Roses and Emeralds: A High School NA Reverse Harem Dark Fantasy Bully Romance (Cruel Princes of Wyvern All-Boys Academy Book 2)

by Rachel Angel

  Pulling the soft and fluffy comforter down, she sat up to see it was the same gold and green stripes, stripes that she remembered from…

  “Am I at the Emerald Palace?” she muttered aloud.

  “No.”

  Startled by the familiar voice that made her heart flutter, she turned to see Jasper sitting by the side of the bed, a book in one hand and a partially eaten green apple in the other. Even while chewing on the crisp apple, he had an air of arrogance about him, yet he was breathtakingly handsome.

  “You’re in my room at Wyvern Academy,” he went on, taking a bite of his apple.

  She furrowed her brow and examined the room further, noticing the tidy mahogany desk, just like at the palace, and the intricately woven rug, just like at the palace, and even the portrait of a young Jasper, exactly like the one she’d admired at the palace. “But it looks exactly… I mean exactly like your room at the Emerald Palace.”

  He took another bite of his apple. “You have a keen eye. It is exactly like my room at home. You see, when I first arrived here at the tender age of thirteen, I simply missed my Emerald Palace too much. So, I had duplicates of all my furniture made, had a rug woven just like mine, and even contacted the artist who did that portrait. And, voila… it feels just like home.”

  He set his book down and tossed the apple core in a bin. “And I hope it will make you feel at home, as well,” he said as he stood and came to sit on the edge of the bed.

  “But, why am I here? Why am I not in my room?”

  Gently taking her hand in his, he held her gaze, his smoldering eyes a depth of green she wanted to lose herself in. Her body tingled at the sheer intensity of his gaze and the tender play of his thumb over the back of her hand.

  He leaned in to kiss her, and the tingling of her body intensified to bring on a shiver of excitement. His kiss was warm and soft, yet there was something of a promise in the delicate touch; a promise of so much more to come.

  “You were out of it for a few days,” he said when he finally released her lips.

  “A few days?”

  “Yes. We were quite worried about you. Tar and I hadn’t really realized the effect our spell would have on a human.”

  “Spell?” Ally looked puzzled. “What spell?”

  The door opened and Tar walked in. There was a distinguished tilt of his chin as he came around the bed dressed in a black suit threaded with an intricate design in silver. His black hair fell to his shoulders and his hooded eyes openly devoured Ally.

  Ally’s breasts perked up and there was a sudden shot of something thrilling that found its way between her thighs. There was something dangerously sexy about him, and every ounce of her body wanted a taste of that danger.

  “You can take a break, Jasper,” Tar said shooting him a knowing look. “Your mother would like to have a word with you, and then, for heaven’s sake, take a shower and change.”

  Jasper stood and headed for the door while Tar took a sniff and rolled his eyes.

  “You stink! Take two showers.”

  “Hey, you’d smell a little funky too if you’d fought through the trials and had then stayed at Ally’s side for three days,” Jasper said, giving Tar and quick up and down appraising look. Nodding his approval, he said, “It’s good to see you looking decent for once. It’s about time you dapper up. Nobility suits you, bro.”

  “Well, take a good long look, ‘cause it’s the only time you’re going to see me looking this way. You of all people know how I want nothing to do with my kingdom. I only made an exception for this special occasion. Then it’s back to my good, old rugged and handsome self.” He smiled and winked at Ally, who all but melted.

  “You’re incorrigible,” Jasper said.

  “Yeah, and you’re unclean, so go. Oh, and by the way, the others are almost all ready.”

  With a grunt, Jasper left.

  Ally looked to Tar, the cruel prince she knew the least. They’d never really spent any time together and she didn’t know what to expect.

  “What is…?” she began.

  The question was silenced with a demanding kiss as Tar settled on the bed, and Ally quickly gave into the demand. She pressed against him, pressing her breasts to his broad, rock hard chest.

  His hands were also exploring her body, running down her back to her buttocks, and squeezing tight. He groaned and with a brusque gesture pushed the remainder of the comforter off her, exposing her long lean legs.

  She realized that she was wearing only her short, button down shirt, and it was barely buttoned down. And when Tar grabbed a fistful of fabric at her back and tugged hard, several buttons popped off, exposing more of her pert breasts.

  Tar released her for a breathless moment, his eyes boring through her, burning her with their intensity as he rid himself of his shirt, then stood to undo his pants.

  She held her breath as she watched the spectacle. Every article of clothing that fell exposed another luscious part of him. His arms were massive and filled with power. His muscles flexed with every movement, and there was something delicious about every flex.

  When he put his fingers to the edge of his briefs, he stopped, a mischievous grin on his lips. His eyes glowed with a dark promise of the goodies he was about to show her, and she greedily kept her eyes on that tantalizing package.

  Without realizing it, she’d begun to caress herself, running her hands over her breasts and plucking her nipples with impatience.

  That made Tar smile all the more. “You’re an eager little vixen, aren’t you?” he groaned.

  She licked her lips in response.

  Tar tugged down on his briefs and let them fall to his feet where he kicked them away. His hardness pointed to Ally, leading Tar to her, and he quickly followed the lead.

  Crawling onto the bed, he straddled her and knelt back to take a good look at her. Her shirt still obscured her lower belly with only one button still holding on by a thread.

  She thought he would pull the panels of her shirt apart and tear the button off, but instead, he trailed a slow sizzling finger from her collar, down along her breasts and finally at the button which he gently unbuttoned and opened the panels to reveal her full beauty.

  No longer restraining himself, Tar fell into her, his lips covering her mouth and devouring her as his body pressed into her. His hardness nudged her legs apart and his breathing became labored and loud.

  She wanted him. She could feel the wetness that now filled her undergarments. She was ready. More than ready. She needed him. She needed him to fill her, to complete her.

  His hardness pressed against her undergarment, pushing her wetness up against her and she let out a needy cry.

  But instead of giving in to her need, he left her lips to caress her breasts with his tongue. Placing his hands on either side of her breasts, he pushed them together until her nipples were side by side and expertly flicked his tongue over both nipples simultaneously.

  It was too much. Ally grabbed the bedsheets in her fists and let out a hungry cry. Her clitoris pounded with the need to be satisfied and a tiny puddle of moisture now filled her undergarment.

  With a deep guttural chuckle, he continued his assault of her nipples until she thought she’d reach that ultimate destination on her own.

  But he was there too, finally needing to be satisfied just as much as she. He left her breasts and reached down to move the panel of her undergarment aside just enough to allow him passage.

  Ally groaned then held her breath as the large cap of his erection inched inside her… just a tease. Tar kissed her with a passionate grunt. He nudged in a little more and she brought her hands to his ass to pull him in, but he maintained control and continued to nudge slowly in, an inch at a time.

  It was torture, beautiful torture and she gave into his will. She looked at him, reveling in his lustful gaze.

  And finally, he gave her all he had. He pounded into her, his full hardness filling her and she let out a fully aroused scream that echoed in the room. S
miling, Tar put a playful hand over her mouth.

  “We don’t want the whole campus knowing what we’re up to,” he said.

  Her passionate, muffled groans and grunts continued to fill the room until he released her mouth.

  “Ah, hell,” he said with primal grunt. “Who cares who hears?”

  Her orgasm spilled over her as he filled her with his own climax. His satisfied grunts melted into hers with a final sated sigh.

  “It’s about time,” he said as he lay down beside her, his hand playing on the flat planes of her belly. “It’s about time we got together. From the very first time I saw you, I’ve thought of this moment. I imagined you, your body, your passion, your kiss. And you did not disappoint. You’re everything I had imagined, and more.”

  She smiled at him, marveling at his quiet beauty. They’d spoken so infrequently. He’d been so reserved, so distant, with only a teasing hint of primal interest in her.

  “I have something for you,” he said after a long, quiet moment. He left her side and went to Jasper’s dressing room and returned with an elegant white gown.

  In her splendid nudity, Ally sat up and looked at the beautiful garment. The purity of the white, the delicateness of the silken fabric that seemed to flow like liquid, was adorned with hundreds of tiny multi-colored gems. Brilliant magenta rubies, with dark green emeralds, twinkling sapphires and sparkling topazes all worked together to make for a spectacular effect. The sleeveless gown had a choke collar, adorned with a crowd of larger gems.

  “It goes beautifully with your hair,” Tar said.

  “It’s gorgeous, but why?”

  “The gala, Ally. We were worried you might not wake up in time, but you did.”

  “Gala? “What gala?” Ally stood to go to him, idly fingering the soft delicate fabric of the gown.

  “It’s to honor us. To honor the team that won the competition. And that includes you.”

  “Um. Now?”

  “Now. Queen Jade and the other royal parents insisted that we be celebrated. The past few days have been spent organizing mounds of food, elegant décor and now, all that’s missing is us.” He held the dress out to her. “Queen Jade requested that we all wear our kingdom’s colors. Seeing how you’re human and of no royal background, we knew you’d have no heirloom dress, so we got together and had this made for you.”

  “You guys did this?”

  “Well, we had help, you know. We had an idea of how we wanted the gown to highlight your beauty and not compete with it. We wanted something elegant and light, sexy but classy, and something that reflected who you are.”

  He fingered a lock of her hair, a lock of pink and blue. “I’ve never seen anyone with hair like this. It’s incredible. Do many humans have hair like this?”

  “I wouldn’t know. I’ll admit I’ve never seen anyone else with so many colors, and, when a child, I was often teased and ridiculed for it.”

  “How can anyone ridicule something so beautiful?”

  She shrugged. “You know how kids are. They like to find anything they can point to and mock and laugh at. For me it was my hair. So I quickly learned to hide it, either under hats, or, as I got older, under a plain brown wig.”

  He kissed her, a sweet soft kiss. “You should never have to hide your true beauty. You’re like a diamond.”

  “A diamond?”

  “Yeah, when you turn it in the light, you see all the colors of the rainbow flicker in it.”

  She looked at the gown and smiled. “You guys did a perfect job. I couldn’t have done better myself.”

  “I’d like to stick around and help you get ready, but I fear I’d be too tempted to start up all over again, and…” He licked his lips and handed her the gown. “You need to get ready.”

  “All right. I’ll see you later,” she said as he headed out the door.

  As she readied to take a quick shower, she heard the door to the room open again and peered out from the bathroom.

  It was Jasper, looking hot in every sense of the word.

  Chapter 2

  “That was quick,” Ally said, a little startled to see him return so soon.

  “Mother sometimes has a way of summoning me for minor details. This was one of those times, but enough about her.” He looked down at the partial view he had of her body from behind the door. “And I see that I’m just in time to help you get ready as well.”

  He ripped off his soiled clothing and stood, proud and naked, in front of her.

  She leisurely eyed him, admiring every hard line, every muscle, every inch of golden, sun-kissed skin. He was perfection.

  But above all, it was the look in his eyes that did her in; that look of hunger, of need.

  He took a step toward the door that Ally refused to open.

  She sniffed the air around him. “Tar’s right. You do stink.”

  He grinned. “All the more reason to let me in to shower.” He pushed lightly on the door.

  “But I was here first,” she argued with a sly smile.

  “But it’s my room,” he retorted with feigned anger.

  “But you’re the one who brought me here.”

  “Only because you needed some tender loving care.”

  She looked at him for a good long moment as she sought her next argument. “Ladies first,” she finally said as she slammed the door shut. Grinning, she turned to head into the shower, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he followed her in.

  The bathroom door burst open. “Woman,” Jasper shouted in a show of masculine bravado as he entered the bathroom. “Clean me.”

  With a beguiling smile, she looked up at him. Innocent, yet sexually alluring. The perfect blend of chaste and wanton, demure and wild, lady and whore.

  His eyes lit up with excitement and his chest rose and fell with every heavy breath. His already engorged cock beckoned her. He stepped into the large shower and pinned her to the cool, stone wall.

  “There is something immensely thrilling about watching a girl, a lady, so prim and innocent, so wide-eyed and inexperienced, turn into a wildcat,” he said as he pushed his body against hers. “I love the play in your eyes, how they light up at the sight of me and how they then darken with lust and arousal.”

  “I think you are mistaken, my fine sir,” she said with haughty propriety. “I merely look upon you with disgust and disdain… that is what you see in my darkening eyes.” The hint of a smile curled her lips.

  “Really?” he whispered into her ear, his lips caressing her ever so lightly. “Well then, disdain this.” He pressed his lips to her neck and made his way to her breasts while his hands travelled down between her legs.

  “We don’t have much time,” she whispered.

  And that was all he needed. He pushed her legs apart, picked her up and wrapped her legs around him, deftly impaling her on his raging cock. With slow, but forceful lunges, he pressed deep inside her. His rhythm increased, so did his breathing.

  She clung to him, reveling in the entirety of sensations she felt. Her body was alive in a way it’d never been before, from the soles of her feet tucked at his back, to her breasts pressed against his chest, to her very inner soul.

  He came with a massive roar, a possessive sound that told the world she was his.

  A sound she wanted to hear again and again.

  Still breathing hard, he leaned her against the wall and lightly butted his forehead against hers. “Now,” he said between heavy breaths. “I think we need to clean up.”

  They washed each other, and while Jasper soon had another fierce erection, he calmed his ardor by finishing with a cool shower.

  With surprising dexterity and attention to detail, he helped her dress, careful with the delicate fabric of her gown and gentle with the three tiny bejeweled buttons that held the choke collar around her neck.

  He whistled, long and low. “That is one hell of a daring plunge,” he said of the bare back the gown exposed.

  “I feel kind of naked,” she said.

 
“You are a vision,” he whispered lovingly when she turned to allow him to admire her. “A true vision. I’ve no doubt the entire campus will be talking about you tomorrow morning… if not the entire kingdom.”

  She smiled and watched him as he then prepared for the evening. Dunning an elegant emerald green silk suit, his eyes twinkled even more than usual. The beautifully tailored suit was embroidered with gold thread and the cuffs of the sleeves were lined with real emeralds. The effect was stunning and regal.

  He was truly, every inch a crown prince. He turned an arrogant eye to her and cocked a brow. There was something boyish, yet so manly about him.

  “I want you so badly right now,” she whispered, startled by the sound of the words coming from her mouth.

  The cocked brow furrowed in hungry ardor. “Not as much as I want you.”

  Ally walked up to him and tried to unzip his pants. A little awkward from the unfamiliar angle, she fought with the zipper until he quickly took charge of the situation, unzipping his pants and pulling his hardened cock out, just as she knelt before him.

  “My princess,” he breathed.

  She took him into her mouth, eagerly tasting him, eager to feel the smoothness of his skin on her lips and along her tongue. She kissed the cap and took him fully in again, then licked along the underside of the erect member.

  “You never cease to surprise me, my love. Take me in. Take me all in and suck ever so gently.”

  She followed his order, uncertain of her actions in this new endeavor, but she quickly got into a rhythm, emulating the same in and out rhythm he’d used earlier.

  He groaned, and his member got harder still, larger, taking up her entire mouth. She slowed the pace until he put his hand to the back of her head, urging her to finish him off, to bring him there.

  Letting out a muffled cry of ecstasy, he pulled her tight into his crotch as he filled her with his orgasm. Surprised by the force with which he sprayed the back of her throat, she gagged a moment, but quickly recovered and cleaned him off with her tongue.

  Chuckling, Jasper pulled her up to face him. “I already look forward to the end of this gala so that I can be alone with you again.”