His Virgin Princess

by Grace Goodwin

  “I have shown you my love with every action, every word. Every thought. Everything I do, is for you.”

  “You are a prince,” I countered. “Everything you do is for your people.”

  “That would be true, but because of you, I defy convention. I may be the prince, but he bends to your will. I would burn the council of the Sevens to the ground if they threatened you. I am at your mercy, love.”

  I smiled then. “You are?”

  “Of course. Completely.”

  I pushed up so I was sitting beside him. His gaze dropped to my bare breasts and that contented look was quickly replaced with heat.

  I grabbed the sheet, tossed it toward the foot of the bed, uncovering Gage’s gorgeous body down to his ankles. His cock was quickly rising to the occasion.

  “Then I will have my way with you.”

  One dark brow went up, his hand cupping my hip. “Who has control in the bedroom?”

  I harrumphed. “Not just the bedroom,” I countered, thinking of how he’d dominated me in the hallway just hours ago. My pussy still ached from the fervent attention.

  He grinned, wickedly, which only made me want to dominate him all the more.

  “You said you are at my mercy.”

  He looked at me, studied me thoughtfully. His hand came up, cupped my breast, kneaded it gently.

  I kept his gaze, waited, even though the caress made my pussy soften, get wet in anticipation of whatever he had planned.

  He pulled his hand away, tucked it, and his other one, up behind his head, his elbows splayed out. “You wish to have your way with me?”

  I nodded, licked my lips at the thought of having every hard inch of him to do with as I wished.

  “Very well, do with me as you will.”

  It was my turn to grin. “You’re still in control,” I countered. “You’re letting me have this opportunity to fuck you as I want.”

  His eyes went darker at my words.

  “Trust me, I might be allowing it, but I will enjoy whatever you choose to do.”

  I wrapped my fingers around the base of his hard cock, gripped it and slid my hand up, stroking him. “Even this?”

  His hips bucked automatically and he hissed out a breath. “Even that.”

  Oh, this was going to be fun.

  Leaning forward, I swirled my tongue over the flared head, tasted the pearly drop of pre-cum. The salty tang burst across my taste buds. “Even this?” I asked again, now blatantly teasing him.

  He growled, but didn’t move his hands. “Even that. Take me deep, mate.”

  I lifted off of him, shaking my head. “You can’t top from the bottom,” I countered.

  He frowned, not understanding the meaning of the Dominant/submissive term.

  “You may say yes, more and my name. You may even beg. But that’s it.”

  “If I agree, will you put my cock back in your mouth?”

  “Yes, and I might even put your cock in my pussy, ride it until I come all over it.”

  He growled again, his hands moving up to grip the headboard, his knuckles going white. I could see how hard this was for him and I reveled in the power.

  “You might be a prince, but I now have all the power.”

  “Yes, Princess,” he said, then sighed, as I took him into my mouth.

  “Oh, and mate?” I asked, remembering what I wanted to tell him before he’d gotten me so distracted. “You’d better behave. I speak with the power of two now.”

  “Oh?” he asked, his gaze fixed on my breasts.

  “I am the one carrying your son, after all.”

  He stilled and I wasn’t even sure he was breathing. His eyes lifted to mine. Held.

  “What?”

  I licked my lips. “Geoffrey had one of those wands, showed me the results. He wanted…well, it doesn’t matter now.”

  “A baby?”

  I nodded. “It’s crazy, I know. But he showed me the scan with our baby’s DNA. It’s a boy. He’s probably the size of a speck of dust, but he’s growing inside me. Our son.” I placed my hand low, over my abdomen, then grabbed Gage’s hand, pressed it there. “He’s real, Gage. He’s growing right now. He’s ours.” I was overcome with happiness, tears sliding down my face. How was it even possible to be this happy?

  Perhaps the idea finally clicked, but he moved his hands, gripped my hips. “Mate, you have my very heart. But how could you let me ravish you the way I did? I could have hurt the baby.”

  I laughed. “I’m pretty sure having hot sex won’t do anything. I doubt any babies would be born otherwise.”

  “I am only concerned about our baby.”

  “Well, you should be concerned about our baby’s mother and her need to come all over your hard cock.”

  His mouth fell open. I’d surprised him. I laughed, feeling happy and complete.

  “I should spank your ass for your impertinence,” he said, then frowned. “Will that hurt the baby?”

  I didn’t answer, for I realized he was going to be cautious and crazy for the next nine months. I needed to distract him before he put me in some kind of Everian bubble wrap.

  “Where was I? Oh yes, your hands were on the headboard and I was in charge.”

  He frowned, but the way his cock pulsed, I knew he was right there with me.

  Once his hands were back in place over his head, I lowered my head to his cock, took it into my mouth. I wanted his mind off of everything but this. Me. Us.

  The thick heft of it stretched my lips wide and I laved it with my tongue, feeling the vein that ran up the turgid length pulse.

  “Dani,” he groaned in response, swelling as I continued to work him with my mouth, tongue and hand.

  “Please,” he groaned after a time.

  I lifted off, licked my lips. Sweat dotted his brow, his jaw was clenched and every muscle in his body was rigid.

  “Begging?” I asked, loving it. My pussy was wet and I was just as eager as he. “You want my pussy?”

  He nodded.

  “How bad?” I teased.

  “Desperately.”

  We were playing and even in his desperate state, he allowed it to continue. And because of this, I was bold. Bolder, perhaps, than I ever knew possible.

  I moved and straddled his waist, cupped my breasts.

  “Very well, you shall have my pussy. After…” Instead of shimmying back and taking his cock inside me, I went up onto my knees and moved up his torso so that my wet core hovered right over his mouth.

  “Make me come and then I shall consider riding your cock.”

  He groaned, his eyes on my pussy. He licked his lips.

  “You said I needed to come, to ensure I was ready for it. It’s so big and all.”

  His gaze met mine for the briefest of moments before he let go of the headboard, gripped my hips and pulled me down onto his face.

  I was the one to hold on now. He worked me with the voraciousness of someone pushed to the brink.

  “God, Gage. Yes, like that.” I came within a minute. My need had been so great and his skill beyond comprehension.

  I caught my breath, slid down his body so I laid on top of him, his cock nestled at my entrance, my lips on his. I tasted my essence.

  “Are you ready, Prince, for your wild ride?” I asked.

  He kissed me again.

  His hands moved to my hips once again, worked me down and on him so I was filled completely.

  “My princess, my love, the wild ride began the second we began to dream share.”

  And that was the last thing he said before I sat up and rode him, taking him as I wanted.

  He was right. This life we now shared was the wild ride and I couldn’t wait for what would come next.

  Epilogue

  Dani

  “We will need more rooms in the palace,” Gage commented, as we entered the dining hall.

  One hand was at my back, the other holding mine, as if I couldn’t walk on my own. But that was my mate’s way, ever protective since he
’d found out I was pregnant, which had been months ago. The doctor had confirmed what Geoffrey’s scan had shown. I’d gotten pregnant the very first time Gage had taken me. Now, nine months later, he was even more obsessed with my safety. Of course, I was carrying around what looked like a watermelon beneath my shirt, and I hadn’t seen my feet in five weeks.

  Von, Bryn and Elon all stood at our arrival out of deference to me. Their mates didn’t rise. They were all quite pregnant as well. I’d found out I was pregnant first, even though Lexi and Katie had been claimed before me.

  Gage had touted to the other mates that his virility was stronger than theirs. Von and Bryn took it in good stride, not caring about any kind of baby race. They were content and settled with Katie and Lexi, eager for their own babies’ arrivals.

  As for Elon, Gage wasn’t too keen having growing proof that he’d claimed his younger sister, but they were truly mated and he had no say.

  “Uncle Gage!”

  A flash of a three-year old ran over to us and Gage scooped him up before he could bump into me. Gage tossed him up in the air and the boy squealed. “Again!”

  He did it once more, then held him close. “Say hello to Aunt Dani.”

  “Hi, Aunt Dani!”

  The imp looked just like Gage and my heart swelled every time they were together. It was a glimpse of what my mate would be like with our own children.

  “George, let your aunt and uncle come into the room,” Mauve gently scolded. She approached with a grandmotherly smile on her face. She’d been quite a hard-ass when I’d first arrived, but the discovery of a child—Geoffrey’s child—had turned her into a softie.

  In the aftermath of the ascension incident—that was what I called it in my mind—we’d learned so much about Geoffrey. Including the existence of George. Geoffrey had mated a woman from Feris 5 and she’d quickly become pregnant. I believed he cared for her and the child, but his obsession with revenge had clouded all of that. My arrival had been Geoffrey’s proverbial last straw. In his haze of anger and retribution, he’d killed his mate, although he’d left George unscathed. Perhaps because he loved him, or perhaps because George would be his heir and carry on the bloodline, we’d never know.

  I was just thankful for Geoffrey’s one small mercy.

  The boy was beautiful. Sweet. Impetuous and perfectly normal for a three-year old.

  To say we were surprised by his existence was an understatement. Mauve took to him immediately and became his legal guardian. Since our baby was yet to be born, George was the current heir. That would change once our son made his way into the world. George was a member of the royal family, but he wasn’t a legitimate son, where any children Gage and I had would be recognized as such.

  Royals had rules and thousands of years of tradition.

  By the way George giggled and ran to his grandmother’s skirts, I knew he’d be loved and cared for. That was all that mattered.

  I shifted with discomfort and Gage led me to my usual seat at the large table.

  I had to hope the baby would come soon. Today would be good. As for George, he knew nothing of ascension, knew nothing but the love of his grandmother, of Gage, of all of us. I hoped he and our little one would be close friends.

  George scrambled down from Gage’s arms and went over to his seat, climbed up and settled. “We’re having dessert for dinner!”

  I glanced down at the plate before me. Sweet nut cake. My favorite.

  “I asked for it,” Lexi said, one hand resting on her belly. “I had a hankering.”

  “Hankering?” Von countered, sliding into his seat beside her, stroking his knuckles over her cheek. “Craving. And if I didn’t put the request in with the cook, I’d be sleeping on the couch.”

  I saw Bryn blanch at the possibility. “Smart man.”

  “You dare scoff at a pregnant woman?” Rayla asked her mate, who’d laughed at Von and Bryn’s comments.

  Elon’s smile slipped from his face and he held up his hands in surrender. “My love, I will eat cake every meal of the day if it keeps me in your bed.”

  Gage groaned.

  “Cake! Cake!” George called out, putting a big piece on his fork and shoveling it in with the grace of a small child. He grinned as he chewed, crumbs on his lips.

  “Like I said, we’ll need more rooms in the palace soon,” Gage repeated, leaning toward me after he took his seat, put his napkin in his lap.

  “Four babies and a toddler will fill up the palace?” I asked. “I’m quite sure this place has several dozen empty rooms, and that’s just on the second floor.” Really, this place was ridiculous.

  My BFFs had moved to the palace after the ascension incident. Von and Bryn had decided to shift their Hunter duties over to the royal guard. I was glad to have Katie and Lexi close by, especially now that we were all going to have babies at the same time. They’d be able to grow up together, be besties, too. And George would be the big brother to protect them all.

  “That’s this year,” Gage countered. “Your pussy’s so greedy for my cock, you’ll be pregnant again within a few months.”

  While I didn’t argue with him that I’d been ridiculously horny throughout my pregnancy, the idea of being a beached whale again so soon had me debating if I wanted birth control for a little while.

  “Uncle Gage, I’m going to swim in my bathtub before bed!”

  Mauve looked at the boy fondly. “All done?” she asked him.

  He nodded, put his fork down. The plate was clean before him, not even a crumb.

  “There’s cake all over your face. It’s a good thing you’re off for a swim, Prince George,” she said, standing and taking his hand. She called him that often enough so he’d become used to the title. Nothing more about his future or his title, but that was enough for now. As a biological heir to Gage’s father, the boy really was a prince, a bastard prince, but they didn’t seem to use that word on this planet, at least not in polite company, and I wasn’t about to introduce it, not when the imp in question was such a joy to all of us.

  Gage leaned into me as I took a bite of the delicious cake. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you all clean in the bath later, too.”

  He smiled and I knew that life couldn’t get any better. A baby on the way, friends surrounding me. A doting mate. I felt like a princess. I was a princess, but to Gage, I would always be just plain Dani.

  And I couldn’t love him more.

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