Royal Blood Complete Series Box Set

by August Davies

Brendan stopped laughing. “Wait a second, you're serious? I thought you were trying to pull my leg. How could a stripper be a virgin?”

  I gathered myself. “The right guy has never come along.”

  Brendan became serious. “Shawn, I don't think I'm the right guy for you. Maybe we shouldn't do this until you're ready. Are you even gay?”

  “Of course I am,” I replied.

  No! This conversation wasn't going the way I wanted it to.

  I tried to find the right words. “That's the thing, Brendan. I've been waiting for this knight in shining armor to show up and whisk me off my feet. I realized that doesn't happen in real life—until I met you.” I grabbed his hand and held it tightly. “You might not be wearing armor, but you saved my life tonight.”

  You're my knight.

  “But I put you in that situation. I put you in harm's way. I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.” He faced away from me, looking out the motel window, his eyes taking in the night. “We shouldn't do this.”

  Fear seized my body. I didn't want this to end. My stupid virginity couldn't hold me back any longer.

  “Brendan dammit, stop thinking about everything so much and just take me!”

  He turned back to me with wide eyes. Where did that powerful man come from? A warrior inhabited my body for a moment to help me get my way.

  Brendan inched his way back to me. Our faces were millimeters apart, our noses touching. “I don't want to hurt you, Shawn.”

  “Then don't.” I pressed my lips to his and soaked in his scent. His hands returned to my skin and set it ablaze. I felt up his bulging biceps, avoiding his dressed wound. I ran my hands down to his belt, fiddling around with the buckle until it came loose.

  Brendan stood up and unsnapped his jeans. He pulled his pants off along with his white boxer-briefs. His cock was full and throbbing for me. I knew I felt something special when I gave him that lap dance.

  “Lay down on the bed. I need to kiss every inch of you,” he ordered.

  I nodded and lay softly against the pillow. Brendan slipped my jeans down my legs and tossed it to the side. He ran his lips up my thighs, passing my pubic hair and resting on my belly button.

  My body involuntarily convulsed as he kissed my waistline. He put his hand on my hips to still my body.

  “I'm so ready, Brendan. Fuck me now...”

  He kissed me on the lips as he flipped me over. I looked behind to see his thickness so close to me. My mind couldn't comprehend that this was really happening. How could he be with a guy like me?

  He forced his way inside me, breaking through my tight ass. I squeezed the sheets from the sudden pain that melted away into extreme pleasure. He slowly thrust in and out, making sure to fill me up completely.

  “Are you all right?” he murmured.

  I nodded, breathing in sharply.

  Brendan slid in and out of me, rocking his hips back and forth. I couldn't handle it anymore. I reached down and found my erect manliness. I needed to find my release.

  “Come for me, baby,” Brendan whispered in my ear.

  I shattered into a million pieces all around him. Oh my god! All the muscles in my body squeezed and flexed at once. I screamed as Brendan slammed in and out of me, sending me straight to heaven.

  Brendan thrust into me one final time, reaching his climax. He called out my name as he unloaded inside me. Brendan collapsed on top of me in a sweaty mess, both of us out of breath. I wrapped my arms around him and never let go. This man was all mine—and I was all his.

  “How was that?” he asked, rolling over next to me.

  I stared up at the ceiling in shock. “That was so absolutely incredible. I can barely keep my thoughts together.” I faced him and held his hand. “Was I good enough for you?”

  Brendan laughed. “You're more than enough. I've never come so hard...or fast in my entire life.”

  Wow! I wanted to do back-flips around the tiny hotel room. My body felt so tired but my mind was wide awake. I slipped my hand under the covers and reached over to Brendan. His erection was back at full force.

  Brendan was amused. “I can't usually go again so soon. This night is a lot of firsts for me.”

  “Me too,” I replied, grinning. I can't believe this night!

  Brendan ran his fingers through my hair and stared into my eyes. “I don't want this night to end.” He climbed on top of me and we made love over and over again.

  Chapter Twelve

  Brendan

  I woke up from the sun baking my face and turned over to find Shawn sound asleep. I'd never stayed the night with a guy before. This was another first for me. What was it about this man that was so different? He was fucking hot—that was for sure. Normally I would have ran for this hills when I found out they were a virgin. It makes it a lot harder to have a one-night stand.

  But I didn't want to do that with Shawn. I wanted to having as many nights with him as possible.

  I watched how his hair reflected in the sunlight. The sheets barely covered his chest. My morning wood couldn't get any harder. If I stayed in bed any longer, I'd end up taking him while he slept. That wasn't such a bad idea but I didn't want to scare him too much.

  I quietly sneaked out of bed and crept into the bathroom. I checked on Shawn one last time to make sure he was still asleep before closing the door. I stared at myself in the mirror and realized that I was smiling. I couldn't remember the last time I was actually this happy. The gauze pad on my arm was soaked with blood. I lifted it slightly and winced from the pain. Better to just leave it alone and heal. I turned on the shower and the steam fogged up the bathroom.

  What I wouldn't do to make that man mine forever.

  I stepped under the warm water and let it wash over my body. My muscles relaxed and I squirted some body wash into my hands. I lathered the soap all over my skin, rinsing away the dirt, sweat, and memories of the restaurant. I smiled again when I remembered the love-making from last night.

  Love-making? Who the fuck was I? I didn't even know anymore. All I knew, was that I was falling for Shawn—hard.

  The memory of the restaurant and shooting crept back into my mind. I would need to deal with all that today. I'd call Hammer after the shower and check up on things.

  The shower door suddenly opened and Shawn jumped in completely naked. He giggled as he hugged me, his face getting hit by a spray of water.

  “Did you sleep well last night?” I asked.

  Shawn gazed up at me. “I don't think I've ever slept so soundly before. I don't think anything could have woken me up.” He faced away from the shower head and soaked his hair.

  “Me too.” I smiled.

  “What do you have to do today?” he asked.

  I lathered my hair with shampoo. “Need to go to the MC and deal with some things. Shouldn't take too long. We can see each other tonight.”

  “I'd like that,” he replied, wiping the shampoo from my eyes. “I need to go to my apartment anyways and change. But before that, there's one thing I've been dying to do.” He smiled before getting down on his knees.

  Oh shit!

  He grasped my hard-on and stroked it to life. I leaned my head back and moaned. The water cascaded off my back as he opened his mouth and put me inside. “Oh my god, that feels so damn good.”

  Shawn wrapped his lips around me and bobbed his head up and down. He pushed me deeper and deeper down his throat until he hit my base. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I clenched his hair in my fingers as he ran his tongue up my shaft.

  “Does this feel good?” he asked with a devious grin.

  “Oh yes,” I replied. “Where did you learn to do this?”

  He popped me out of his mouth. “This is my first time.”

  I almost collapsed at his response. How could he be this good?

  Shawn stroked me while keeping me in his mouth and then he backed away. I needed to fuck him so badly. Needed to feel his warm ass around me.

  But he wasn't going to
let me.

  I was going to come too soon. My breathing quickened—my grip on his hair tightened.

  “You feel so good in my mouth,” he murmured.

  “I'm so close,” I moaned.

  What was he doing? I couldn't hold back any longer. I found my release in his mouth while he continued to suck me hard. I cried out, screaming his name at the top of my lungs.

  Shawn pulled me out and wiped his lips. “You taste so good.”

  This guy is so fucking hot and he swallows semen. “Why did I deserve that?” I asked.

  “Last night was more than incredible. It exceeded every expectation. I thought you needed a thank you.”

  I ran my face under the water. “You deserve a standing ovation for that.”

  He got up from the shower floor and we embraced. “Why does this feel so right?” he asked, taking my hand in his.

  I traced the outline of his palm. “I don't know. But I do know that I don't want this to stop.”

  We kissed passionately under the water. I was already erect again. I needed him now. I pressed my body against his and let hi feel my pulsing member on his abs.

  “I need you again, Shawn.”

  “Then what are you waiting for.” He grinned, facing away from me and put his hands on the glass shower door. Shawn pushed out his ass until my shaft was caught in between his cheeks. I placed my hands on his hips and slid inside him. We both screamed in ecstasy as I crashed against him.

  He turned his head towards me. “Fuck me harder, Brendan.”

  Whoa! This guy was so dirty.

  I pounded into him, stretching him out, quickening my pace.

  Shawn let go and came all around me, his legs violently quivering. I moaned and released inside him, filling him up.

  We fell down onto the tile floor, our limbs tangled in each other. “Do we have to leave this hotel room?” he asked, exasperated.

  “Well we need to eat eventually.” I laughed.

  “What about room service?”

  “You remember what this place looks like, right?”

  Shawn chuckled. “Scratch that. I'll eat something at home.”

  I dried myself off in the shower as I watched Shawn wrap a towel around his delicious body. His bare neck looked so tasty. I wanted to feed on him and drink his blood.

  “Oh fuck!” Shawn yelled.

  My heart jumped. “What is it?” I looked around for my pants that hid my gun.

  “I totally forgot to call Jenny last night.”

  My heart returned to it's normal rhythm. Shawn ran out of the bathroom and grabbed his phone. “Shit my phone died.”

  “Do you need to use mine?”

  Shawn scrounged through his bag and produced a cable. “No thanks, I can charge it.” He plugged it into the wall and turned on his phone. “Jenny left fourteen text messages and five voicemails. She's going to hang me for this.”

  I tried to reassure him. “She'll understand when you explain the restaurant to her.”

  Shawn dialed Jenny's number and waited. “I'm so sorry, Jenny. My phone died and I totally forgot to call you. I've been through so much since last night...Yeah, I'm on my way right now and I'll explain everything.”

  “Is she all right?” I asked, putting my wife-beater back on.

  “She wants to rip me into tiny pieces but she's glad I'm okay. I should probably get home.” Shawn looked out the window. “I totally forgot that my car is still at the strip club. Can you give me a lift to my apartment?”

  I nodded. “Just let me give Hammer a call first and make sure we're safe to leave.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Shawn

  Brendan and I pulled up to my apartment on his Harley. I felt like such a badass. I wished Jenny would walk outside and see me on a motorcycle. My arms bear hugged his body. I didn't want to let go. I couldn't leave him yet.

  “Want me to pick you up later tonight?” Brendan asked.

  “Yes, please.” I hesitantly got off the bike and stood next to him.

  He tore his sunglasses off. “You're so fucking sexy, Shawn.”

  My face blushed red. I bent over and kissed him on the cheek. “I'll be thinking about last night.”

  “Don't play games with me or else I'll take you right here on my bike.”

  I almost wanted to take him up on his offer. “Bye, Brendan.”

  He blew me a kiss and put his sunglasses back on. The tires of his bike screeched on the pavement as he took off. I walked up to the doorway when I got ping from my phone. I turned it on to find a text message from Brendan.

  Brendan: Last night was beyond words. I need to bend you over and take that fine ass of yours again.

  His message filled me with warm and hard feelings. He was everything I wanted and more.

  I texted him back:

  Shawn: I'm counting the seconds until you can ravage me again.

  Brendan: Such a dirty man.

  I put my phone back in my pocket and opened the door.

  A hurricane called Jenny hit me with 150 mph winds. “Where the fuck have you been, Shawn?” She grabbed a hold of me with tears in her eyes. “I was worried sick about you.” She hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe.

  “I'm so sorry, Jenny. Last night was beyond crazy. I'll explain everything but I need to eat something. My stomach is devouring itself from the inside out.”

  Jenny walked me to the kitchen. “There's still some eggs in the fridge.”

  I grabbed a pan and heated it over the gas stove-top. Jenny took a seat at the breakfast bar, waiting for me to spill the details.

  I cracked an egg and dropped the yolk into the frying pan. “I don't even know how to start,” I told her. The egg sizzled in the pan and I used a spatula to scramble it.

  “Start from the beginning. That's usually the best place,” she smirked.

  I stuck my tongue out at her. “After my shift last night, Brendan took me to a restaurant.”

  “I already know that. You were supposed to call me after your date so I knew you were all right.”

  I gathered the egg and plated it. “The dinner was amazing and Brendan and I were having such a good time. We were flirting and playing footsie under the table.”

  “My Shawn? Playing footsie with a guy? Does not compute.”

  “Things were going so well until I spotted some guys outside...they had guns.” I sat down next to Shawn and stuffed my mouth with eggs.

  Jenny's mouth dropped.

  “They shot at us, killing our waiter.” I flashback to his body hitting the ground with a “thud.” I shut my eyes and tried to erase the memory from my mind.

  Jenny became frantic. “Oh my god. Did you get hurt?” She put her hands on me and checked me all over.

  “No I'm fine. Brendan saved my life. We barely escaped out of there.” I remembered riding on his bike, trying to stop my hands from shaking. I looked at my palms and they seemed fine.

  Jenny relaxed. “Thank god you're all right. I'm glad he was there.”

  I didn't want to tell her that the men were there to kill him. I'd rather let Jenny think that Brendan was the hero because my next bit of news would blow her mind.

  “Afterwards, he took me to a motel just in case anyone was following us. One thing led to another...”

  Jenny gasped. “Holy shit, Shawn! I knew you looked different. You've finally been deflowered.” She nudged me in the shoulder. “So how was he?

  We both giggled. “It was beyond words, Jenny. I'd never felt like that before in my entire life.”

  She leaned in closer and whispered, “Did you come?”

  I nodded and flushed red. “So many times. It was truly magical.”

  Jenny clapped. “I'm so happy for you, Shawn. But isn't this guy a criminal?”

  I thought about it for a moment. “You know, I'm not actually sure. He's apart of a motorcycle club and that's really all I know.”

  “You need to be careful, Shawn. I don't want you getting hurt.”

  I looked
down at the floor. “I think I'm falling for him.”

  “I can't believe it. My Shawn lost his virginity and found love all in one night. This must be one hell of a guy.”

  “He really is, Jenny. I can't wait for you to meet him.”