Special Delivery: Winter: An Mpreg Romance Collection

by Aria Grace

We broke, heaving, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “That was… Incredible,” he huffed, and his heavy breathing quickly turned into laughter.

  “I agree. But what’s so funny?”

  “Oh, nothing, I… I just can’t believe this. All of it. I mean, here I am, a nothing waiter, making out with my king in his castle on the first night we’ve met. It’s, well, surreal.”

  I shook my head. “I may barely know you, but I already think you’re much more than ‘nothing,’” I said and ran my thumb along the gentle line of his jaw. “In fact, I’d argue you’re amazing.”

  He chuckled and looked away demurely, which only made me want him more. “Oh, come on, you don’t have to go all out with the flattery; you’ve already more or less charmed the pants off me, but we both know where this is heading.”

  “We do?”

  “Sure. We’ll go to bed together, have amazing, heated sex, and probably pass right out from exhaustion after, but it’ll be a one-night thing. Some staff member or other will escort me out of the manor in the morning and Adam or another chauffeur will give me the same drive of shame back to my house they’ve probably given dozens of others.”

  Though I couldn’t blame him for thinking so — I had a bit of a reputation to that effect, much to George’s annoyance — the comment still stung.

  “It doesn’t have to be one night,” I said, and he shot me a look that said he didn’t believe me for a second, so I kissed him again to prove my point. Despite what he’d said, he didn’t resist. When we parted for the second time, I looked him dead in his increasingly hungry eyes. “I’m serious. I like you, Landon, and regardless of what does or doesn’t happen between us tonight, I’d love to keep seeing you.”

  “Really? Because I’m a commoner, in case you forgot. Besides, you just met me. How can you know that already?” he challenged, his self-confidence withering. I felt him withdrawing, bracing for a rejection he probably thought was inevitable, and it hurt much more than his comment about my prior escapades.

  “Because I’ve had more fun with you in the last half hour than I’ve had in the past ten years in this God forsaken manor of ghosts!” I snapped, my voice echoing up the stone stairs. “And why should I give a damn about you being a commoner? Hell, in my eyes, that’s a positive. Unlike the other stuffy, allegedly eligible omegas that have strutted through here trying to impress me with their riches and prestige, you’ve given me something they never could: you’ve made me feel alive for the first time in a long time. That has to count for something, doesn’t it?”

  Landon hesitated while he searched for words. Eventually, he sighed. “I’m sorry. I came here tonight just to make my dad happy. I didn’t honestly think it would lead to anything but a bruised ego, much less, well, this,” he said, gesturing between us. “I’ve had fun too, trust me, but I don’t want to be the latest in a string of hook—”

  I interrupted him with another kiss, desperate to assuage him. I couldn’t explain why, but I had to prove to him how serious I was. He wasn’t just another sexual conquest for me, and I hadn’t lied when I told him about the way he’d made me feel. His appearance tonight was a bolt from the blue; a desperately needed shock to my shut down system, and I wasn’t ready to let go of that charged energy yet. After the spark that’d ignited between us, I couldn’t bear going back to being alone in the manor with nothing but my nagging staff and memories to keep me company.

  I couldn’t say definitively whether the electricity would last — who really could? — but no one else had ever made me feel like this, and wasn’t the entire point of the evening to find someone I could date, possibly even marry? The only way to find out if Landon could be that person would be to try.

  Landon pulled away from me with a sigh and caught his breath. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to have a hard time leaving here with my dignity intact tonight,” he whispered, and I burst out laughing.

  “If that’s all it will take to get you to stay…” I trailed and leaned forward to kiss him again, but he dodged me.

  He looked me in the eye with a confused expression. “Wait, you’re actually serious about this, aren’t you?”

  “What was your first clue?” I asked, and he laughed.

  “Okay, so subtlety isn’t your strong suit. There are worse faults to have.”

  “Like you said, I’m a king. I’m not supposed to be subtle.”

  His expression shifted, and the hunger returned to his eyes. “Then don’t be.”

  I raised an eyebrow at him. “What’s that mean?”

  “It means it’s time for you to take what’s yours, Your Majesty,” he said and pulled me against him. His swollen cock pressed into my leg, and I could’ve sworn I felt wetness on its tip through our clothes. Instinctively, my hands gripped his firm ass cheeks and hoisted him off the ground like he weighed less than air.

  “Who the hell needs dignity, anyway?” he groaned into my ear as I carried him out of the stairwell and into the nearest empty guest room.

  5. Landon

  Kenway kicked the door closed behind us and tossed me through the air to the king-sized bed in the guest room. I landed on my back in a huff on the plush mattress and bounced before he was on me again, kissing me hungrily and pulling at my buttons.

  “Careful,” I gasped, “I don’t want to ruin my suit.”

  He laughed in my ear, giving me chills. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about that. I can afford to replace it.”

  “But it cost so—” I started, but the words turned to a moan when his teeth clamped down on my earlobe. How did he know that was one of the most erogenous areas on my body? As if he’d read my mind, he continued kissing and nibbling down my neck to the intersection of my neck and shoulder. He dragged his tongue along the sensitive skin there, forcing my eyes closed and a deep sigh of pleasure out of my mouth.

  Sex on the first date was so far out of the norm for me, but then again, so was pretty much everything else about this evening. Besides, Kenway had already proven he knew his way around an omega’s body, and it’d been so long since the last time I’d had sex, what did I have to lose? And really, who in their right mind would turn down a romp with the king?

  When I opened my eyes, Kenway hovered over me breathing heavily with his eyes locked on mine.

  “I’m not sure whether I find you sexier with your eyes open or closed,” he said and planted a quick kiss on my lips. “I suppose I’ll just have to keep alternating between the two until I decide.”

  Nearly overwhelmed already, I held my breath and watched him finish unbuttoning my suit jacket. Eagerly, he dug his fingers into the waistband of my slacks and yanked my tucked undershirt out so hard I worried he might’ve torn it, but when his lips grazed my abs, the worry vanished.

  “You know, you’re in damn good shape yourself, Mr. Richmond,” he whispered against my skin as he kissed his way up my torso back to my mouth. I couldn’t explain it, but the way he used my last name made something snap in me and I lunged to smash my mouth against his.

  He pressed his weight against me while I wound my hands in his beautiful hair, which dangled down and tickled my bare skin in the most erotic way, and I wrapped my legs around him; I couldn’t help it. Despite everything I thought about myself prior to tonight, I wanted him so badly that I was more than willing to throw all my standards out the window.

  He ground his cock against me while we kissed, and I squeezed my legs to pull him closer, but it still didn’t seem close enough; I doubted it would until I felt him inside me.

  I had no idea whether what he’d said about the way I’d made him feel was true or if it was a story he told all his bed guests, but I couldn’t deny it’d stirred something in me, physically and emotionally. Who wouldn’t feel lonely in his situation, with no family or close friends to keep him company besides a staff paid to care?

  So, I didn’t think it was just that he wanted me — that much was obvious — it was more so he needed me but couldn’t bring hims
elf to admit it. For all his swagger and confidence, somehow, I’d knocked him off-kilter. Though I hadn’t realized it until now with our bodies tangled together, honestly, I needed him too — even if it was just for tonight. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so desired or when I’d been able to just forget about all the things swirling in my personal life and have fun.

  “Everything okay?” Kenway asked, and I jerked back into my body. While lost in my thoughts and the electricity of his touch, he’d unbuttoned my pants.

  “More than okay,” I said, and he chuckled.

  “Glad to hear it.” He freed himself from the vice grip that was my legs and tugged my pants and underwear off, then threw the clothes across the room. “You won’t be needing those for a while.”

  The promise — or threat? I wasn’t sure, but I liked it either way — made my cock stand straight up, and Kenway didn’t miss it. He smiled up at me devilishly as he gripped my shaft in one hand and gave it a series of soft strokes.

  He lowered his mouth until it was so close to the head of my dick that I felt each of his warm, tantalizing breaths intensely. That combined with the sight of him still wearing his crown was almost too much. “I assume your arousal means you like the sound of that idea?”

  I nodded, prisoner to the promise of pleasure I knew was coming. His lips parted and his tongue flicked out to lick the underside of my cock head. Whimpering, I clutched the sheets in my fists so hard my knuckles turned white.

  He squeezed my shaft and pulled upward, milking a thick bead of pre-come out of me. “You’re already leaking, and I’ve barely touched you. I hope that’s a sign of things to… Come,” he said with a wink, and I couldn’t help laughing at his dumb joke.

  “You have no idea,” I said, barely able to speak as he continued stroking me. When he flicked his hair out of the way and popped my cock into his mouth unexpectedly, I gasped. His tongue swirled gracefully around the head, swiping away the wetness, and he slowly lowered until all of my cock disappeared in his mouth. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I groaned as quietly as I could, not wanting to alert any of the staff who might pass by to what we were doing — though I doubted it would’ve been the first time they’d walked in on Kenway in the act.

  He came up for air and the sight of a string of saliva trailing from his lower lip to the tip of my cock sent me into the stratosphere. If he kept sucking me like that, our fun would be over before it really got started — and that was the last thing I wanted.

  “It’s hard to believe, but you taste better than you look.”

  “Then taste the rest of me,” I said and pulled my knees to my chest to expose my already soaking wet hole.

  He stared at it in amazement, then traced circles around it with his finger, making me quiver and my cock twitch. The sight must’ve pleased him, because he tore off his crown and tossed it on the floor where it landed with an expensive clang, then licked his luscious lips and, using both hands, parted my cheeks to plant his face between them.

  The feeling of his warm, powerful tongue working circles around my hole was heavenly, and when he pushed it past my first ring, another wave of pre-come oozed from my cock, wetting my stomach. If he was this talented with his tongue, I couldn’t wait to see what else he could do.

  I didn’t dare stroke myself while he ate me — I knew I’d pop, especially as the feeling of his tongue sliding in and out of me continued to take me to new, ecstatic heights. For the first time, I wondered if I could come just from this.

  But, lucky for me, Kenway must’ve had other plans because he pulled back and gave me his hungriest look yet while he tore off his clothes in a hurry. When his pants peeled down and his big, beautiful cock with a thick head bounced out, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Thankfully, I was already so wet and turned on that I knew I wouldn’t have any trouble taking it — and I couldn’t wait to try.

  He positioned himself between my legs and pulled both my knees up on his strong, broad shoulders. The head of his cock poked my hole, nearly entering me, and I gasped at the sensation.

  “Sorry, accident,” he laughed.

  I shook my head. “No need to apologize,” I said and reached between my legs to help guide him.

  He paused. “This is awkward, but you aren’t… Well, you know? Are you?”

  I laughed. “You mean ovulating? No, I’m not. And I’m tested regularly too, so you don’t have to worry about anything there.”

  “Good, so am I.”

  “Then what are you waiting for?” I asked as I rocked my hips forward to welcome him in just enough to tease.

  He let out a sound between a groan and a laugh, and his eyes fluttered shut. “Oh, that already feels incredible. I love how wet you are.” He re-opened his eyes and gave me a smoldering look. “Are you ready for the whole thing?”

  “Beyond ready,” I said and took a deep breath before rocking my hips again. He pushed forward to meet me and my eyes slammed shut as his thick cock head stretched me open. Stars popped on the back of my eyelids like fireworks as he pushed further and further in until finally his pelvis met my cheeks.

  “Everything okay?” he asked gently.

  “Perfect,” I whispered through deep breaths, barely able to speak through the overwhelming pleasure. Another stream of pre-come dribbled out of the head of my cock onto my abs. Kenway wiped it away with his fingers and used it as lube to stroke me while he allowed my body time to adjust to his girth.

  When he slowly pulled away from me, leaving nothing but his head inside, I felt every movement, every inch of him, and it set my nerve endings on fire. Moments later, when he gently pushed back in, I groaned so loudly I worried the entire manor had heard me.

  I clapped a hand over my mouth. “Sorry.”

  Kenway laughed and pulled my hand away. “Don’t be. I think it’s incredibly arousing to hear your pleasure,” he said, and again my cock twitched.

  After a few more gentle strokes in and out, I nodded to him to signal I was ready for more, and he picked up his pace, his breath growing more ragged with each pump. Soon, he bucked into me so quickly that the noise of his abs slapping into my cheeks filled the room, mixing with my gasps and moans.

  The pleasure was so intense that I didn’t think I could take much more. It arched across my body like live electricity, activating every nerve and making it difficult to think straight.

  Kenway fell on top of me as he continued pumping, his forehead resting against mine, and the sweet smell of the sweat he’d worked up was intoxicating. “I’m getting close,” he grunted through gritted teeth. “Should I pull out when it’s time?”

  “No. Leave it in,” I said and reached between my legs for my cock. Just the thought of feeling him finish inside me was almost enough to make me come, and I knew I didn’t have much time to stimulate myself before it was too late for us to release together — and I wanted that more than anything.

  The pace of his pumping turned furious as he rocketed toward climax, and I matched my stroking to it. Within moments, a tingling sensation burned in my core and my body tensed as it prepared to unleash.

  “I’m coming!” Kenway shouted and for a moment, he stopped breathing — until a growl erupted from deep in his chest and he bucked into me, staccato, three, four, five times, his cock swelling and filling me with the fruit of his pleasure.

  His pumping slowed as his climax passed, but each time he slammed into me, I climbed another level until finally my body shuddered. My eyes squeezed shut and I tossed my head back on the bed as a howl built inside me. I screamed as I came, coating my chest and stomach, and the universe seemed to screech to a stop. I couldn’t think, couldn’t feel anything other than the explosive pleasure of Kenway’s cock still filling me as my hole spasmed and clamped down on it, making him moan in my ear.

  When my climax passed, my eyes blinked open and the world roared back into existence around me like I’d stepped out of a vacuum. I heaved, struggling to catch my breath, and Kenway’s gleeful laughte
r echoed through the room.

  “Wow. Now that was an orgasm,” he said, staring at the mess I’d made all over myself. “I’d ask you if it was as good for you as it was for me but, well, I think I already have my answer. Let me get you a towel.”

  Slowly, he pulled out of me, but I was still so sensitive that it made me whimper. When he finally popped out, I let out a gasp. Kenway climbed cautiously off the bed, careful not to dribble on the sheets, and bounded through the room toward a bathroom I hadn’t noticed on the opposite side.

  I fell back onto the bed and stared up at the immaculately detailed trim molding that lined the ceiling. I laughed, unable to help it. How on Earth had I ended up in this room having sex with the King of Gilmouth? Although he’d just rocked my world, I still couldn’t believe it was real.

  “What’s so funny?” Kenway asked as he strolled back toward the bed, naked, with a towel in hand. I couldn’t help staring at his still semi-hard cock as it swayed with each of his steps. I wanted to ride it all over again, but he’d already worn me out after the first round.

  “I can’t believe that just happened.”

  Kenway climbed onto the bed on his knees and wiped off my chest for me. “Why not?”

  “Are you kidding? Me, a commoner, just had the best sex of his life with the King of Gilmouth. It’s like something out of a fairy tale.”

  “A very explicit one, sure,” he laughed and gave me another wipe. Satisfied with his work, he tossed the towel on the floor and lay down to scoop me into his arms. He pulled me into a spooning position, his chest to my back, and I felt him getting hard again. “Thank you for trusting me with an incredible night,” he said into my ear, making me shiver.

  “Oh, I should be the one thanking you. I didn’t know what to expect when I got here tonight, but it definitely wasn’t this.”

  “I hope you enjoyed it.”

  I turned my head to look into his beautiful olive eyes. “Are you kidding? The mess I made speaks for itself.”

  He chuckled and nuzzled into my neck. “Will you stay the night? I don’t want to wake up in the morning without you.”