Royal Rock:A Bad Boy Royal Romance(71)

"Good morning, Nathan," he said.

"I thought you were back in the city."

"I was." He paused, looking concerned. "Claire messaged me late last night, said I needed to come home urgently."

I smiled to myself. That girl knew what she was doing sometimes.

"And you drove all night?"

"Damn right. What's happening?"

I poured myself a cup of coffee, letting the suspense sink in.

"Well, I think we've figured out who exactly is behind all this."

He looked at me hard. "Go on."

"I told you about the Broken Hearts."

He nodded. "My private detective hasn't been able to verify any of that, by the way."

I snorted, not surprised. I was sure he wasn't going to go as far as I  did to get information, but he needed to if he wanted the truth.

"I wouldn't worry about that," I said.

"I worry. I'm not sure what's happening around me."

"They made another attempt on Claire. Did she tell you that?"

He shook his head. "No. She didn't mention it."

"At your club."

He paused. "Bastards."

"I agree. But fortunately, I was there to stop them."

"And nobody at my club helped?"







"It was back in the alley. They weren't around."

"They have cameras. They should have seen."

I raised an eyebrow. "They didn't."

"I'm going to get that evidence."

"No," I said quickly, not wanting him to find a tape of me trying to  finger fuck his daughter. "Don't bother. They wore masks. And besides,  we know who's after you."

"What game are you playing at here, Nathan?"

"No games, sir. Do you think your daughter would make any of this up?"

He thought for a second. "No. I have to admit that it's very unlike her."

"Then believe her if you don't believe me."

"Fine. Go on then."

"Do you remember a man named Joshua?"

He barked a short laugh. "Joshua Rhodes is the man I'm working with here."

"How much do you know about him?"

"Young. Made his money in real estate, primarily in this area. Seems to have a lot of local connections."

I raised an eyebrow. "Notice anything about that?"

Realization slowly dawned on him. "No. You're kidding. Joshua?"

"The men in the gang each have a tattoo on their wrist. Claire says  Joshua has that tattoo. It only makes sense that he's the one behind all  of this."

Jonathan said back, thoughtful. "This is very disturbing news, Nathan.  I'm engaged in a serious land deal around here, and Joshua is a primary  investor."

"Well I suspect that he's trying to kidnap your daughter for leverage against you."

"Piece of shit," Jonathan whispered. "I'll kill him."

"No," I said, "you won't. But I can."

"Nonsense. You're protecting Claire. I can hire people to take care of this from here on out."

"No," I said forcefully. "I'm dealing with this. You can hire all the  amateurs you want, but if you want this done right, I'll be the one  taking care of it."

"Why do you want to get so involved?"

"I'm already involved. Now I want to finish it."

He grunted, nodding. "I understand your feelings, son, but you're a  soldier. This is a matter better handled by the police or someone more  discreet."

"First of all, the police in this town are likely either controlled by  this gang or at least in their pocket. You don't want to go to them."

"You're right. I also want to avoid the bad publicity."

"Second of all, I know them already. I got the intel you need. I'm the one that should finish this."

He sighed, looking at me intensely. "Can you handle this?"

"Sir, I've handled much, much worse, believe me."

We looked at each other for a long, tense moment before he finally  nodded. "Very well. You'll have my resources at your disposal. Whatever  you need, just ask."

"Tell me everything you know about this Joshua guy, for starters."

"Sadly, I don't know much. He comes with stellar references, but he  doesn't have much of a past. As far as I know, he's staying in a hotel  nearby."

"Which hotel?"

He frowned. "You know, I've never asked."

Typical. He didn't even know where the guy was staying. That was a problem.

"What else can you tell me?"

"Not a whole lot that would be useful. He's popular in the business  world, something of a young prodigy. I don't typically go digging into  the personal lives of everyone I do business with, so I don't have much  else to offer. He came with stellar references."

"Maybe you should check people out in the future." I took a sip of coffee. "I'll take care of this."

"Update me as soon as you make a move."

"Okay." I turned and walked out of the kitchen.

That took care of Jonathan for the time being, but I didn't have too  much more to go on. I could use Jonathan to get me close to Joshua, but  it would be difficult to do so in a casual setting, especially now after  I've revealed myself to his men. The guy that got away was sure to tell  them all about the Navy SEAL that kicked their fucking asses.

I was lost in thought as I walked into my bedroom. The sight of Claire  stretched out on my bed wearing only a smile knocked me back into the  world. I shut the door behind me.

"Good morning, stranger. How was your run?"

"Not bad." I grinned at her. "Keeping yourself busy while I was away?"

She got up onto all fours and crawled to the edge of the bed, a smile on her face. "Come here."







I walked over to her, my cock already stirring in my pants. "Your father is downstairs."

She shrugged, pouting. "Does that matter?"

"No, it doesn't."

She grabbed me by my waistband and pulled me closer, yanking it down to reveal my hard cock.

"Look at you," I said. "Already starving for it."

"I can't help myself."

"I know you can't. You're aching for me, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Your little pussy is practically overflowing right now, isn't it?"

"Yes. I'm soaked."

I took her by the back of the head and pressed my cock into her mouth. "Then suck on my big cock."

She began to slowly work my tip, sending pleasure flowing through my  body. I took her hair in my fist, gently guiding her as she sucked my  cock, working my length with her lips and tongue.

I looked down the length of her body, her hair spilling out around her  spine. I loved the curve of her ass as she sucked my fat cock, working  it like she was starving. That was what I loved about Claire: she seemed  like she couldn't get enough of my cock and cum.

Of course, I didn't blame her. There was something animalistic and  intense between us, and we fucked like there wasn't going to be a  morning. It was almost overwhelming, but I lived on the edge, my entire  life one long string of potential destructions.

As she sucked me, I could feel my pulse pounding. I wondered if her  father was going to walk upstairs and find his precious daughter's lips  wrapped around her military stepbrother's cock, and that only made me  fucking harder.

"Suck my cock," I whispered. "Suck every last drop from me, you dirty girl."

She worked my length, hand jerking my shaft as her lips sucked, and I  groaned. Fire spilled from my lips and body, and I felt like I was  glowing.

"That's right, suck my big dick. Working that cock with your tongue. Take it all

into your throat. I want to see you take it."

I watched as she tried to take as much of my cock into her throat as possible. She pulled back, gasping.

"I can't fit it all," she said.

"You just need practice," I replied.

She got back to work, and I suddenly needed her pussy. I needed to fuck  her raw and deep until she screamed my name and came hard. As I moved to  pull away, she looked at me.

"No. I want to taste you."

I stared at her. "I want that pussy," I grunted.

"Later. Now, you come in my mouth."

I grinned. "Can't disappoint a lady, can I?"

She went back at it with a renewed intensity, and I kept my hands on the  back of her head, fucking her mouth. If she wanted my come, then I'd  give it to her. I'd shoot my hot load deep into the back of her throat. I  was losing myself in her mouth and her body, her sweet ass bare as she  worked my cock.

I could feel it building in my balls, growing in the tenseness of my  cock, ready to explode. If she wanted it, I'd give it to her. I'd let  her swallow all my cum.

It flew through me as I grabbed her head and held her there, coming deep  into her mouth. She took it all and didn't bat an eye as I exploded,  grunting loudly, not able to control myself. She was so fucking  incredible, and I wanted to savor the moment as my cum shot into her  mouth and she swallowed every last drop.

Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, sighing.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"Felt like sucking you off," she said matter-of-factly.

"Fuck, girl," I growled at her. "You're too much."

"You can handle it."