by Margaux Fox
“I think being Princess Alexandra is pretty impressive.” Erin responded, her eyes dark with lazy desire.
“Princess Alexandra is a rank I was born to. That is just luck. It isn’t impressive.”
“Oh, Alexandra. Being Princess Alexandra is SO much more than that. I watch you every day playing that role. It is a lifetime of acting, of being so perfect and kind and genuine. It is a lifetime of remembering the little people’s names, of saying thank you, of being humble, of caring when you don’t really care. It is a world of giving parts of yourself away a hundred times a day and wondering if there will be anything real left in the end.” Erin took a breath. “You are incredible. Every day. That is why you are the most loved Princess. You are what changes perceptions of the Royal Family.”
“Thank you. You see a lot. Before you, I’m not sure when anyone else last saw the real me. I’m not really sure what is left of the real me. Anyway. Enough of this emotional stuff. You are making me blush!” Her cheeks pinked up endearingly.
Alexandra splashed Erin to lighten the moment. Erin splashed back. They both laughed.
“I can’t believe you just splashed me, you bitch!” Erin laughed, leaning forwards and grabbing Alexandra playfully.
Alexandra just laughed. “Let go, let go,” she laughed with bubbles in her face. “Did you just call your future queen a bitch?”
“Er……. No. You must have misheard.” Erin was on top of Alexandra at her end now, glad of the space in the big bath as she pinned the Princess against the back of the bath and kissed her intensely.
“I’ve been wanting to do that again. So much.”
Alexandra felt herself weaken and go to mush. Nothing was more seductive to her than Erin’s strength above her.
“I want to feel you inside me,” Alexandra whispered. “I want it so much. I’ve never done it before.”
“What do you mean?”
“Penetration, I’ve never received it before. I’ve only been with one woman, a long time ago, and she never did that to me. I fantasise about it all the time.”
“I’ll look after you. There’s nothing I want to give you more,” Erin held her.
Erin didn’t need asking twice. She was on her knees, straddling Alexandra’s hips as she kissed her and pushed her right hand under the water between Alexandra’s legs.
Alexandra’s labia opened to welcome her hand and she felt her slickness immediately across her fingers even under the water. Erin touched and teased while her tongue explored Alexandra’s mouth with an intensity that Alexandra had never felt.
Her finger pushed inside Alexandra whose pupils dilated as she felt it. She slipped back almost under the water in delight and Erin rescued her with her strong left arm.
“You had better keep your head above water if you want more. I can’t have Princess Alexandra accidentally drowning in my care!”
Alexandra giggled and nodded. “I want more. Please more. Please, I need you, so much.”
Erin pushed another finger inside, feeling her body adjust to accommodate the fingers. Alexandra moaned in appreciation and she pushed towards the fingers. Out and in again. Out and in again. Alexandra went crazy beneath her, moaning, begging.
“Please, please, that feels so good. That feels like nothing else on earth.”
Erin curled her fingers upwards to reach Alexandra’s G spot and continued with the in and out, increasing tempo.
Alexandra writhed and moaned beneath her. Louder. Vocal in her appreciation as Erin moved her hand faster, harder, more insistently.
Alexandra moved her own fingers to her clitoris while Erin fucked her. Seconds after touching herself, she dissolved into orgasm underneath Erin. Her eyes closed, her body tensed and then went limp. The orgasm rash appeared again across the top of her breasts and collarbone. Erin had never seen anything more beautiful.
They lay in Alexandra’s luxurious bed for a time afterwards talking. About nothing. About everything. Erin couldn’t stay over and fall asleep there, she knew that really. She wished the hours would slow. That she could stay there forever with Alexandra in her arms, but she knew she couldn’t. If she was caught there, they would both be in so much trouble.
As she saw the first light of dawn threatening at the edges of the curtains she knew she had to leave. She kissed Alexandra again and snuck out quietly, returning to her own bed where she lay alone and thoughtful.
What on earth was happening between her and the Princess? Where on earth could this go?
16
Weeks later it was scheduled for the Royal Family to visit Sweden to meet with Prince Nicolas and his family. Alexandra knew that preliminary discussions about their potential marriage would have already happened between advisors for both families.
That was a strange thought really.
That someone else was discussing her marriage with her future husband before she had discussed it with him. She felt more comfortable with someone else discussing it with him.
Also, meanwhile, she had been busy fucking her bodyguard late every evening under the cover of darkness. It felt crazy really. Every evening Alexandra would text Erin and get her to come round. She wanted her. She needed her. She wanted to be her real self and the only way she felt able to do that was alone with Erin. She wanted to learn everything about Erin, and have Erin learn everything about her. What she was doing, she didn’t know, but they were both lost in it. Sleep had become a stranger. They were too lost in each other.
Security was arranged in advance and they flew on the Royal plane.
Alexandra had demanded that Erin was put in a room adjoining her own and on arrival at the Swedish palace she was pleased with her room arrangements. As she requested. Away from her family and next to Erin.
Alexandra got ready with Alicia in her room for dinner with Nicolas and his family. She slid into a lovely long Prussian blue evening gown. It brought out her eyes. She knew it suited her. Alicia did her make up and hair and then she dismissed her.
She had ten minutes before she was due at dinner so she texted Erin.
Come to me
Erin didn’t question or even respond to Alexandra’s requests for her presence any more. She was literally waiting for any moment they could be alone together. There were never enough moments.
Erin knocked.
“Come in.”
“You look incredible, Alex,” Erin was taken aback every time she looked at Alexandra. She wished with everything she had that it could be her accompanying Alexandra to dinner.
She moved straight to kiss Alexandra but Alexandra pushed her off and laughed.
“Look at my makeup. Look at this lipstick… you can’t kiss me!”
Erin looked confused momentarily and frustratedly pretended to bite and kiss at Alexandra’s neck and collarbone. Pulling her into her arms, biting feather lightly at her so her mouth wouldn’t leave any marks.
Her perfume was overpowering and made Erin heady with desire.
“I’ve got no underwear on,” whispered Alexandra breathily.
Erin’s eyes widened with want.
“You’ve got five minutes. Literally 5 minutes,” Alexandra giggled as Erin’s lips and tongue tickled her neck.
Erin didn’t need asking twice. She lifted Alexandra’s long blue dress and her right hand began to explore.
She was so wet. So wanting.
Erin pushed immediately inside her and Alexandra’s body responded. This was something Alexandra had gone from never having done, to having totally discovered her G spot and wanting it all the time. She craved to be fucked by Erin’s strong fingers all the time. Her back arched over Erin’s left arm as Erin began to fuck her.
Erin wanted to take her in every way possible and feast on her body for hours.
But for now, for this five minutes, Alexandra needed hard and fast. She wanted to come fast for the incomparable feeling of Erin’s fingers inside her. They were beginning to learn each other. Beginning to learn the other’s body. To be grabbed and taken
as Erin was doing now was something that drove Alexandra wild. She was discovering all kinds of sexual freedom.
She moaned into Erin’s shoulder as she came hard and soaked Erin’s hand.
“Fuck. Your dress!” Erin laughed and pulled the dress up further with her left hand to avoid staining it.
“Towel, towel, we need a towel.” She looked around frantically as Alexandra purred contentedly, her eyes glazed. Literally Erin’s left hand holding her dress tight felt like the only thing holding her up. Erin grabbed a cushion as she leant Alexandra against the sofa and used the cushion to soak up the excess wetness and dry the inside of her thighs.
Alexandra just laughed.
“Sorry about the cushion.” Erin chucked it back on the sofa. “It was the only thing to hand. Lucky cushion!”
“Stop laughing, you’ll be late for dinner!”
“Sorry Sergeant Kennedy,” Alexandra said seductively as she pulled her dress back down and rearranged herself in the mirror.
“You look so so very beautiful.”
“Come and see me later. Please. I’ll need you again. I have to go now.” Alexandra blew a kiss as she made her way out of the door.
Erin sat on the arm of the sofa, next to the wet cushion, dazed with what had happened.
She had awoken some animal passion deep inside Alexandra and that in turn had awoken something similar within herself. It was driving them both crazy with desire.
Every night for the past few weeks they had done a similar dance. Alexandra texting late on and requesting her company. Then losing themselves in each other’s bodies for hours.
How she was going to cope with Alexandra spending the evening with her future husband, she did not know.
She brought her right hand to her lips and smelt the potency of Alexandra’s sex. She licked her fingers clean, tasting every bit of Alexandra’s come.
She tipped her head back and sighed loudly.
Princess Alexandra. What are you doing to me?
17
“Nicolas, so lovely to see you again.” Alexandra was effusive in her greeting and dazzling in her long blue dress.
“And you, you look so very beautiful Princess. It is an honour to have you and your family to stay with us. You are absolutely glowing.” Nicolas looked at her intently, yet kindly with his pale eyes. Nicolas was impeccably presented in suit of the darkest navy blue, which coincidentally matched her dress very well.
She smiled to herself. Glowing because of the incredible orgasm her bodyguard had just given her.
“Mother. Father.” Erin greeted her parents warmly as they approached.
“Alexandra. Always a pleasure,” said King George. “And Prince Nicolas. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I look forward to knowing you further.”
Alexandra tuned herself out to the small talk. She could do it in her sleep. Polite. Friendly. Dazzling when she smiled. Interested in everyone. She gave them all what they wanted from her as her thoughts strayed to thoughts of Erin and she felt her own wetness trickle down her inner thighs.
The dinner passed uneventfully. She learnt more about Nicolas and his family as dinner finished and everyone dispersed, Nicolas and Alexandra were left at the table alone talking for hours. She liked him. They got on well together.
“Alexandra, will you come back with me to my rooms? I would very much like to spend some time alone with you.”
“Of course,” she responded, almost warily, hoping more than anything that he didn’t try and touch her.
“Your apartment is lovely, Nicolas.” Alexandra took in the bold masculine decor and was happy to praise him. She took her gin and sat on the large dark grey sofa that dominated the room.
“So,” said Nicolas as he sat down next to her. He only had a marginal accent. His English was as proper as Alexandra’s own. “I would like to discuss the matter in hand with you, if that is okay?”
Alexandra nodded.
“The possibility of our marriage is something that I would be very happy about Alexandra. I am not deluded enough to think that my status is in any way in the same league as your own, however I do think that I would make the perfect compliment to you. Between us we would make such a royal power couple. I’ll add enough status, but never too much that it would in any way eclipse your own light. I want to stand beside you as you become Queen, Alexandra. I am happy to always be in the background. To always live in your shadow.”
“How do you feel about children Nicolas? I understand my father’s advisor has requested that you undergo some tests?”
“Yes. And I have. My sperm is of good quality. There should be no reason it could not be used to create a pregnancy. And I want children. Deeply. My main focus for marriage is to continue both of our family lines. As I am sure it is for you too.”
“Yes. Very much so. My family and my country. They both need this. They both need this from me.” Alexandra sighed.
“Alexandra, there is something I want to address. It is difficult for me to speak about, but I feel we must be open with each other.”
Alexandra raised her eyes to him, curious to hear what he was about to say.
“I think you are only interested in this marriage purely as an arrangement. I can sense that you aren’t interested in a love with me. I can sense that you aren’t interested in me in that way.”
“Wait, er.. .I am. I er… I….”
“Let me speak,” Nicolas continued. “Let me speak openly, and I would appreciate if you would do me the honour and respect of speaking honestly in return. The thing is, this is precisely why I am so keen to marry you. I consider myself largely asexual. I have no real interest in sex or romance. Our marriage would be very much for the public eye. I would like to have a strong friendship with you and I would love more than anything to become a father, although this may have to be achieved artificially. I would always be very respectful of you and I don’t have any other sinister secrets, other than this. Lack of interest in sex is a little embarrassing really. Not very manly. I would dearly like to marry and bear children in the hope that my shame never be shown to the world. I realise that this is a lot to take on board and I very much encourage you to take your time and have a think about this from your point of view and consider if this is a life that you would choose. I don’t know your motivations for wanting this arrangement, but I assume you have your own reasons for wanting a marriage with someone you aren’t in love with. I don’t need to know them now. However, all I ask is your honesty and respect.”
Alexandra was taken aback by his openness and she sat for a moment reflectively.
“Thank you for your openness Nicolas. I can assure you, your words will go no further. You are right in that I am not in love with you, nor do I have interest in you in that way. And I find myself relieved at the realisation that our potential children would be conceived artificially. I have my reasons, which I am not ready to discuss just yet and I am not sure that I ever will be. However, I am so grateful for the kindness and respect you have shown me throughout and they are qualities in you that stand out for me in my search for a husband. Let me think about your words. Let me think about our possible future together.”
Nicolas smiled and touched her hand. “Thank you very much Alexandra. I appreciate your confidentiality and I genuinely see a great future between us.”
18
Alexandra returned to her room and sat quietly, knowing Erin would have heard her return but not sure that she wanted to see her yet. Alexandra’s burden, although it should have felt lighter following Nicolas’s confession, it somehow also felt heavier and more real. Her marriage. Her children. Could she find a way to carry on fucking her bodyguard in secret? Was that really what she wanted with Erin, sordid quickies where she could get them?
She sighed and collapsed backwards onto her bed.
She knew she should see Erin and talk to her. It was 3am. Dinner had run late, and then she had spent time talking to Nicolas, maybe Erin would be asleep.
Alexandra
kicked off her shoes and wandered barefoot to Erin’s room pushing the door open and seeing Erin sitting up in bed in the dark. She looked like she had been crying even though Erin wasn’t someone she imagined ever crying.
“Erin…” she started quietly.
“Did you have sex with him, Alex? Please. I need to know. I thought I would be okay with this. I thought I would find a way to cope. But as the hours wore on and you didn’t return, I started going out of my head. Sorry, I shouldn’t ask. It isn’t my business. Oh god, I shouldn’t have said any of this.” Erin’s emotions spilled out of her mouth like water.
“Shhh. Shhhh. Sweetheart, no. I didn’t do it. I promise.”
Erin looked up, her eyes black in the dark. “You didn’t? What happened?”
“We just talked.” Alexandra repeated word for word to Erin, exactly what Nicolas had confessed to her.
Erin laughed. Spluttered. “Seriously?! What the fuck?! I’ve never heard of men being asexual. He doesn’t want to fuck you? Has he seen you? Alex? Seriously?”
“I think he was very serious, yes. Which makes him the perfect husband for me. My marriage to him will enable us to carry on spending time alone with each other where we can.”
Erin looked thoughtful.