this.
He grunted as his release spilled inside me. With a final shudder, we both exhaled and then collapsed into sleep.
15
Dominic
I didn’t know where my phone or my watch were. I didn’t know what time it was. But I woke up from my nap starving.
Kenley was asleep on my arm. I was careful to slide it out from under her. I had to get dinner.
I walked to the foyer. My royal gym bag was on the console table. I dug through it, searching for my phone.
Shit. It was nearly nine o’clock. I didn’t know how long we fucked or slept, only that we needed both. I walked back to the bedroom. The only lights were from the outside palace illumination. Kenley’s face was gently bathed in a soft glow. Something stirred in my heart.
I had meant what I said. It seemed simple. Maybe impulsive, but when had I shown patience?
I needed Kenley. I always had. And if I was going to find my daughter, I needed her more than ever. She belonged here with me. Next to me.