Royal Rock:A Bad Boy Royal Romance(37)

Which was a good choice, as it turned out. My eyes roamed her body, up along her skin, and I couldn't help but kiss her lips.

She reacted instantly. "Are you taking advantage of an injured woman?" she asked me.

"Yes," I answered. "Any complaints?"

"Maybe." She was smiling slightly.

"Go tell them to the king."

She laughed and I kissed her again.

She wrapped her arms around me. I slowly found her pussy, and it was soaking already.

"Look at you," I said softly, "soaking wet, despite the wounds."

"I can't help it," she said. "You took off my pants. My body just wants what comes next."

I kissed her neck, rubbing her wet pussy. She moaned as I slipped her panties down her legs, tossing them aside.







She was dripping as I slowly pressed my fingers inside her, being  careful of her leg. She moaned and kissed me back, taking my fingers.

I began to work her like that, my fingers deep inside her, fucking her. I  rolled them out and rubbed her clit, kissing her lips, her neck,  working her. She groaned, moving her hips, working herself.

She pushed me back and reached down to unbuckle my belt. I helped her,  not wanting her to move too much. Once my pants were off, she pushed me  back onto the bed and got on top of me.

"Careful," I said. "I'm hurt."

She laughed. "Suck it up."

"If I have to." She kissed me and then stripped my shirt off and kissed my wound.

"You do have to."

She kissed down my muscular chest and then pulled off my underwear. She  took my cock in her hands and slowly began to stroke me. I was hard as  fuck, and I got harder when she stripped her shirt off, tossing it  aside. Her breasts were perfect, full and gorgeous.

She slowly bent down and took my cock into her mouth. She sucked me  slowly, her tongue rolling around my tip. I groaned, loving the way she  sucked my cock. I knew we shouldn't be doing this, since we were both  hurt, but I wasn't about to stop it.

What Bryce wanted, Bryce got. If she wanted my cock, I'd give as much as she could handle.

She pulled back slowly, sliding her hand up and down my length. Suddenly she straddled me.

"Hold on," I said. "The condom."

"Forget it," she said, rubbing me against her soaking pussy. "I want you, Trip."

I grunted and took her hips. She slowly slid my cock deep inside her, and I was in fucking ecstasy.

Nothing felt better than my bare cock deep inside her tight little cunt.  She slowly rode me, and I helped her, my hands on her ass, sliding her  up and down. She pressed back, working her hips, taking my cock deep  inside her.

I grabbed her then and rolled her over. She gasped, and her hair spread  out behind her as I pushed deep inside her, fucking her slowly. I kissed  her neck and her lips.

"I want this pussy every day for the rest of my life," I said. "I want to feel you, skin on skin. You're so fucking wet."

I worked myself deep inside her. She spread her legs wide for me, taking  my thick cock. I worked deep and slow, fucking her pussy, making her  moan.

"Trip," she gasped as I knelt back and began to rub her clit. "Fuck, Trip. I've been thinking about this."

"I know," I said, fucking her deep. "You can't stop thinking about my royal cock."

She gasped as I began to fuck her harder. I knew what she wanted as I  put her hands up above her head. She wanted me to take and to destroy  her, to make her body bend to exactly what I wanted. She wanted me to  make her mine, and that was what I was going to do.

I pressed myself deep inside her, pinning her hands above her head and  kissing her lips. She moaned, loving it, so I teased her nipple with my  tongue and bit it softly. That made her moan again as I fucked her,  sliding in and out of her soaking pussy.

I released her hands and she grabbed on to the headboard bars. I cradled  her head toward me, fucking her in deep, rough thrusts. I could feel  the sweat beginning to drip down our bodies as we worked together, her  hips rolling against mine as I thrust deep inside her, fucking her deep.

I kissed her and then bit her lip, fucking her harder. She groaned,  tipping her head back. I released her and then took her hair, pulling it  slightly and grabbing her hip with my other hand.

"Fuck, I'm so close," she gasped. "So fucking close. Please, Trip. Fuck me."

"I'm your fucking king now," I whispered to her. "I'm your fucking king, and you're going to come for the king."

"Yes, Your Majesty," she moaned. "Fuck me, Trip. Come inside me. I want to feel it inside me."

That set my fucking blood on fire. I fucked her harder, my thrusts  getting more insistent. I wanted to fill her pussy with my hot cum,  wanted to fuck her deep and fill her up with it. I wanted to put a  fucking heir in her belly.

She began to come, slowly at first, then faster, her body twitching, her  back arched. She said my name again and again, and I groaned, unable to  hold myself back.

I came deep inside her. "Yes," she gasped. "Oh fuck yes. Come inside me."

I came heavy, my mind a blank of pleasure as I continued to fuck her,  our orgasms rolling through our bodies. My mind was like a pinpoint,  laser-focused on her body as I came deep inside her.

Slowly we finished. I pulled back and laughed.

"What?" she asked.

"My shoulder is bleeding again."

She looked at me, concerned. "Are you okay?"







"Fine," I said. "I'll get a medic to stitch me up." I kissed her softly  on the mouth and then checked her thigh. She was just fine.

I collapsed onto the bed next to her.

"I love you, Trip," she said.

"I love you too," I answered. "And now that we're working on an heir, we're going to have to make this official."

She blinked at me. "Are you serious?"

"I'm very serious. I want to make you mine, and I'm going to."

She bit her lip and looked away. "Show me the ring; then we'll talk."

I laughed and kissed her neck. "Okay, my fucking sexy queen."

"Queen." She shook her head. "That's insane."

"You'll get used to it."

I kissed her softly again, and I meant it. One day, she'd be my queen and all of this would feel normal.

We had a long road ahead of us, but the war was going to end now that  I'd decided to commit some serious forces to crushing them. And she was  going to need to learn Starklandian.

Plus, the people weren't going to like a foreigner as their queen.

But I wasn't worried about any of it. The only thing I needed was next  to me in this bed. Bryce was going to be my queen, and she was going to  give me little princes and princesses.

The royal line wouldn't end with me. While I couldn't say that mattered  so much to me, it did matter that Bryce was the one who was continuing  it with me. Without her, all of this would seem less important.

I had what I needed and didn't even realize it.

I had Bryce to make me whole again.





37





BRYCE





Two Years Later

"COME ON, Leo," I said in a singsong voice. "We're going to see daddy."

He cooed up at me and I laughed.

"I know. He's been busy lately. But it's not exactly easy setting up elections in a country like Starkland. You'll see one day."

I walked down the castle hallway, and for the thousandth time I got this  incredibly surreal feeling. I couldn't believe that this was my home  now, that this baby was my baby, and that these clothes were mine.

I was dressed in a long gown, fit for a queen.

Since I was a queen now, of course.

Queen of Starkland, plus a bunch of other titles that I was pretty sure  were made up but sounded pretty good. Mostly I was just Bryce, and the  king was just Trip. That was good enough for us. I tried to insist on  that to my guards and my assistants, but they refused. Something about  tradition.

At least I was learning Starklandian. I wasn't fluent yet, but I was  pretty good. I could hold conversations and answer questions and such,  but as soon as someone started speaking quickly or had a strange accent,  I was totally lost.

But I was working on that, like I was working on a thousand things.  Being a foreign queen in a country like Starkland wasn't easy, and  people had been pretty upset when Trip announced the marriage.

But they got over it when he crushed the rebels. It took him three  months, and that was it. With the intelligence gathered from his victory  over Corvin, they managed to find out their main supply bases and  identify their leadership, and in three short months Trip sent all of  his forces to annihilate them.

He didn't underestimate them, not like his brother had. And unlike his brother, he won.

Defeating the rebels made him all that much more popular. In the days  following our marriage and my coronation, which was lavish and  incredible, the pro-monarchy feeling in Starkland was at an all-time  high.

And so it came as a shock when Trip announced his Freedom Reforms.

I came to the end of the hall and turned right. I was pretty good at  navigating the castle, though nobody knew it quite like Trip did. I  finally found his office and opened the door.

He looked up from his desk. My heart skipped a beat.