Tempting the Crown(40)
“And that’s how you became king?”
“It is. I was sworn in that afternoon and coronated a month later. I started running the country at twenty-seven and didn’t have a fucking clue what I was doing.”
“Galona is an incredible country, Damon. Your family must be proud. The circumstances that led to your ascension make it even more impressive.” I was awed by him. I was twenty-seven and didn’t know the first thing about running a country. What would I have done in his position? Could Isabel have ruled the same way? What about his other brothers?
He waved me off. “My reign has been about finding a balance between the antiquated way my father did things and the reality of living in a modern society. I’m done with royal shackles. If I want my girlfriend to move in, she should be able to move in. I don’t care about Sutcliffe’s list of rules. That’s the part of the crown I despise.”
“So I’m a political statement against the old ways and customs?”
“In some ways, yes. You are. And even that pisses me off.”
“But on the ship, we can do whatever we want? No rules. No politics.”
He nodded. “Everything we want.”
“Can we go back to the room?” I asked.
“I’ll have them bring us dessert.”
I smiled as he led me away from the table. “But you had your dessert before dinner.”
He chuckled. “I think I’m going to have some more.”
27
Damon
I squeezed Molly’s hand when we drove through the palace tunnel. I didn’t know what was in store for us, but I was determined not to let her slip away because of tradition. A modern monarchy was essential now more than ever.
“I can’t believe this is where I’m going to live.” She looked up at the towers surrounding us.
The car slowed. Georgan parked just outside the entrance.
“It is.”
As soon as we were inside the palace, Sutcliffe met us in the foyer.
“Your Majesty.” He bowed.
“I’m headed to the residence to change. We can meet in a few minutes,” I explained.
“The royal study, sir?”
“That will be fine.” I tugged Molly along behind me into the elevators.
“He didn’t look happy.” She turned to me.
I shook my head. “He never is. Part of his job I’m afraid. I give him problems and he has to provide solutions.” I brushed the hair from her shoulder. “I thought about the meeting on the flight home and I’d like for you to attend.”
Her eyes widened. The bits of blue swirled with confusion. “The meeting with Sutcliffe? Right now?”
“Yes. Whatever the plan is, you’re a part of it. You should hear what he has to say. Ayla will of course instruct you through the details once we have those, but I’d like you to be there. It’s your meeting too.”
There was a moment last night when I thought I had lost her. When I thought I had fucked up beyond repair. It wouldn’t happen again.
“All right. I’d love to be there.” She smiled. “And you don’t think Sutcliffe will mind?”
I laughed. “Of course he’ll mind. He’ll hate the whole fucking concept.”
The elevator dinged, but before we stepped into the residence I pushed her against the wall, taking her lips against mine. It was like our first kiss, but without the hesitation Molly clung to before. Last night something changed. And we both knew it.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, purring as my tongue twisted in her mouth. If she kept kissing me like this we might be late for the meeting.
“Fuck, I’m hard, love.”
Her hands snaked over my body, reaching my cock. “Maybe I can help.”
She lowered to her knees, dragging my zipper as she knelt on the floor.
“Molly,” I groaned. But she freed my cock and I wasn’t stopping her now. I pulled the park lever on the elevator so we couldn’t move.
My palm pressed into the wall while the other caressed the back of her head.
She looked up at me as her tongue darted over the crown, licking the glistening dew of want I had for her.
I knew it intimidated her, but I gave the girl credit for accepting the challenge. She started with small swallows, letting me fuck her gently until I couldn’t contain what I wanted. My cock buried in her mouth.
The corners of her eyes misted with tears, but she didn’t let up. Sucking. Licking. Bobbing her head until I was deep in her throat. Her hand tugged my balls and it was over. I pumped everything I had, releasing every drop in her mouth.
She whimpered, sucking and swallowing greedily.
“Shit.” I staggered back in the elevator car.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, looking satisfied.