The Lord's Passionate Lover (The Royals of Monaco, #3)

by Leslie North

  “Another subject!”

  The three sisters talked and ate together as they caught up on different events. They missed living together more than they had anticipated. Before they left, Macee made Liane promise to visit more with Simone.

  Chapter 5

  The following day, Macee and Francesca were in the middle of having dinner when Prince Louis and Lord Jacques came to join them. The Prince kissed Macee before sitting down while Lord Jacques bowed to Macee and then greeted Francesca.

  “Great that the two of you could join us,” Macee said as Francesca frowned at her plate. She knew that Macee would make some sort of joke about her and Jacques after dinner.

  “So how are you settling in?” Macee asked Jacques.

  “I am settling in just fine, your highness,” he replied.

  “That's good. I hope my husband treats you well.”

  “He does.”

  “Tell me if he does not,” Macee winked at him. Prince Louis coughed in warning.

  “Of course, I treat him well,” Prince Louis defended himself. He looked at Francesca. “Why are you so quiet?” he asked her.

  “I am actually not a talker,” Francesca replied. It was true. She was quieter than Macee and Liane but this time she was especially quiet because of Lord Jacques's presence. She could feel him looking at her whilst she was eating making it hard for her to make eye contact with him.

  “Are you not?” Lord Jacques asked.

  “No.”

  “You just have to find what she is interested in and she will talk to you,” Macee said to Lord Jacques.

  “Well, what is she interested in?” he asked. Francesca usually did not mind being the centre of attention but not in this moment. She did not fancy discussing herself or being discussed in front of Jacques. She could not put her finger on what it was yet, but she was not keen on him. He was older than her and he always seemed to know what she was thinking. No matter how attracted she was to him, she was going to have to keep her libido in check.

  “My beautiful niece. We went to see her yesterday. She is the cutest thing,” Francesca said hoping to shift the focus away from herself. Jacques raised his eyebrows. He could tell that she was avoiding his gaze, which amused him.

  “Do you have any children?” Macee asked Jacques.

  “No, your highness, I do not have any. Hopefully one day I will,” he replied.

  After dinner, Francesca mentioned that she was tired and was leaving. “I will walk you, as I am on my way out too,” Lord Jacques said. Francesca narrowed her gaze and reluctantly left with him.

  As they walked, Francesca turned to see him staring at her. “Mr. Jacques you glare a little too much,” she said. She could not help but point it out, as she had caught him looking at her on far too many occasions.

  “There is something about you that intrigues me but I have no clue what it is yet,” he replied, as he continued to look at her.

  “Is that so?” She was surprised but not interested.

  “Yes, and I intend to find out what it is.”

  “Good luck with that,” Francesca replied as she quickened her pace. As he watched her walk away, he thought about how cold she was toward him and how she avoided looking at him. But despite all of it, his presence clearly affected her. He could see how he made her uncomfortable. She seemed like a confident woman but around him, she was nervous.

  He knew that there was a significant difference in age and while he had sworn off women, he found himself wondering about her. And the fact that she was beautiful made it that much harder to avoid her. He slipped his hands in his pockets and carried on walking.

  * * *

  The following afternoon, Princess Katherine returned from Paris. It had not even been ten minutes since she was back when the queen came to her quarters. She kissed her daughter on both cheeks and led her to the sofa. “How was Paris, dear?” the queen asked her.

  “It was fine, mother,” Katherine replied. She knew what her mother was there to speak to her about as she waited for her to bring it up.

  “Sir Augustin came over for tea yesterday.”

  And so it begins, Katherine thought. “What does that have to do with me?” she asked her mother.

  “He is single-”

  “Oh! I forgot, I promised Macee that I would have lunch with her upon my return,” Katherine interrupted her mother as she jumped to her feet.

  “What? I was not done speaking with you.”

  “I will speak with you later.” Katherine kissed her mother on the cheek and rushed out of the room. Not only did she not want to speak about match making, but she especially did not want to speak about Sir Augustin. He was not her type and she would never consider him.

  Katherine rushed down the palace hallways to get away from her mother and arrived in Macee's quarters moments later. She found Macee lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling. “Are you alright?” Katherine asked her as she rushed over to her.

  Macee jerked her head upwards to see who it was. “Yes, I am fine now,” Macee replied. Katherine sat down next to her and put her hand on her forehead to check her temperature.

  “Are you sure you are alright?”

  “I was throwing up and it seems that lying here like this makes me feel better.”

  “That is quite strange.”

  “Tell me about it. How was Paris?”

  “I should have stayed longer.” Katherine threw herself backwards and laid on the floor next to Macee.

  “What happened?”

  “I was not even back for ten minutes when my mother was already talking about yet another suitor that she found for me.”

  Macee turned her head to face Katherine. “Are you alright lying on the floor?” she asked her. She had never expected to see Katherine on the floor. It seemed that the more she got to know her, the more she realised that she was not your typical princess.

  “I am fine. It's strangely calming.”

  Macee smiled. “And now I am hungry,” she said. She called one of the maids and asked her to bring some food. “So who did the queen want to set you up with this time?” she asked.

  “Sir Augustin.”

  “Wasn't he the one Francesca was speaking with at your birthday?”

  “He is.”

  “You are not interested?” Macee asked sarcastically.

  “No, I am not. We would be discussing historical buildings for the rest of our lives,” Katherine replied as Macee laughed. The maids brought in the food and placed the plates next to Macee. They asked if she wanted to sit on the sofa but she did not want to move.

  “Have some food,” Macee pushed the plates towards Katherine.

  “How is the Global Girls’ charity event coming along?” Katherine asked. Since Macee was the crown princess, she had to do a lot of charity work and organise events. There was a charity called Girls that was a special project of the royal family. Its purpose was to help teenage girls build self-esteem and confidence.

  “The organising is horrible but I do like working with the girls. It's crazy how there are so many girls that do not value themselves enough,” Macee replied as she ate.

  “It is sad isn't it?”

  “I like working with them. I think that is my favourite thing about being a crown princess.”

  “Besides my brother?”

  Macee laughed. “Of course, Louis comes first,” she said.

  “It's adorable how you call him Louis,” Katherine said and smiled. Only their parents called him by his given name. Everyone else called him Prince Louis or your highness. A maid rushed in to announce the prince's arrival.

  “What is happening in here?” Prince Louis asked as he walked in.

  “Hello, brother,” Katherine said. He crouched down and kissed Macee.

  “I was not feeling well, so I laid here and it helped. Princess Katherine is just keeping me company,” Macee said.

  “Macee, you are changing my sister,” Prince Louis said with a smile. It did not surprise him to see
his wife lying on the floor but it surprised him to see his sister.

  “I am merely helping her break out of her shell.”

  “What brings you over?” Katherine asked.

  “I am here to check on my wife, is that allowed?” he replied with a smile. He had been in the office all morning and he found that he had missed Macee and wanted to spend time with her.

  Chapter 6

  Louis rubbed Macee's belly. He did that when she was not feeling well and it always seemed to help. “You two make a handsome pair,” Katherine said. She rarely saw love present in political marriages, but it was obvious that her brother and Macee really loved each other. They were so adorable.

  “We really do,” Prince Louis answered. He was never good at accepting compliments. He had the “prince syndrome” as Macee called it. Princes and rich men always seemed so conceited.

  Macee rolled her eyes. “Thank you,” she replied as Katherine sat up.

  “I shall leave the two of you alone,” she said.

  “You're going already?”

  “Yes,” Katherine rubbed Macee's arm. She got to her feet and left Macee's quarters.

  “Au revoir,” Louis called out to his sister as she left. He returned his attention to Macee. “Feeling better?” he asked her.

  “Yes, I am okay. Strangely, lying on the floor helps. Being pregnant really does make one peculiar.”

  “Do not blame the pregnancy,” Prince Louis joked. Macee jerked her head up and frowned at Louis. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “So how is the Global Girls charity event going?” he asked her.

  “Everything is almost done,” Macee replied. The event was taking place in a few days. She had been organising it for the past few weeks and it had been hard on her, as she had never done anything like it before and she wanted it to be a success.

  “Good to hear that you’re making progress.”

  “I should really go check things out but I feel so tired.”

  Prince Louis ran his hand through her hair and kissed her forehead. “You should rest,” he said to her. He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. She caressed his face, as he lowered his head and kissed her.

  “Stay,” she whispered and carried on kissing him. Her hormones were in overdrive and she found that she enjoyed kissing much more now than before she was pregnant.

  “I thought you said that you were tired?”

  Rubbing his chest, “Louis,” she whispered against his lips. “If you make love to me, I might sleep better,” she answered, as she kissed him.

  Groaning, he pulled her tightly against him. “Who am I to argue with the hormones of a pregnant woman?”

  “Especially when it’s your wife,” Macee replied as she nibbled on his chin.

  Lying down next to her, he leaned on his arm as he looked at his wife. Running his fingers across her cheek, he smiled at her, as she unbuttoned his shirt. Kissing his chest, she tugged his shirt out of his waistband. “We have too many clothes on,” she complained, as he laughed.

  “Well, then we need to do something about that,” he replied as he sat up to pull his shirt off.

  Sitting up, Macee quickly pulled off her clothes as her husband slipped out of his pants. As he sat back down on the bed, Macee pounced on him, as she pushed him down. Laughing, he fell over backwards as she straddled his waist and began kissing him.

  “Have I told you how much I love you?” she asked as she kissed him.

  “No, you haven’t. At least not today,” he replied as he kissed her back. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he pulled her closer, as he rubbed her back. He resisted the urge to flip her onto her back, as he wanted to see how far she would take it. While she was still very shy around him sexually, her raging hormones were making her bold and he was enjoying this side of her.

  Kissing his face, she nuzzled his neck as she kissed her way down his collarbone. Her hair tickled his nipple, as he gasped. Giving him a wicked look, she tentatively licked his nipple as he made a hissing noise. Grinning, she licked his other one, as she felt it get hard. She had no idea that Louis would like it and she was curious as to what else he enjoyed. Blowing air across his chest, she liked seeing goose bumps rise up as she lightly tickled his chest. Sliding down his body, she licked his bellybutton and could not resist giggling when he sucked in his stomach.

  His growing erection bobbed against her stomach as she worked her way down his body. Kissing his hip, she rubbed her cheek against his pelvis, as she wrapped her hand around his penis. Squeezing lightly, she began to move her hand up and down the way he taught her as he rubbed her head. Raising her head, she licked the head of his penis as she continued to pump her hand up and down.

  “Oh, Macee,” he moaned, as he tangled his fingers in her hair. Pushing against her head, Macee slowly lowered her mouth over his shaft, as she squeezed the base. As she dragged her head back up, she put pressure with her tongue, as he shuddered beneath her. She could not resist smiling as she realized how much he was enjoying himself. Up until now, he had always taken the lead on their lovemaking, perhaps it was time that she do so. At least once in a while, Macee thought, much preferring when he was in charge.

  Bobbing her head up and down, she found a consistent rhythm, as she continued to lick and suck at his penis. Swirling her tongue around the head, she put pressure on his more sensitive parts, as he began to pant. Tightening his hand on her head, he fisted his other hand, as he fought not to come. Groaning, he tugged at her hair, as Macee looked up at him. Her eyes held desire, as she looked at him lazily. Crooking his finger at her, she slid up his body, as he flinched at the pressure against his now painful erection. If he were not careful, he would come too soon.

  Straddling his hips, Macee slowly lowered herself onto his cock, moaning at how good it felt. Gripping her hips, he held tight as she began to rise up and down. Leaning heavily on his chest, Macee closed her eyes as the sensations made her shudder.

  “Look at me, Macee, I want to see your passion,” Louis whispered. Opening her eyes, she looked at her husband as she picked up speed. Rubbing her fingers on his nipples, she adjusted her direction as she made short figure-eight movements with her pelvis, as she moved back and forth. Moaning, he gripped her hips tightly, as he matched her thrust for thrust. Calling out her name, he arched up into her as his orgasm hit. Moaning, she squeezed his nipples as her own orgasm rolled through her and she shuddered above him. She convulsed milking him, as she continued to ride him.

  Finding her clit, he rubbed at it as another orgasm quickly followed and Macee cried out his name. Rolling her beneath him, he kissed her face. “That was fantastic,” he told her as he continued to kiss her. Smiling lazily at him, she mumbled something about being hungry, as he laughed. “Of course, you are,” he told her as he hugged her tight.

  * * *

  It was the day of the Global Girls charity event and Macee was on site early to make sure everything was in place. She was so proud of all her hard work and how well everything had come together. She sat down with some of the girls to munch on cupcakes, as they waited for the guests to arrive.

  “What is it like being married to a prince?” one of the girls asked Macee.

  “I do not even see him as a prince,” Macee replied as she shrugged her shoulders. I see him as my husband and the man I love who happens to be a prince.”

  “That is so sweet,” several of the girls said at once.

  The girls kept asking her for advice and asked her about being the crown princess. Macee was happy to give them advice as she found that she really liked spending time with them. Moments later, her sisters arrived. She was so happy to see them, as she jumped up to hug them.

  “You two look lovely,” Macee said to her sisters. They were both wearing pencil dresses. Francesca wore a green one with a peplum design at the waist and short sleeves while Liane’s was a black sleeveless one.

  “Thanks, so do you,” Liane replied. Macee wore a knee length white dress with full lace sleeves. Her sisters
greeted the girls Macee was speaking to.

  The venue they were hosting the charity event at was a grand hall with mirrored walls and chandeliers that made the room sparkle. Macee had arranged for several photographers to assist with taking photos of guests as they arrived. At 1500 Euros a ticket, the event included a sit down dinner, champagne and an auction with all proceeds going to the Global Girls charity. Whomever bid the highest would have the privilege of taking an eligible bachelorette out on a date.

  Prince Louis finally arrived. Dressed in a cream-coloured linen suit and pale blue silk shirt, he kissed his wife. Since this was her first event as crown princess, it was important to Macee that she do a good job and she greatly wanted to please her husband. “I am glad you are finally here,” she said to him.

  “As am I. Come, show me around before the guests arrive,” he said to her.

  “You will love it but first, let me introduce you to the girls I have been working with,” she told him as she grabbed his hand. Macee knew that her husband had rock star status with many of them, which was proven true when some of the girls started screaming when they saw Prince Louis walking towards them.

  Macee introduced her husband, as the girls shyly greeted him. He was quick to charm them, as they began excitedly asking him questions and posing for pictures with him.

  Then Lord Jacques arrived. He was dressed in a dark charcoal suit and a black shirt. He left his shirt unbuttoned at the top, just enough to reveal his collarbone. He was sporting a two-day old beard and smiled as he greeted Princess Katherine, the queen and her sister, Bridgette.

  “He looks very handsome,” the queen said after he left. Katherine wanted to agree but she knew the purpose of her mother complimenting him. She drank her champagne and did not offer a response.

  “I agree, he is quite a handsome and charming man,” Bridgette said.

  Lord Jacques approached Liane and Francesca. “Good evening ladies,” he said to them. Liane immediately started smiling at him.

  “Hello, Lord Jacques,” Liane replied.

  “Good evening,” Francesca said.

  “You ladies look gorgeous,” he added as he looked at Francesca who studiously attempted to ignore him.