by Violet Paige
“Dominic.” Sophia sobbed.
I squeezed the baby gently again before I handed her to her mother.
She held her across her chest, kissing her rapidly. “Please don’t take her. This is all she knows. She’s happy and safe. No one knows who she is. She’s safe here”
“I want to know my daughter.” I swallowed. “I didn’t deserve what you did. I did nothing but love you Sophia. That love is gone now. But I never would have hurt you like you hurt me. I wouldn’t have hidden our baby. I wouldn’t have cut you out of her life.”
She closed her eyes, damp with tears. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
I ran my hands through my hair. “I need you to know something.” I stared out the window. I could see the long black car where Kenley was waiting.
I pulled the letter from my jacket. “A nurse in France sent me this.” I handed it to her. After she read it, I continued. “I was in a terrible place when I got this letter. I started drinking after you left. I figured if you and I couldn’t make it, then what was the point of pretending I was having any fun? I drank more at parties. I boozed until the booze was gone. And then I got this.”
I sat in a large striped chair. “The letter is what made me turn my life around. I got help. I’m sober. And I’m here. Because I want to be Adaline’s father. I love her and I don’t even know her. But I know I have to be in her life.” I cleared my throat. “But I don’t know the nurse who wrote the letter. I know she violated your trust. And there could be others that know as well. You can’t be naïve enough to think people don’t know about Adaline. You can’t protect her like I can, Sophia. I have the crown. What do you have?”
She froze. “I’ll move. I’ll keep moving.”
I shook my head. “It shouldn’t be like that. You don’t have to live on the run, waiting for someone to show up at your door. And are you going to constantly determine security threats to Galona? Are you going to ask Damon to give you clearance so you know who is currently targeting the family? Because, I’ll tell you, love. It changes daily.”
“She’s just a baby. She shouldn’t have to have security guards.”
“You’re right. She shouldn’t. But she’s a Sauvage. And she’s an heir to the throne. You have to be realistic.”
“I’ve only tried to keep her safe,” she whispered. Adaline was laughing as she grasped at Sophia’s necklace. “I almost lost her during the pregnancy. That’s when I moved,” she explained. “The doctor said I had to stay away from stress. I couldn’t do that in Europe, so I came here. I thought it was far enough away.”
“You have kept her safe. You have. But it’s time I take over. I can protect her. I can protect you both from threats you don’t even know exist.”
“Are you going to take her from me?”
“Soph, before I walked through that door, I wanted to, but I love her. And I promise to keep you both safe. I’m not going to break your heart a second time.”
I rose from the chair. I cupped Adaline’s head, ruffling her unruly curls.
“Then what are you going to do?” she asked.
“Can I come by tomorrow?” I asked. “I’d like to see her. You and I can talk. And I’ll bring Kenley.”
She nodded. “If Kenley’s coming, I’ll have my attorney here.”
I laughed. “Kenley isn’t representing my legal interests. She’s no longer my royal manager.”
“She’s not? Then why is she here?”
I put my hand on the door. “We’re together.” I kissed Adaline on the cheek, ignoring the shocked expression on Sophia’s face.
“And I’m leaving one of my men here tonight at the house.” I warned her with a glare not to protest. “Skip the attorney. I’m sure we can figure this out. I agree with you on one thing. Our daughter deserves only happiness.”
I walked out, closing the door behind me.
30
Kenley
Everything about Nic was different the minute he slid into the car. He greeted me with a long slow kiss, wrapping his hand around my neck. I moaned when his tongue flicked over mine.
“It went well?” I asked.
“Let’s talk when we get to the house.” He nodded forward at the window. Kurtis had the shield cracked.
“Ok.” I didn’t want to wait that long.
It was another forty-five minutes before the luggage was unpacked and the house was running like a royal summer home. Nic and I sat on the deck. One of the aides brought us a pitcher of sweet tea, a local specialty.
The ocean roared in front of us. The staff was inside preparing dinner. We finally had a few minutes to ourselves.
“Ok, tell me,” I pleaded. “What happened with Sophia? Did you see your daughter?”
He grinned. “I did. She’s perfect. The perfect baby. She has these dark curls you won’t believe.” He looked at me. “You get to meet her tomorrow.”
“I do?”
He nodded. “Yes. Sophia agreed to another meeting. We’re going to iron everything out. Adaline can’t just be ripped away from her mother.”
“Adaline?”
“Yes. Sophia named her after her grandmother. Yet another thing I didn’t have a say in.”
I held his hand. “I’m sorry you’ve missed so much.”
“It almost didn’t matter when I held her. It wasn’t for long, but when I held her, the responsibility hit me. I have to do what’s best for her. Fighting Sophia every step of the way, isn’t what’s right for Adaline.”
“Did Sophia say anything else? Did you get any answers?” I asked.
“I think she was fucking scared as hell. That’s what it comes down to. She didn’t want her daughter to grow up as a princess.” He shrugged. “But she has royal blood. My blood, Kenley. She’s mine.”
“I know she is. I can’t wait to meet her.” I twisted my lips together. “So…”
“Hmm?”
“So…does that mean you told Sophia about us?”
He laughed. “You should have seen her face. I didn’t get into any details.”
“That’s ok. It’s not important.”
He tugged my hand until I had no choice but rise from my chair and climb into his lap.
“You are important. And what we’re doing is important.” He kissed my neck and I sighed. If the staff looked out the floor to ceiling windows they would see us.
“Nic,” I protested.
“Did you have fun on the jet today, Miss DuBois?” he asked gruffly.
“Which part are you asking about?” I played coy.
He pinched my bottom lip between his fingers. “When we came at thirty-thousand feet. I think you came twice.”
I blushed. “Three times?”
He smacked me on the bottom. “Today has been incredible.” He kissed me slowly. “We’re going to have a baby, aren’t we?”
I nodded. My body was quivering for him. I wanted him inside me now. “Yes,” I whispered.
“How long until dinner is ready?” he asked.
I looked through the windows at the crew in the kitchen. There were plates on the wooden island.
“Maybe five minutes,” I answered.
He reached to his zipper. “Then fuck me fast.”
“Nic, you can’t—”
But he freed his cock and slid my panties to the side. An instant rush of heat swept through my legs.
“I said fuck me.”
His eyes glowered and I trembled. I lowered myself as he pushed inside me with a sudden fullness. I was sore and swollen. Every thrust was filled with fire and pain. I rode the blinding white light until I knew I was going to come hard.
I started to pant when his fingers moved to my clit.
“Come hard on my cock, dirty princess,” he groaned. “Come with that sweet wet pussy of yours.”
God, his dirty words did something to me. I moaned through one last jerk of my hips as the climax unlocked the electricity in my core. I muffled a cry in his shoulder as my body convulsed around him.
“You’re so fucking hot, baby.” He grunted again and again. “And you’re going to have my baby. I love fucking you.” His release shot inside me as I ground my hips into him.
“Ohh,” I moaned. “Ohh, yes.”
Nic kissed me and smiled. “I love you.”
I took his face with my hands. “I love you too.”
“Let’s eat so we can get in bed. It’s been a long day.”
I wiggled backward, feeling the empty feeling when his cock slid from my body. I straightened my panties under my skirt and stood. I looked up. No one in the kitchen had even looked in our direction. I was tempted to try it again. My hormones were in overload with baby talk. It was like they were on their own adrenaline program. All I could think about was having sex and making a baby with Nic. It was wildly romantic and erotic at the same time. I never imagined we would be at this place together in our relationship.
We had our own language. Our own intimate secret. And it was making me wild with desire every time he looked at me. So wild I wanted to give him everything he wanted. I couldn’t think of ever denying him. He needed to know that.
I yanked on his arm before we walked in the beach house.
“What is it, princess?” he asked.
I looked in his eyes. “I’ve made a decision about something. I’ve thought a lot about it.”
“More decisions today? We must be setting a world record.”
I shook my head. Maybe my timing was wrong. I had just misread the intimacy of what we just did in the deck chair. “It’s ok. Later. We can talk about it later. Maybe after dinner? Or tomorrow night? You’ve had a long day. And it’s totally off-topic.”
“No.” He tipped my chin upward. “What is it? You can tell me anything. Always.”
I bit my lip. “I was thinking…maybe it would be the smart thing…you know since I don’t know a whole lot about it…but maybe before I’m pregnant…”
“What is it?”
I sighed. “I think it makes sense. It would be easier I think.”
“Kenley.” His eyes warned me to spit it out.
“I don’t want to be a virgin anymore,” I whispered. “You know where.” I turned crimson.
“Holy fuck.” He grabbed my hand. “Forget what I said about being tired. We’re not eating, and we’re sure as hell not sleeping.”
He pulled me through the door, but we passed the kitchen and the curious faces without stopping.
“Leave us,” he called as we traipsed through the living room. “Everyone out. You may close down for the night.”
“Nic,” I pleaded. I was trying to catch up to him in the hall. I tried to hide my laughter.
He turned, pushing open the bedroom door. “If I don’t get you in this bed now, the whole house is going to know what we’re doing. Believe me, you’ll be glad I told them to leave.”
I giggled, throwing my arms around his neck. He locked the door behind us and carried me to the bed.
31
Dominic
I lowered Kenley to the bed, stripping the clothes from her body. She tossed her bra on the floor. We had just had sex on the deck and my come had soaked her panties. I tore them from her legs. Knowing my come was still inside her pussy was hot as fuck.
She moaned as I massaged between her legs, coating her rosebud with my essence. The pink ring was puckered and tight. I didn’t know if she was ready for this. We had only started playing with her backdoor, but there was no doubt she liked it. The girl went fucking wild when I touched her ass.
But the fact that she was still a virgin there made me think maybe it had never appealed to her before. She didn’t know there were stages. Her body had to adjust to a cock like mine.
“Make sure I’m not a virgin anymore, Nic,” she purred, immediately crawling on her hands and legs, pushing her hips toward the edge of the bed.
“Oh sweet fuck, baby.” Her pussy glistened for me. I smacked her bottom and shoved the pants from my legs. My cock bobbed upward.
“I want you, Nic.” She panted, wiggling back. “I don’t think I can wait.”
I slipped my fingers inside her pussy and she sighed. I wanted to soothe her ache until she was ready. She had a long way to go before my dick was inside her.
She rocked back and forth, her head moving side to side.
“That’s it,” I coaxed.
I pushed the tip of my cock to her ass. I groaned, telling myself I had to slow down. This had to be slow and easy. I had to take my time. I wanted her to love it. To enjoy it.
I pressed the head against the rigid muscles and she squirmed. I slid my fingers out of her and toyed with her clit.
“Ohh,” she whimpered.
“Open up, baby,” I demanded.
I watched in total amazement as her knees went wide and her rosebud was mine.
“Fuck,” I growled thrusting another inch inside her virgin ass.
“Oh, Nic.” She went rigid.
I strummed her clit, sliding my fingers back in her pussy.
“Easy, baby. Let me in.”
“I want you inside me, so much. Please,” she begged. “I don’t think I can. You’re so big, Nic.”
“I know you want it. I want it too. I want everything from you. Let me in. Let me fuck you, baby,” I coaxed. “It’s going to feel so good.” My chest was about to explode, I wanted her so much. My cock had never been this hard. I clenched my jaw, powering all my restraint.
She nodded. “I have to have you. God, I want you to fuck me.” She pushed back wildly, sucking me inside.
I howled sliding into her ass.
She yelped but did it again and then we were lost. We lost our patience. We lost our damn minds. I was rocking in and out, pushing her to new limits. Taking myself to a fucking state of nirvana I didn’t know existed.
She was exquisite and delicate. She gave her body with each breath. With each beat of her heart. And I loved her for it. I loved this gift she gave me. I had never felt anything so tight on my dick before. Her pretty little virgin ass was magnificent.
I looked down as I slid in and out, my cock disappearing in her body. Kenley watched me over her shoulder with a look of pure carnal innocence. I don’t know how she did what she did to me.
I reached forward, twisting her tits until she whimpered. I climbed onto the bed, pushing deep inside her as I cupped her tits and sat her upright on my cock, where she could ride me.
I held her tits with one hand, while my other spread her knees wider and sank my fingers in her wet pussy.
“Oh shit,” I hissed in her ear. “Fuck my fingers and my cock, baby. Let me feel everything you have. Can you do that for me?” I asked. “Fuck me everywhere, baby. I’m inside you. Do you feel how deep I am?.”
“Oh yes.” Her head fell on my shoulder and I kissed along her throat. She glistened with sweat.
It was fucking insane what she could do with her body.
Her head turned and my mouth was on hers. “I want to give you more,” she gasped, spreading her knees, sinking another inch on my dick, taking my cock where no other man had been. She was mine. Only mine.
“Make me yours everywhere,” she begged.
“Oh fuck.” I gripped her hips, lifting her up and down. I was going to lose it here and now. I thrust faster. We both screamed our release.
I came. The white light blinded me as my cock became a thunderbolt of pleasure.
Kenley bucked and cried, reaching between her legs to stroke her clit even more. I knew she was close when she began to make sweet little noises. And then I felt her shudder beneath me. My cock convulsed, shooting my seed inside her. I pumped gently, knowing it was the first time her ass had been filled with come. I groaned, coating her rosebud with my essence. I was in fucking heaven.
We panted into a heap. I kissed her shoulder and breasts, sucking her tit in my mouth with a full kiss.
“Are you ok?” I asked. “Was it too much?” I gently rubbed her ass, massaging it.
She shook her head. �
��Mmm. That feels good. I’ve never felt closer to you. I loved it.”
“You were perfect. I don’t want you to be sore.”
“It’s ok. It was worth it.”
I smiled. “It was incredible, wasn’t it?”
She nodded. “I didn’t know what I was missing.”
I laughed. “I loved being inside you that way, but don’t think I’m giving up the baby making,” I teased. “And you’re right. We might have to wait until after the baby to do that again.” As much as I hated to think about it turning down a chance to fuck her sweet ass again.
She grinned. “After dessert we’ll go back to baby making.” She closed her eyes. “I think I’m just going to take a quick nap and then get up to eat.”
I kissed her forehead and tucked the covers under her shoulders. “Sleep, baby. You need it. I can draw a hot bath for you, if you want.”
She shook her head and I knew she was asleep.
I walked to the shower. The windows were tinted on the outside, so I could see out, but no one could see the prince of Galona was buck naked and about to take a shower.
It was a rain shower with a natural pebble floor. I stood under the steam and lathered my body. I had a lot to figure out before I saw Sophia tomorrow. I couldn’t picture leaving Adaline behind. I was here for her. But I couldn’t rip her from her mother’s arms either.
Galona and South Carolina weren’t close enough for us to alternate weekends and weeknights. I was going to have to figure out a way to convince Sophia to move back to Europe. Maybe she would consider Spain. It was close enough we could come up with a suitable parenting arrangement. I could move her into one of our estates there. She would have a state-of-the-art security system and it would be a seamless transition for our security team.
The more I thought about it, the more it made sense to relocate her to Spain. I liked the idea.
I turned off the shower and grabbed a towel. Kenley was asleep. I walked past her and to the kitchen. The staff was gone, but the table was set with candles, china, and crystal.