by Alexis Angel
“Mmm, same,” I moan out. I bring my fingers down to my clit, my pussy aching for touch because of how he’s torturing me with these long, deep strokes.
The circles I work in my clit make my pussy start gripping Derek’s cock even harder and I hear him growl at the feel of me milking him.
It brings him so close to cumming that he actually starts to slam deep into me again and stops pulling out so far and so much. He can’t take it anymore. The increased speed and maintained depth of his thrusts steals my breath. My fingers fall from my clit and I’m reaching out desperately for anything to grab a hold of. There’s nothing, but luckily Derek’s got me so I’m not about to collapse like a falling circus tent. It just feels like it because I’m quaking beneath him.
Finally, we're both spent. Derek pulls me from under him and we cuddle, me tucked into the crook of his arm, for I have no idea how long. The emotional weight of finally being back together again pulls me into a calm and dreamless sleep while I listen to his heartbeat returning to a normal place after our mini-marathon of orgasms.
I remember my eyes fluttering shut, and then I felt them open again. Derek wasn’t asleep but holding me. Stroking my hair and watching me sleep.
“You’re gorgeous,” Derek says, pressing a kiss into my forehead. “You’re so fucking perfect. I didn’t know I could love someone so much.”
Tears are going to well up in my eyes all over again if he keeps that up. I prop my head up in my palm, elbow resting on his chest. “Good. I’m not great at sharing. I can’t bear the idea of you being anything but mine.”
Derek grins broadly. “Well, technically you're going to have to share me with a whole kingdom…” He starts to laugh. “But I’m only assisting you in orgasming.”
“At least with a hands-on approach. I don’t know how many people are actually in your kingdom, but a solid number of them are probably cumming right now thinking about you.” I remember every person I ever heard mention the Crown Prince of St. Albans being very clear that they’d practically cut off one of their own legs just to go for a ride on his royal cock. I don’t feel the jealous pangs that I had before the ball, though, because I know that Derek’s all mine.
“That’s true. And I slept around a lot,” Derek says, eyes narrowing at the admission. As if it was news to either of us? “But I love only you. I've never felt the way I do for you, never felt that for anyone else.”
“Derek, I thought I could only love dancing … but I love you so much more than that. In fact, without you, dancing became very unsatisfying, too. I need you, babe.” I get up off my elbows and stand up.
Derek rises as well and wraps his strong arms around me, holding me so that the hard wall of his eight-pack abs crushes my breasts against him.
“I need you, too.”
And he’s not lying.
I feel an enormous erection when he holds me. I don’t even realize what’s happening until I’m gasping, but Derek lifted me up and lowered me down on his cock. I had no idea a man could do that like I was light as a feather, but then he starts rolling his hips and I’m glad he’s holding me because a tiny breeze could knock me over. His cock hits all the right places inside me, making me moan loudly. It doesn’t matter much … I don’t plan to dance at this club anymore. It isn’t like I’m fucking a client again. So my attitude is let ‘em hear what Derek Van Windsor can do to his future princess. Because I'm not about to suffer anymore bitches that think I can’t have my man.
I’ve got something more important than noble birth or a place at his court.
I have the magic fucking pussy his cock fits just right in. Yeah, that’s right. We’re a filthy fairytale, with a happily ever after signed in the scent of my pussy. It was that scent that drew him to me and that led him back to me. Much better than some disappearing pumpkin, wouldn’t you say?
Derek carries us to the couch, and he stands while I sit, and I match his fucking stroke for stroke.
I really want to taste us together again. I crave it as much as I need oxygen to survive. I spread my legs wide as I can and I use my hands to pump up so that Derek’s cock is fucking so deep that I’m a wobbling, quivering mess on the couch. “Babe, when we cum, I want to kiss you with our tastes in our mouths.” I’m panting, barely able to get the words out.
Derek cups my face. “Anything for my princess.” He strokes faster. “As you command,” Derek says with the perfect smugness I’ve come to expect from him. It's exactly that moment that his orgasm ricochets into my own, our body’s clamoring for release and finding solace in each other’s rhythm.
“Fuuuuuck!” I scream out, because my pussy is trying to shove his cock right out of me, I’m cumming so hard.
Derek relents when I feel my cum dripping down my thighs, and he brings his cock up to finish in my mouth so we can swap cum.
I hold out my tongue, and the spurting head jets his hot cum onto it. I hold it there and run close my lips over his cock, sucking up my cum coating his cock now. “Mmm,” I moan, letting him know I have what I need.
Derek pulls his cock out of my mouth and grips my face to kiss me. Our tongues dance over our mixed juices, tasting each other together as we kiss and our bodies entwine. When we finally come up for air, I’d believe you if you said it had been five seconds, but I’d also believe you if you said it had been five hours. Time hardly seems to exist when I’m with Derek. Only the happiness, and lust, we share seems to have any real lasting effect on reality.
“Goddamn you’re so perfectly filthy!” I say, laughing. “I used to feel challenged to really up my sexy game when I was dancing, but with you and I together, something dirty is always just on the menu. You’re the only person I know as comfortable with being a fucking sex animal like I am,” I tell Derek.
He laughs now. “Yeah, I got around, but until you and I fucked, I basically feel like those were dirty training wheels. Sex with you means so much more than it ever did with anyone else I’ve ever slept with. In fact, you’re the only person it has ever meant anything with.” Derek kisses my forehead and pulls me close to him. He traces circles over my skin and keeps me tight in his hold. Someone might actually need the VIP room tonight but they’ll just have to wait because this is utter perfection.
“Yeah, sex with you is like I’m seeing shit, feeling shit for the very first time. Everything else feels like it was out of focus compared to how heightened everything feels with you.” I flatten my palm against Derek’s chest. Over his heart, feeling the steady rhythm. “When I wasn’t sure we were going to work out, I wanted to stay in St. Albans. Since you’ve been in my life, I haven’t been able to imagine a life without you in it.” I kiss him softly. A tender, sweet peck.
“Ella, I dumped my kingdom upside to find you when I found out that you’d gone here to find me. I didn’t listen to any naysayers … or pesky fucking reality. I can’t have a life without you.” Derek pulls me tighter into his arms, wrapping them around me completely and squeezing me so hard I could break.
“We need to get out of this VIP room. Get out of here. Take me back to the palace without hiding me in the wings?” I hear the slight tremor of nerves in my voice, and I realize that’s because despite any of the declarations or lust here today, that’s the real test. If he takes me home. If he proves that he wants me. He said he wanted to marry me. But people say a lot of things. I don’t doubt that he loves me, but I still need this, you know?
“Of course, my princess,” Derek says with a smile, relenting his grip on me. “Though I do prefer you unclothed. Tits like that aren’t made to be covered in anything but my mouth, my hands, or my cum.”
“Aww, you’re such a romantic,” I say, bending over to retrieve my clothes.
Derek slips a finger into my pussy, pulling it out and sucking the creamy cum off it. “You’re a sweet girl, yourself,” Derek says. His face is totally serious but we're both laughing in just a few seconds. We went kind of hard on our clothes when we started retrieving them, and I need to get in my locker
to get something I can actually wear outside the club, but I actually feel good about getting dressed.
Going to the palace.
Even becoming a princess.
Because I think you get this by now … and it's kind of sinking in for me, too, I swear. But Derek and I, we’d do anything for each other. We have done plenty of crazy shit, and I’m sure there’s more to come. But I’m kind of excited for things to get uneventful for our happily ever after. No more chasing, no more hiding, no more doubting.
I close my hand in his and we walk out of the VIP room together.
“I kind of wanted to take that thong this time, too,” Derek whispers in my ear.
I’m caught up in the moment, remembering that first night and talking to Derek. Kissing Derek … fucking him. Damn, I can’t believe what all has happened in so little time, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything, because it all led me to here.
I squeeze his hand tighter as we head toward the lockers. I’ll get my stuff and I’ll talk to my boss – soon to be former boss – soon. Right now I have this paranoia, though, that if I let go of his hand, something terrible is going to happen and we’ll be separated again.
I see several girls from the club completely forget they’re dancing and give me the “fuck you, you lucky bitch” glare or skip right ahead to looking at the delectable man that is Derek.
Yeah, bitches, he’s really mine.
And don’t act like you don’t know the rules.
You can look, but you definitely can’t touch.
26
Ella
I peer down at the tiny face grinning up at me, fist clenched as she kicks her little feet. Those deep blue eyes glow with love that nearly matches my own.
“Come to Mommy, little Sapphire,” I say, picking her up and cradling her in my arms.
Derek comes up and wraps his arms around both of us from behind. “How’s my little princess?”
I look over at him, where he has his chin hooked over my shoulder, peering down at our three-month-old little girl. She has his jet-black hair but my sapphire blue eyes. It was only fitting that we name her after what brought us together in the first place. Sapphire.
“Which one?” I tease.
“Both,” he says, pressing a kiss against my neck that has me instantly tingly in all the right places.
I smile and lean back against his strong chest, loving how perfect everything is.
After he found me at the Lusty Lady, he whisked me off to his palace and made me his wife the very same day. He said he wasn’t willing to lose me again. He’d worked too hard to find me and wanted to keep me beside him forever, starting right away.
I don’t know what I would've done if he hadn’t figured out how Melissa manipulated both of us. I could've spent the rest of my life without my prince charming.
Now that psycho is locked away in The Dungeon for life. Well, it’s not literally a dungeon. That’s just what St. Albans calls its prison. Apparently, Melissa was up to more shady shit than just trying to get rid of me and snag Derek. He had her investigated and they discovered she’d been stealing from the royal family for years. Now we don’t ever have to worry about her again.
Derek comes around in front of me and reaches for Sapphire, taking her in his arms and murmuring all kinds of sweet things in her ear. He’s a perfect daddy. Almost as much as he’s a perfect husband.
He makes sure I’m happy and satisfied. In every way.
“I have a surprise for you,” he says when he lays Sapphire back in her bassinet.
I clap excitedly. “What is it?”
Derek calls for the nanny and takes my hand. “Come with me.”
He leads me out of the nursery and down the hall to our royal chamber, which is insanely huge. Take the biggest penthouse you can imagine, then multiply it by five. That’s our personal section of the palace.
I lean into his strong arms as we walk, sighing in contentment. I don’t think life could be any more perfect.
Everything I thought we had between us was absolutely true. Completely real. True love. That connection has grown even stronger, and I think we fall more in love every single day.
“Close your eyes,” he commands.
I giggle. “Sounds naughty,” I tease. Please let it be naughty. I can’t get enough of his body. It’s no wonder I got pregnant almost immediately. Rabbits? They have nothing on me and my prince.
“It’s totally naughty,” he says, his hands running down to cup my ass, and I bite my lip in anticipation. “You know what today is?”
I shake my head, closing my eyes when he reaches up and brushes his fingers over my lids. “Tell me.”
“It’s our anniversary.”
I frown, confused. We still have another week and a half before our anniversary. “No…”
I feel him nod against my neck as he nips at the sensitive skin there. “It is. One year ago today, I walked into a strip club, and nothing has been the same since.”
I laugh. “I hope that’s a good thing.”
“The very best thing. So I have something for you to celebrate.” Derek places his hand on the small of my back and guides me forward. I’m not sure where he’s leading me, but it feels like it’s toward one of the empty rooms we haven’t gotten around to decorating yet. Or even figuring out what to use it for.
“Eyes closed,” he reminds me as he comes around in front of me and pulls me by the hands.
I squeeze them tighter, even though all I want to do is find out what his surprise is.
“Stay here.”
He moves away from me, and I can see lights come on behind my eyelids, but I keep them shut. Then music fills the room, loud and pounding out a sexy beat.
“Okay,” Derek says, back by my side, leaning in for a long, slow, seductive kiss that has my body instantly wet and needy. He breaks the kiss after a minute. “Open your eyes.”
I do, and my hand flies to my mouth. I can’t believe what I see. The entire room has been transformed. Dark walls and plush carpet, a huge-ass bed right in the middle of the room, begging to be christened. But that’s not the best part.
No, the best part is the low stage directly in front of the bed, bright spotlights pointed to the center where a shiny pole extends from floor to ceiling.
I turn to Derek, eyes wide. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” I can’t keep the excitement out of my voice. “You did this for me?”
He smiles, wickedly, all kinds of naughty intentions in his eyes. “For us. You like it?”
“Um, yeah!”
He chuckles as I race to the stage and walk up the steps. I can’t believe this. The last time I stripped on a stage was the night he found me. Of course, I’ve stripped plenty for him—I mean, come on, I’m not gonna waste that talent—but I won’t lie. I’ve missed being on stage, even though he’s the only one I’d ever want to perform for now.
Now it looks like we have the perfect place to be as naughty as we want.
He jumps on the bed, settling in, leaning back against the headboard with his hands behind his head, a suggestive arch to his brow. “Wanna try it out?”
Fuck yeah.
So do I. I give him the best fucking show of his life. And the best part of it is that when I’m done, I can crawl right up into the bed with him and let him fuck my brains out for the rest of the day. Good thing for royal nannies…
He reaches down and touches me where I’m already so wet and ready, then lifts his fingers to his nose. “So sweet. I love the way you smell.”
I laugh as I straddle his body, sinking down on his thick, perfect cock. It’s a good thing, or he may not have found me. “I love you.”
Derek clasps his hand behind my neck and draws me to him, capturing my lips in a perfect kiss. “I love you too, princess.”
Then he gets busy showing me just how much he loves me. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of him. And my fairytale has come true, because I don’t have to. He’s mine. Forever.
A Note F
rom The Author
I hope you liked the feature presentation of Cindersmellya.
I always view novel releases like a day at the fair or something fun. At least that’s how when I buy a book, I look at it. I go to the beach, or to my balcony, with a nice tall vodka tonic and lounge chair and get ready to spend an entire afternoon.
So even though this novel was 45,000 words, I wanted to give you some more content.
To fulfill this goal, I am providing some extra content.
First, we will start with a copy of Scandalous, by Alexis Angel. This book is no longer published and provided for free with every copy.
Then we have Client 5, by Alexis Angel. It has an added new epilogue as well! This book is no longer published and provided for free.
This then has a copy of Man Chaser by Alexis Angel. This book is no longer published and provided for free.
Then we move on to a copy of Dirty Daddy by Alexis Angel!
After that, we have a copy of Woman of the House by Abby Angel! This has never before been provided as a thank you until now!
And then I have a very special treat. Completely brand new! My collected NLs! NL being newsletter. If you haven’t read my newsletter, then you are sorta missing out lol. This has been updated to include my newsletters up to July 15!
After that, I have one short story!
Derek’s Happy Lap Dance a short story by Alexis Angel.
This is a never before seen and brand new story. They will never be published anywhere else separately.