Wicked Prince Charmings: Blue Saffire & Co. Fairy Tales

by Blue Saffire

  “I was the last to know who you were. I figured it out when I first heard your name. While we were looking for you here, it seems your mother had already passed on and you were traveling the world.”

  “It should have been easy to find a girl named Cinder, but it wasn’t,” I says as I come out of my shoes.

  “I didn’t start using my real name until a few years ago. Cindy is on all of my paperwork,” she murmurs.

  “Figures. Your parents didn’t want to be found because my mother’s brother was a bastard and he threatened them and you behind everyone’s back. My parents, nor your grandparents, had any clue of what really happened.”

  “Your parents clearly didn’t know my uncle acted alone or the fact that he met with an unfortunate accident not long after they fled.”

  “I had no idea what the reason was for your family’s actions which is why, until I figured it out, I didn’t want to tell you any of this. I thought I could keep your presence a secret. It was stupid of me to take you out in London.”

  “It took them all of two days to figure out who you were. You are the spitting image of your mother. Which is the reason I rushed you back to Verlez and tried to keep you there while I got all the details.”

  “Details? What else don’t I know?”

  “Your mother left you Heathworth for your home. Your grandmother and grandfather wish to see you return home so they can pass you the throne. They stay in a small manor not that far from Château Heathworth, hoping for your return.”

  “When they received word that you had arrived at Heathworth and were indeed in Europe, they made their way to Heathworth and are waiting there for you. You are to be crowned princess. Right before our engagement party,” he says pointedly.

  “Oh.” Her mouth falls open. “So… you weren’t going to dump me?” she says in a small voice.

  “No,” I say as I start to stalk my way up the bed toward her, nude. “I went to London with my mother to have my grandmother’s ring sized for you. I planned to proposed when I returned the following evening.”

  I get nose to nose with her and tilt my head to the side. Then I continue. “However, I was awakened in the middle of the night to be told that my woman, my princess, the woman I love was gone. You left me, Cinder. Now, how should I punish you?”

  “Punish me?”

  “Yes. You love it when I spank you so that’s out of the question.” I lick my lips.

  I’m going to devour her, and from the way her brown eyes dilate, she knows it.

  Cinder

  His blue eyes darken. He’s so close his breath fans my lips and I can see every color and change in his orbs. As I lock gazes with him, I feel kind of stupid. I made a lot of assumptions and I was wrong about them all.

  “There’s no other princess?” I say sheepishly.

  “No, baby.” He shakes his head. “It has only been you. I didn’t call the ball off sooner because I was putting the pieces together and I enjoyed watching you plan, while I got to spend time with you.”

  “I had planned to turn it into our engagement party before my mother’s suggestion. Yes, I should’ve told you sooner, but you should have come to me if you thought something was amiss.”

  “You were going to propose?” I look at him through my lashes.

  “Yes, you cheeky little monster. I’ve fallen in love with you Cinder. I want you to be my wife. When I said you were mine, I meant it,” he says and crushes my lips.

  I wrap my arms around his neck and open for him. He devours my mouth, deepening the kiss as he groans. He tugs the sheet away and tosses it aside.

  I’m in my bra and panties. When I arrived home I stripped out of my clothes on autopilot and climbed into my bed. I wasn’t expecting to have company.

  However, now that Princeton is searing my lips with his kiss, I’m glad there’s little between us. He cups one of my breasts in his hand as if in agreement. Breaking the kiss, he starts a trail of kisses across my jaw to my ear.

  “You still haven’t told me when I’ve hurt you. Why would you run from me?”

  “I thought… I’m sorry. You’re right.”

  He clicks his tongue. “I don’t want to be right, Cinder. I want you to see that I’ve always had your best interests at heart. Say it. I want to hear the words when you’re not angry at me.”

  He looks in my eyes and waits expectantly. It takes me a moment to grasp what he’s asking for. Realization hits and I smile shyly.

  “I love you,” I whisper.

  “I love you too.”

  He captures my lips again. This time his kiss is tender. Although his hands aren’t as gentle. He tears my panties right off my body. I reach to unfasten my bra before it meets the same fate.

  “I’ve been trying to get you pregnant since the first time I entered you. You will stop your birth control as soon as we have the wedding.”

  “So entitled.” I laugh.

  However, my laugh is cut short as he lifts me to wrap around his body and stands. In the next motion, he drives into me and slams my back to the wall over my headboard. I cry out and cling to his back.

  “You feel that? That’s what you do to me. How could I not love you,” he says into my ear as he rocks into me slowly.

  I drop my head back against the wall. He presses a palm to the wall as his other arm wraps my back and his palm grasps my ass. When he bites down on my shoulder, I know this is going to be a slow, sweet torture. That will be my punishment.

  “Princeton, please.” I already know that plea is going to fall on deaf ears.

  This man is nothing if not determined. He will see his plan through. I think that’s one of the things that made me fall in love with him.

  All of my neighbors must be on his payroll. Chris Brown’s “To My Bed” comes on from the apartment over me. Princeton thrusts into me to the sensual rhythm. Memory foam is a great investment.

  This man is tearing it up slow while standing on my mattress. This is some hot shit. I can’t help but drip down his shaft.

  His tongue against my neck isn’t helping. When he starts to drag his teeth against my collarbone, I’m done for. I claw my fingers through his hair.

  “Babe.” I gasp.

  “I feel you coming.” He chuckles and stops.

  I whimper. I see where this is going. My orgasm was right within my reach. He pulls out to the tip and pecks my nose. The smile on his lips is almost sadistic.

  I look at him with pleading eyes. “Please.”

  He groans and pushes inside me achingly slow. It’s still not what I need, but it brushes the fire within. I dig my nails into his back, hoping to break his restraint.

  It doesn’t work. He continues the snail pace that’s likely to drive me crazy. At least, I think that’s his plan. He takes a step back, angling my hips and lower body.

  I scream so loud when he starts to pound into me, I think I drown out the music. Sweat drops from his face onto my torso. He looks at me through his lashes and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

  “Don’t come, Cinder,” he commands.

  “What? Why?”

  “Because I said so,” he growls and slaps my ass.

  “Princeton,” I cry trying not to fall over the edge.

  He slaps my ass again. “I said don’t come.”

  I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m not going to be able to hold back if he keeps slapping my ass. His fat dick is already stretching me and hitting my spot.

  My body starts to quiver. I curl my toes and reach for the wall behind me. It’s all I can do to try to keep from coming.

  He slams my back against the wall again, moving in closer to seal us tightly together. He wraps one of my braids around his hand and tugs my head back and to the side.

  Licking from my shoulder to my ear, he doesn’t miss a beat. Fuck it. I’ll take my punishment because there’s no way I’m not coming.

  “Oh shit, babe,” I call out as I gush around him, my walls tightening on his shaft.

  “My hard
headed girl. Didn’t I tell you not to come.”

  He places my ass on the edge of the headboard and drops to his knees. I cling to his hair as he eats my pussy like his last meal. I wonder if royalty is born with a special talent for sex?

  Maybe it’s just my prince.

  “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t breathe. You’ll never run from me again. Your legs won’t work to carry you away from me,” he hisses in my ear.

  I come again from his words alone. If he thinks I’m complaining, he’s crazy. I take my lumps like a big girl for the rest of the night, well into the morning.

  Make up sex is on the top of my list of all-time favorites. Fights and makeup sex are a monthly must. It will be my first law as princess. Wait, do I get those?

  Princeton

  The sun is rising and she’s fast asleep. I’ve been reflecting on all the things that have happened over the last month. I could be angry with so many people, but I don’t think I’d change a thing.

  She was well worth the wait and all that came with it. I kiss her forehead and go to climb from the bed. I have something I need to do.

  I pull on my pants and collect my phone. I move out to the living room. It’s the perfect time to do this.

  “Hello.”

  “Good morning, your highness.”

  “Princeton. Do you have her?”

  “Yes, Queen Nia. She’s safe and sound.”

  Cinder’s grandmother releases a tired sigh. She is up there in age, as is her husband. Although Cinder has cousins, she’s next in line for the throne. This has been a long time coming.

  “Does she know?”

  “Yes and no. She knows she’s a princess. She doesn’t know about the throne. I can leave that for you to tell her if you like,” I say.

  “It might be best coming from you. She doesn’t know us,” she says sadly.

  “Actually, I was calling to get the king’s permission to ask for her hand. I know she was meant to be my betrothed. However, with everything I wanted to make sure—”

  “You’ve waited to claim her as yours for a long time. I can hear in your voice that you care for her. We enjoyed the time we spent with you. You’re a fine young man.”

  “My husband and I approve of your union. Go on, claim you princess. We’ll be here waiting to meet her when you return for the engagement ball,” she replies.

  I chuckle. “Word travels fast.”

  “Indeed it does. See you soon.”

  I end the call and stare out the window at the street below. I can’t help the smile that comes to my lips. We have so much planning to do. So much is about to change.

  “What throne?”

  I spin to face the direction her voice comes from. She looks sleepy and sexy in my shirt. I move across the room to her. When I reach her, I tug her into my arms.

  “You are next in line to be Queen. Just as I’m next in line to be King. Your grandparents are waiting back home to meet you.”

  Her eyes grow wide and her knees buckle. I’m right there to catch her. I hold her close.

  “You’re lying.”

  “Nope, looks like you’re going to have to keep me from becoming even more entitled. Such titles can go to the head.”

  She straightens and shakes her head. “You know what? Come on. I need a dose of reality right about now.”

  “Where are we going?”

  “Gray, I need a hot dog. Doesn’t get more New York than that. That will bring my ass back down to earth.”

  I roar with laughter. Yup, just what I needed. She’ll keep me grounded.

  Chapter 17

  New Event

  Cinder

  I look up from my desk to find Princeton leaning in the doorway of my office. It’s only been two months since all of that drama and returning to Fru Fru Palms to meet my grandparents and attend our engagement ball. It was all overwhelming and I needed to return to New York to regroup.

  However, we’ve become closer after it all. I’ve learned to live in the moment more. It helps for transitioning through all the changes.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “I can’t come to see my princess?” he asks with a grin and a lifted brow.

  “I thought you had that meeting across town.”

  “Yes, I did, but I had some place I’d rather be,” he says and pushes off the door.

  He closes the door and locks it. I eye him warily as he moves toward me and rounds my desk. He has a seductive smile on his lips.

  “What are you up to?”

  “I miss my fiancée. I need to give her a little reminder of all the things waiting for her in our future,” he croons.

  “Princeton if you don’t get your nasty ass out of my office.” I giggle.

  He plucks me from my chair and tugs me into his chest. The kiss he lays on me has my toes curling. I cling to his jacket as he deepens the kiss.

  “You taste divine,” he groans.

  “Thank you for having the ice cream sent over. It was delicious.”

  “I wanted you to know I was thinking of you. Did you think about what we talked about this morning?”

  He rubs the tip of his nose against mine. I groan internally. Yes, I’ve been thinking about our talk this morning. It’s all I’ve been thinking about.

  “I have. I still have so much to consider. I have this place here and I have employees that depend on me. I don’t know,” I reply.

  “I never said you had to give this place up. You have a great staff. This place has proven it can run without you.”

  “Taking up your duties as princess is not going to allow you the same time you have now. I wanted you to fall in love with Verlez in hopes we’d be able to make it home,” he says.

  “But I thought you loved New York?” I tease, looking up at him through my lashes.

  He grins at me and pins me with a look that causes me to pout. He pinches my chin and lifts my face for a kiss. It’s a light peck of the lips, but it still stirs my belly.

  “I do like it here, but I’ve been longing for home more. It’s time for both of us to step up. Moving home will have so many benefits.”

  “Name a few,” I say.

  “How about I show you a few instead?”

  Before I can reply he covers my mouth with his and turns our bodies so that I’m facing the desk. He lifts me to perch on the edge, all while keeping our connection. Our tongues dance and glide against each other.

  Slowly, he peels my jacket from my shoulders and tosses it onto the desk beside me. He continues to devour my mouth as he unbuttons my blouse. Once my top is gaping open, he sticks a hand inside and cups my breast.

  “Princeton,” I moan as he moves his lips to my neck.

  He used his fingertips to trace the lace of my bra, hooking his fingers in to tug the cup down. Swiftly, he dips his head to suck my nipple into his mouth. I have to remind myself where we are.

  I bite down on my lips to keep from crying out. My eyes roll and I close my lids. I draw in a breath as he moves a hand beneath my skirt and starts to slowly, but not too gently, drag his fingers up my thigh.

  “Look who’s wet for me. Should I eat this delicious pussy or should I fuck you right here on this desk?”

  “Whatever you like, your highness. Don’t let me stop you,” I purr as I arch into him.

  He chuckles and moves to pull down my other cup and draw my hardened peak into his mouth. When he pushes two fingers into me, I lose my battle and cry out. He’s driving me insane as he pushes his digits in and out as he rubs my nub over the silky fabric of my panties with his thumb.

  I want the barrier completely gone, but at the same time the friction is perfect and I need it to stay. I shove my fingers in his blonde locks and hold on tight. His hot mouth on my body has me ready to do anything he asks for.

  “Babe, please,” I plead needing more.

  He breaks the seal he has on my breast and it pops free. He looks into my eyes and the lust and love I see there makes my stomach clench. He d
rops to his knees before me and begins to feast on me.

  I bite my fist to keep from screaming. He only pushes his face further in. I gasp and rock my hips against his face as I hold onto the edge of the desk with my free hand.

  It’s not like he didn’t go down on me this morning before I showered for work. However, the man is that damn good at what he does. He makes me want to do this all day.

  My heart pounds as I come all over his face. With blazing blue eyes, he lifts to stand before me. He makes quick work of releasing his belt and shoving his pants down.

  Princeton covers my mouth with his hand as he uses the other to guide his erection to enter me. I whimper into is palm and let my head fall back. He doesn’t move, but his hard length pulses within my walls.

  “You’re so perfect,” he says huskily.

  I wrap one leg around his waist, needing him closer. Right when he goes to move, the phone on my desk beeps.

  “Your highness, um, Ms. Ellis, um, boss?” Megan says sounding so confused.

  I laugh into Princeton’s shoulder. He chuckles into my hair. My poor staff has been having such a hard time with what to call me these days. I’ve tried to tell them nothing has changed.

  “Yes,” I say as I try to hold in my amusement at her and the fact that Princeton is still throbbing inside me.

  “The queen is here to see you,” she replies.

  Princeton groans into my neck. Slowly, he pulls from my body. I shake my head at him. The queen will wait today. He’s not leaving me like this.

  “Megan, would you be so kind as to take her into a conference room and make her comfortable. We’ll be there in about fifteen,” I say, much to Princeton’s amusement.

  He pulls my panties from under my skirt lightning fast and plows back into me. I barely have time to stifle my cry. He works his hips into me even as Megan gives her reply.

  “Yes, boss.”

  “You should start calling me boss. I think that would sound sexy.” He chuckles in my ear.

  “Dream on pretty boy,” I pant.

  He lifts me from the desk and starts to bounce me on his rock hard dick. Okay, maybe I could call him boss on the weekends. He latches his mouth onto my breast. Well, weekdays may be able to be added.