The King's Crown: The Complete Series

by Sasha Scott

  The King’s Crown

  The Complete Series

  By Sasha Scott

  Copyright © 2017 Sasha Scott

  All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner.

  All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. For adults only.

  You can check out all of my other stories and keep up to date with all my new releases at my Amazon author’s page!

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  Contents

  Ruling the Partner

  Ruling the Hostess

  Ruling the Princess

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  Ruling the Partner

  It had taken years of research, funding and planning but finally it was all paying off. Erica and Jack had managed to discover the ancient kingdom they had been searching for.

  The castle of Kaava was a legend which had passed through all archaeological circles since before anybody could remember. It spoke of a missing kingdom that belonged to a long forgotten race, that was located deep in the middle of a mysterious jungle.

  Naturally every archaeologist dreamed of being able to discover such a thing but very few ever took the stories as more than myth. Erica and Jack were two of those people.

  Erica and Jack were both young archaeologists who had broken onto the scene together at around the same time which was how they managed to form a bond as partners and rivals. They worked together and pushed each other to bigger and better things and it was that will which led to the two of them working together to seek out one of their field’s fairy tales.

  They researched through books and libraries long discarded. They’d battled valiantly to earn the money they needed. They’d planned carefully for a one time chance at discovery and it had all paid off, the city was right in front of their eyes.

  “I can’t believe we’ve really found it,” Erica said as they looked over the stone structure that was buried under overflowing green.

  She was still only twenty nine years old and already she’d discovered something incredible, more incredible than any of her peers.

  Erica had long brown hair which she had tied up in a handy ponytail, tanned skin from her time outdoors as well as a trim, toned, fit body. Despite her brains being her main asset she was a very good looking lady.

  “You better believe,” Jack replied, “This is why we came here, isn’t it?”

  Jack was the same age as her and was in exactly the same situation. This discovering would cause their names to go down in history!

  He was tall, handsome and rugged. Like her his skin was darkened by the sun’s rays and his figure was covered in firm muscle. Some of the elder archaeologists were envious of his appearance but Jack never gave them the time of day.

  “Yes I know, I know, it’s just… we really discovered Kaava.”

  Despite starting on this expedition the two didn’t discount the possibility that the myth truly was a myth, however now they had no doubts that the entire story was real which meant a prize was waiting for them inside.

  Every story about Kaava spoke about the golden, jeweled encrusted, crown which sat in its center, a device which supposedly gave the king great power. If the kingdom was real then surely the crown had to be too.

  “We can’t stop here, can we?” Jack said with an excited grin on his face, “If this is the real Kaava then we need to get the crown as proof.”

  “Naturally. We’ve come too far to stop now. We’re not going back without that crown.”

  Like a pair of eager children the two moved from their vantage point and set off for the entrance. They’d discovered the castle, now it was time to claim the spoils.

  The long lost city of Kaava was such a stunning location. Even if time had taken its toll the crumbling kingdom was a sight for sore eyes.

  Erica and Jack were stunned by the sights and the structures they saw as they wandered through the ancient location. There was simply too much for two people to take in, the kingdom was just too vast. That was why they simply concentrated on their prize.

  Following the legends they made their way right to the center of the castle, to the throne room which was one the domain of the civilization’s king but was now just an empty and derelict place like everything else in the forgotten city.

  “Do you think this is the place?” Erica asked as they entered a huge room after a long trek.

  “If it is then the crown should be just up ahead.”

  As they wandered in deeper they finally noticed something, something sparkling against the rays of light which slipped in through the cracks in the crumbling walls. In a city of stone and greenery it naturally stood out.

  Sitting on the throne, which was once occupied by the kingdom’s ruler, was the prize they had been seeking, the crown.

  “There it is, it’s real, it’s really real,” Erica cheered in glee as she sped up with her partner by her side.

  “I can’t believe it’s really here,” Jack seconded, “I can’t believe we found it. This is the greatest discovery in archaeology history!”

  “We’ll go down as legends after this. The people who discovered the lost city of Kaava, who found the ancient crown of Kaava.”

  Jack reached forward and lifted the crown from its pedestal. It truly was a beautiful thing, made from solid gold and encrusted with different colored jewels like diamonds, rubies and sapphires.

  “The legends said that the crown carried a great power,” Jack mumbled as he looked it over, “It definitely doesn’t feel powerful.”

  “Hey be careful with that thing.”

  “I know what I’m doing, besides it’s been sitting here for hundreds of years, it’s not gonna crumble from this.”

  “That’s our life’s work, I don’t want to take any chances.”

  While Erica was stressing out, Jack lifted the crown and placed it upon his own temple.

  “Come on, doesn’t it suit me?”

  Jack chuckled to himself as his partner rolled her eyes. However that was when he felt something, felt some strange energy surging around him.

  “King of Kaava.”

  What was that? Jack was sure he heard something but it wasn’t coming from around him, it felt like it was coming from within his own head.

  “My power is yours to use as you see fit.”

  There was definitely a voice, a voice which wasn’t his booming in his mind, a voice which he could not control.

  “Wear me and command all those around you.”

  Those words, those phrases, it couldn’t be the crown could it? It was madness yes but hearing voices was madness to begin with.

  “Everyone is made to obey you.”

  Seriously what was going on? What was that voice, what did it mean? Could it really be the crown doing it all?

  “Hey, Jack!”

  The yelling voice of his partner snapped Jack from his trance like state. He felt strange, kind of disoriented.

  “Woah… what just happened?”

  “You tell me. You put that crown on then you started staring off in the distance and ignoring me. I was seriously freaked out.”

  She wasn’t the only one. She hadn’t even heard that voice, it seemed. It truly had been in his head only.

  “I guess I just got a bit carried away daydreaming, nothing to worry about.”

  “Fine, just don’t scare me like that,” Erica sighed, “Now stop goofing around with that thing and let’s head back.”

  “Oh yeah, sure thing.”

  Jack removed the crown and they placed it in their ruc
ksack for safe keeping. It was a long way back to civilization and they couldn’t risk losing their prize. They’d discovered a legendary artifact, they had to look after it.

  Due to how deep Kaava was located in the wilderness, Erica and Jack had to spend several nights sleeping in the jungle before they made it to the edge, just the two of them.

  Sleeping in the rough wasn’t anything the two were aversed to. They were archaeologists, they were used to camping out like that and had had to do so on their way to the ancient city to begin with. The only difference was now they were carrying serious cargo.

  Because they wanted to protect the crown at all costs, the two of them were taking sleeping shifts so that nobody could come and steal the goods; they didn’t want to take any risks.

  It was late at night and it was Jack’s turn to keep watch for thieves. Erica had just came off a turn and was tucked into a sleeping bag, deep in slumber. It was Jack alone with the crown.

  Jack couldn’t forget what had happened earlier in the day when he had adorned the crown and felt a presence in his mind, and had heard a voice talking to him, calling out to him. He’d kept it secret from Erica and now he wanted to know more about it.

  He opened up the rucksack and unwrapped the crown from its cloth coating. It looked just as beautiful under the moonlight as it did glistening in that throne room.

  Despite the fact that it was such a stunning artifact, which could probably fetch a considerable sum if it was pawned off rather than what they intended for it, there was nothing about it which screamed mysterious power. However Jack was captured by the urge to try it on again.

  Nothing magical happened as he put it on. There was no flash of light and no surge of energy but for some reason he felt different. It felt right to wear the crown.

  This time there were no voices telling him what to do, he simply remembered the words he had heard. Command those around you, they are made to obey. What did they mean? The crown was said to have a great power that helped the king to rule his people. Could it really be something like the power to control?

  Jack got lost in his thoughts for quite some time, revelling in the mystery, the secrets of the crown. Again he had to be snapped out of his trance and again it was by Erica.

  “What are you doing with that?” she groaned at him, “You were supposed to be looking after it, not wearing it. Seriously I can’t leave you alone for five minutes.”

  Who did she think she was talking to him like that? When did she get named the boss? They were equal partners, there was no superior amongst them and even if there was it should have been him.

  Where were such thoughts coming from? He didn’t know, they weren’t his usual train of thought but right there and then he saw himself as the one who should be in charge.

  “I don’t like your tone,” he said to her, “Don’t speak to me like that. Apologize right now.”

  Erica was not a subservient woman. She’d always been feisty, she wasn’t one to back down so easily but when he ordered, she obeyed.

  “I’m sorry for speaking out of turn,” Erica mumbled as she lowered her head.

  That wasn’t like her, it wasn’t like her at all but Jack kind of liked it. He liked being spoken to with respect, he liked when she obeyed his instructions.

  “Much better. I’ll wear this crown if I want to wear it, understand?”

  “Yes Jack, I’m sorry.”

  Meekly apologizing so easily, this simply wasn’t like Erica one bit. Jack was starting to get very excited. It could have always been her exhaustion making her more submissive but he didn’t think so, there was only one possibility in his mind.

  “I’m glad you understand. Now come over here and give me a kiss.”

  What? He even surprised himself with that instruction. What was he saying to her? Was it him who was suffering from a lack of sleep?

  Of course Jack had always found Erica highly attractive because she simply was. She had a beautiful face and a hot body which gave her a lot of admirers amongst the other archaeologists back home. However Jack had been with her for so long he’d stopped seeing her as a woman, or so he thought, then suddenly he was blurring out commands like that!

  As he was still recovering from the shock of what was coming out of his mouth, Erica came and pressed something against it as she followed through with the command and delivered a kiss.

  It didn’t last for long, little more than a second but it got his instincts flowing again. He ordered her and she performed. He truly felt like a king, like a man who could have anything.

  Suddenly Jack was very much seeing Erica as a woman.

  “Take your clothes off for me,” he ordered again, confidence growing.

  “Yes Jack,” she responded, completely obediently once more, before starting to perform the deed.

  Like him she was sleeping in her usual daywear which meant being packed up into a tight pair of olive green shorts and a shirt, along with some dirty brown boots. It wasn’t sexy which was why it all needed to come off.

  Erica popped her shirt open and peeled it down her body, exposing her large breasts contained in a white bra. Then she followed up by sliding her thumbs into her waistband and rolling her hips, undressing her lower half.

  Her shorts dropped down around her ankles as she kicked her boots away and let it all tumble down. Suddenly the tanned beauty was wearing nothing but her underwear.

  She looked so darn good in so little. She had such a good body, all of that time outdoors had given her a flat stomach and a firm, round, ass. Jack could feel his excitement throbbing down below.

  “Good but not enough,” he growled as his greedy eyes looked over her, “The underwear, lose it.”

  After delivering a single nod she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, allowing the fabric to tumble away, exposing her front completely, showing him her bare, pink, nipples. He’d seen her in a bikini before so the underwear was nothing too far but this was his first time seeing her naked.

  Once her bra was taken care of, Erica reached down and wiggled herself out of her panties, fully undressing down to her birthday suit before his very eyes.

  “Is this what you wanted?” she asked, completely under his spell.

  The hardness in his pants approached its fullness, his bulge forming a large tent unlike the one they were sleeping in, one that gave him no chance of slumbering until it was taken care of.

  Jack soaked in the sight of her stunning, naked, body, his confidence growing even greater as she obeyed him without complaint. He felt like an alpha male; like a king.

  He reached down and unbuckled his pants, freeing the beast which he had suffocating within. His rock hard shaft came springing out, throbbing for attention, and he knew exactly where to get it from.

  “Kneel,” he ordered and she obeyed, dropping down in front of him, before him, “Now suck my cock.”

  His voice was more than hypnotic, it was simply powerful and Erica couldn’t help but listen and do. It felt so right to serve him, she couldn’t help it. Suddenly he just seemed so mighty.

  Erica opened up and wrapped her lips around the head of Jack’s engrossed shaft, moans slipping free as she purred like a minx, happy to please her king. She didn’t know where such thoughts were coming from, they were new and oh so strong; irresistible.

  She lathered her tongue around the very tip of his manhood as she rolled her head back and forth, suckling on his rod, pleasuring his length. It was good to serve.

  “Deeper,” he growled as he held his hands behind his head and savored the moment, savored the feeling of that hot mouth wrapped around his dick.

  Of course it goes without saying that she did as she was told, her lips sliding further down his shaft, swallowing the inches into her insides as she pushed herself lower and lower, towards the base. She knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until she was as low as she could go.

  Trickles of drool ran from her lips as she lathered his size up in spit, glossing it in saliva, lubricating it up so t
hat it could fit where it needed to go and that was in the very limits of her mouth; into her throat.

  Her tongue worked the head and her lips the shaft as she made his dick shine in her slobber before she finally gave the push that she needed to, pressing his stiffness in deep until his cock was compressed in her tightness and her lips were sealed to the very base.

  Jack threw his head back and groaned as every inch of his hard dick was pleasured in her embrace. She was such a good servant and she was getting him off.

  “That’s it,” he growled as he reached down and held her head, fingers curling into her brunette locks, keeping her pinned nice and deep down his manhood, “Keep going, I’m almost there.”