by Allison West
Henry laughed darkly. "Show up in that crowd and shoot the leader? Yeah, right. I ordered one of the slave traders to do it. Wasn't too hard, since he hated Rhys already."
Aaron kept the gun trained on his brother. "Then you thought what, it was a good idea to try and assassinate your king and queen? Destroy their wedding reception with a bombing and when we hadn't died, you had us abducted."
The smile grew on Henry's face. "Oh abducting you was all the slave trader. I wanted you both dead. He has a thing for courtesans. Likes to lick the sweat and tears from their body as they plead to get away."
"I ought to kill you right here, right now."
"Then do it," Henry said. He didn't so much as blink or show a hint of remorse. Were all of his brothers so arrogant as their father? "Where's James?" Aaron had to know without a doubt that James was gone.
"On a one-way cruise to the unknown. I'm guessing they'll be dead in a month. The world is a treacherous place, Aaron. You of all people ought to know that."
"The only deceitful person is you and your men that are pretending to be guards." Aaron cocked the safety off the gun, pointing it at Henry's head. "I ought to shoot you, but you'll face the guillotine and the people of Brayleigh, same as your father and brother."
Aaron wanted the message to be loud and clear that no one would betray him or his nation. The courtesan slave trade was over.
Chapter Fourteen
Lorelei opened the front door, coughing and covered in soot. Behind her were the courtesans. They too were dirty but unharmed. The slave traders followed behind the courtesans. Aaron knew that he and Lorelei couldn't detain every slave trader but they could try. Aaron ripped his shirt, using the fabric to bind Henry's hands behind his back.
He stripped the slave traders of their shirts, doing the same, cuffing them one by one.
"I suggest you help if you wish to be free," Aaron told the courtesans.
Riley skirted through the crowd, coming to face the king. "What if this is the life we want?" she asked.
He glanced her over, disappointed that after all he'd done to rescue her, she'd gone and teamed up with his conniving brother. Aaron never should have trusted her in the first place. Just looking at her sickened him.
"There are no more courtesans in Brayleigh. If you can't understand that, then I suggest you leave this nation."
"But it's my home." Riley gripped Aaron's shirt, clinging to it. "You said you loved me!"
Aaron hadn't lied to her. He had loved her, once. Before she had betrayed him over and over again. Now he couldn't stand to look at her. "Arrest her. She'll be detained with the prisoners. Should she change her mind about what she wishes, then perhaps we can rethink her position at court."
Lorelei stepped beside Aaron, her breath near his ear. "Is that really such a good idea? Keeping her at court could start another rebellion."
He knew his queen was right, but how else would he keep a watchful eye over her?
"I may know of the perfect punishment for her betrayal. It will keep her from further harm and from destroying our country."
* * * * *
His brother Henry, convicted of murder, treason, and a dozen or so other charges faced the guillotine along with the slave traders that had accompanied him in their pursuit of the crown.
The courtesan women, all except for Riley had proven their worth to Aaron and their loyalty to the country. They had helped detain the men and escorted them back to the palace. In truth, most had no family and nowhere to go. They'd been sold into slavery and were grateful for the chance at being given freedom.
The palace was in shambles and needed once again to be rebuilt. Unlike the rebels that had invaded and shot guards, Henry's destruction had taken the entire western wing and turned it into a pile of rubble.
Guards patrolled the palace grounds while men and women worked together to rebuild the walls and the structure, extending the building to house the guards, offering them nicer more comfortable accommodations in exchange for their time at the palace. They would be invited to bring their families to live with them in their suites, making the grounds more secure, once the construction completed.
"Where are you taking me?" Riley screamed, as she attempted to break free. Her hands no longer were bound in cloth but instead with metal chains.
Lorelei carried the pistol with her, in the event Riley tried anything stupid. Aaron had insisted it wasn't needed but the queen didn't want to take any chances. Riley had betrayed them once, why wouldn't she do it again if given the chance?
"Quiet," Lorelei said as they drove her to the nearby airstrip.
Aaron no longer had to worry about losing the guards. He commanded them to wait at the palace. With a private radio handy, he could call for their patrol should the need arise.
Though in all actuality, no one knew where they were going. Well, no one but Lorelei and Aaron. They'd decided to keep Riley's capture a secret. What good would it do to sentence a victim even if she had betrayed them? It was obvious she needed help and didn't want to. Her captors had all been executed and she still spit at Aaron as if he were the bad guy, causing the end of the world.
"Let me go!" Riley shouted. Her voice carried in the wind but there was no one to hear her pleas for help.
"We should have put a muzzle on her," Aaron said, glancing back at Riley. He approached the airstrip and climbed out of the car, pulling Riley with him toward the plane.
"Oh hell no!" She fought with Aaron, trying to break free of his grip. He was strong and her legs were bound together making it impossible for her to run or fight. That had been the intention, to keep her restrained for as long as possible.
"Are you sure about this?" Lorelei asked. "I know I suggested it, but isn't it a tad bit harsh?"
Aaron chose a different plane than the one he and Lorelei had flown in quite some time ago. This plane held a few additional passengers.
"You're in charge of watching her," Aaron said to Lorelei. "If she misbehaves, shoot her in the leg or arm. If she gives you trouble, shoot her in the head."
Riley shut her mouth and took a seat as Aaron buckled her safety belt. Lorelei kept the barrel of the gun pressed to Riley's cheek, to keep her from doing something stupid, like biting the king.
He probably should have brought a guard along to help with the transport, but he wanted to keep what was going on as quiet as possible.
Once the prisoner was secure, Lorelei buckled in and Aaron sat in the cockpit, piloting the plane from the hanger onto the runway.
* * * * *
"You can't do this to me!" Riley spun around in a circle, the chains free from her legs. Aaron waited to remove the handcuffs. He placed the key upstairs in the bedroom. She'd have to go inside the house to free herself. It would give them time to leave, without her attempting to fight back.
"Why not? Because you don't have a man to fuck?" Lorelei asked and laughed. "Or are you just jealous because I have Aaron?" She wrapped her arm around his waist, proud to stand beside her husband and king.
Riley snarled and leapt at Lorelei. The queen lifted the pistol and quickly cocked off the safety. "Really? No one will come to your rescue. I'm not opposed to shooting you. The only reason you're still alive is because Aaron sees something good still inside of you. If it were up to me, I'd have your brain splattered on the front porch."
Aaron didn't bother to scold his queen. She may not have taken credit but this trip, the sentencing, had been entirely her idea.
"We're leaving," he said. "They key's in the bedroom to unlock the handcuffs. Good luck." She would be able to survive on her own, but it wouldn't be easy. There were no other people within a day's drive. "Shoot out the tires."
Lorelei cocked an eyebrow and then walked around the single vehicle that Grady had owned. She shot all four tires, deflating them completely.
"Good. Now let's get out of here."
Aaron and Lorelei headed back for the plane and took off, heading for the palace. He didn't feel great about leav
ing Riley but he felt confident she could fend for herself. She needed to be alone and that was the best freedom he could have given the courtesan that he had once harbored feelings for.
Chapter Fifteen
Aaron stretched out beneath the covers, waiting for Lorelei to join him in bed. "Queen Lorelei," he said, half-joking and playing up their new titles. It still felt like a dream, becoming king of Brayleigh.
She stalked out of the bathroom wearing absolutely nothing. "Like what you see?"
He found himself unable to speak. Aaron nodded and gestured for her to come closer to him.
"I was deciding between the negligee and this old thing," Lorelei said. "I thought you might prefer this tonight."
"Nothing about you is old." The king reached for her hand, pulling her above him on the mattress, the only thing between them was the blanket. Aaron lay naked under the covers, his erection growing at the mere sight of her.
She moved her hips into his crotch, smiling boldly down at him. "Can I spank you tonight?" Lorelei asked, climbing off him and slipping beneath the covers.
He growled at her as he rolled over, pinning her down. His hands captured her arms, pushing them down into the mattress above her head. "I've done nothing to deserve it."
Her eyes darkened as her body responded to him. "I know, but I want to dominate you."
Aaron shook his head, smiling down at her. "Never going to happen." He captured her lips in his, feeling her tongue stroke him. She tasted like cinnamon and sugar. "Maybe I should spank you, for thinking such bad girl thoughts."
In one swift motion he flipped Lorelei onto her stomach. "Don't move your hands," he commanded, keeping them pinned above her head.
"Aaron?" He heard the nervous tone in her voice.
"Relax. You'll like it." He pulled the covers off them and she shivered from the cool chill in the air. His hand came down, swatting her bottom but not nearly hard as he had when she'd disobeyed him. This was to turn her on, to pleasure her, and make her entirely his. He no longer had to worry about her leaving him. She was queen and the citizens of Brayleigh looked up to her as they did to Aaron.
Lorelei moaned and shut her eyes, basking in the arousal that coursed through her body.
Aaron didn't stop. He spanked her again, his hand covering both cheeks of her bottom.
She moved her hips into the bed and the king's hand came between the mattress and her pussy, touching her but not stroking her pleasuring her. "Not yet," he said, and lightly swatted her pussy for disobeying him.
"Aaron," she said, moaning his name.
One hand spanked her bottom and the other felt wetness begin to glisten her folds as he kept his palm steady. Oh how he wanted to touch and stroke her pussy. Knowing what he did to her, made his cock harden and twitch.
Momentarily he ignored his own pleasure for hers. "How many more spankings should I give you?" he asked.
"Four." Lorelei chewed her bottom lip and he leaned down, kissing her lips apart. He was proud of her for wanting so many.
Her eyes slowly opened as she exhaled a soft breath.
Aaron pulled back slightly, climbing back down her torso admiring her reddened bottom. His lips dropped kisses across her back before he towered over her, spanking her as she had asked him to do.
Her hips bucked, and he felt more wetness glisten his hand as she moaned and shifted into his palm.
She'd had enough pain it seemed. Now he wanted her only to feel absolute pleasure. Two fingers separated her folds. He fingered her clit with his thumb, and her bead swelled. Aaron slipped his digits inside her warmth, stroking her entrance, getting her ready for his aching cock.
"Fuck me, please." She begged him, wanting to feel his body against hers, not just the mattress.
Aaron rolled her around.
She grimaced at first contact as her bottom grazed the mattress.
"Are you okay?" he whispered from above, his lips finding her forehead, kissing a soft path down her cheeks to her lips and then her neck. He wanted to taste her breasts and suck on her nipples.
She nodded and smiled. "Yeah. I'll be fine." Lorelei reached for his cock, taking it in her hand, stroking the length and swirling the head as she guided him inside of her tight pussy.
His world momentarily stopped, the only thing that mattered was her. Together they worked up a rhythm, stroking and grinding, as he listened to her moans and felt her insides tighten with release.
Aaron's lips moved across her neck, over her breasts, and down between her thighs, rubbing her clit. He could sense she was nearly at the brink and he wanted to take her over the edge.
"Come for me," he said, his breath nothing more than a whisper against her ear.
He listened to her moans, the soft gasps rising from her chest. The blush spread across her skin as her back arched off the mattress. Aaron pushed deeper, feeling her shudder and tighten against his cock, pulling him closer with each thrust. He was tinkering on the edge, pulsating as his heart pounded, and he trembled above her, finally letting go.
Panting hard and gasping for air, he rolled off her petite form, not wanting to crush her.
"That was fucking amazing!" Lorelei said, laughing. She covered her face with one hand.
Aaron stared at her, smiling, but curious. Was she embarrassed? He reached for her hand, revealing the flush on her cheeks.
"You don't have to ever hide anything from me," he said.
"I can't believe how much I love you spanking me." Lorelei buried her face in his chest, smiling and laughing, sounding relieved to say the words aloud.
The king ran his hands down her back, careful of her sore bottom as she lay on her side, curling into his embrace. For the briefest of moments, his world felt absolutely perfect.
The End.
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