Royal Daddy

by Emilia Beaumont

  She held herself rigidly against me, but eventually she softened and allowed her head to rest against my chest. I could feel the silent sobs heaving through her slight frame as I held her tightly, not ever wanting to let go.

  “Whatever it is? It’ll be okay. You can tell me.”

  Penny sniffed. “That poor woman, to go through all of that and then to wake up to find she will never be able to have another child,” she muttered through the tears.

  “Is that really it? Penny, we see this at least once a week, often more than that. You always seem to cope with it all.”

  “No, it isn’t all. How could it possibly be all? It’s just so futile, us being here. Everything we do, we have to do it over and over again. Nothing changes, nothing gets any easier. We just keep trying, and nothing ever gets any better. This wasn’t even my ba—”

  She trailed off, but I could hear the utter frustration in her voice. All medics experienced moments like that, even if they worked in comfortable hospitals back home, and being here had definitely made them far more frequent and far more painful to bear.

  Right now as she looked up at me, I forgot all about my own pain, the frustrations of the camp and the inevitable royal life that awaited me back home.

  With those green-hazel eyes flashing at me, so full of life and vitality—though they seemed darker that day—I could feel nothing but love for her. But I wasn’t about to take her moment of vulnerability and ruin it with my lustful actions, so I didn’t do anything about it.

  Instead, she did.

  She grabbed my head in her hands and fiercely pulled my face down to hers. She kissed me, hard, nibbling at my lips and thrusting her tongue in my mouth, and I couldn’t help but respond.

  “Penny, if you don’t stop this I’m not going to be able to,” I warned her as the pull in my groin let me know just how much I longed for her touch. “You have no idea how much I want you right now.”

  “I don’t want you to stop.” Breathless from our frenzied kiss she said, “Angel and Amy won’t be back for a bit. We don’t have much time.”

  Feeling like all my dreams had come true she dragged me to her quarters, leading the way, holding my hand. She was determined in her steps, and occasionally she gave me a mischievous glance from over her shoulder. I watched as her hips swayed, my cock twitching at the sight getting harder with each passing second.

  Stopping at Angel’s drawer, Penny pulled out a tiny foil-wrapped package. I wanted to smile at her forethought, and that she needed to take such a thing from the older woman’s things and not her own, but she didn’t give me a moment to even think about it.

  Penny kissed me again, a desperate and demanding kiss.

  A growl rose from my belly, it was my turn to be demanding and I quickly dragged her down onto her bunk. It smelt of her, spicy and yet homey. Jasmine and cinnamon, the scent of her shampoo, was all over her pillows.

  I peeled my scrubs over my head and dropped the pants onto the floor as she did the same with her own.

  My heart was thudding a thunderous tune as she lay beside me, beautiful and looking alive, dressed in only the tiniest wisps of underwear, and so very beautiful.

  I buried my head in her belly, kissing her navel, trailing kisses up her torso, while my hands caressed her back and bum. She moaned as I squeezed the generous mounds of flesh between my hands, firm yet soft, just like her.

  I looked up into her lovely face, and kissed her on the lips. She was less ferocious now, letting me take charge, but I could see the passion smouldering in her wanting eyes. She closed them as I plunged my tongue into the depths of her sweet mouth, savouring each moment, each sensation.

  Her hands clutched tightly at my shoulders, then softened to caress and explore.

  “Mmm,” she purred as she traced her fingers over my muscles, and as I began another trail of kisses down her throat to her lace clad nipples, I cupped her breast and began to tease her nipple with my tongue. She was absolutely perfect in every way and I wanted nothing more than to spend forever exploring her body, to tease her for eternity.

  Licking my lips, my fingers edged the lace down, popping out the firm, and pert mound. As I did so, I suckled gently on her nipple, increasing the pressure until she gasped and I bit gently at the nub.

  “Do you like that, Penny? You want more of that, don’t you?” I asked, watching her face as I pinched the nipple between thumb and forefinger. She nodded, biting at her lip. I felt my cock leap at the unintentionally sexy little gesture and moved to the other breast and repeated my actions. “More where that came from,” I claimed.

  I let my hand slip lower, over her soft belly until I was cupping her warm pussy gently.

  “How about this?” I asked. Then as I allowed a lazy finger to just stroke her nether lips, I waited until I felt her hips ride up towards my hand. Eager for more. Pleased with her response, I gave her pert nipple another squeeze.

  “Robert, please. Don’t keep me waiting,” she begged, her hips grinding against my hand. I let out another small low growl, loving the way her body responded to my touch, and wanting nothing more than to ravish her and to forego any hint of foreplay.

  I quickly pulled down her knickers as she unhooked her bra and threw it onto the floor. I knelt beside the bed and pulled her so her legs were dangling over the edge, then spread her thighs wide open for me, revelling in the scent of her, and seeing just how damn wet and hot for me she was.

  I ran my finger down inside her slick folds, and rubbed gently at her clit. “You’re a wet naughty girl.”

  “Oh, don’t stop,” she cried as I withdrew my finger.

  “Don’t worry, I’m not going to stop.”

  I dipped my head, and flattening my tongue, and laved gently at the very spot where my finger had just been.

  She tasted so good, and I could feel her body as it pulsated and jerked with pleasure beneath my hands.

  Suddenly, unable to resist any further, I plunged two fingers up within her pussy, needing to be inside her one way or another. I finger fucked her as I sucked on her clit, building her up, with an inexorable rhythm that threatened to overwhelm her.

  “Oh please, no, I’m going to come already!”

  “Baby, you come all you want… this one is all for you. I’ll be with you on the next one, I promise.”

  Satisfied with my answer her head flopped back onto the bunk, her breasts wobbling delightfully at the motion and I continued to give her pussy my undivided attention.

  I thrust my fingers within her, harder with each stroke, and she cried out. I felt her muscular walls contract around my fingers, and a gush of fluid bathed her even further in delicious, sweet juices.

  She went limp, and I moved up her body, my hands trailing her hot skin, returning my attentions to her delectable breasts, licking and teasing until she began to writhe against me once more.

  “You sure you want this?” I teased.

  She looked at me, and then she reached down to take my cock in her hand and guided its throbbing head to her dripping wet pussy. I put a hand on her wrist to stop her. “Just a moment,” I said as I slipped the condom she had so thoughtfully procured onto my engorged length. Ever the gentleman.

  “You’d damn well better get inside me soon, Captain, or I may just have to report you to your superior officer,” she joked impatiently, breathing heavily.

  But, the sensitive tip of my cock had already sensed the warm, sodden depths it had so longed for were now close at hand, and without a second thought I advanced, pushing and burrowing my cock so deep within her that her mouth instantly fell open in surprise.

  She moaned and grabbed my bum, fingernails digging in as if she didn’t want me to go anywhere, and now that I was inside her there was no place I’d rather be.

  We were one at last.

  “Fuck, Penny,” I groaned, her tight pussy wrapped around my cock; snug and fucking delicious.

  We rocked and rutted; I pulled her legs up so they were either side of my head, so I co
uld bury myself in even further.

  Balls deep into her luscious. Tight. Cunt.

  She matched me stroke for stroke, demanding everything, and giving me even more in return.

  “More, Robert! Faster!” she cried as her fingernails continued to claw and rake against any part of my skin that she could grab hold of. “I need you to fuck me. Harder!”

  I gave her all I had and watched her face, mesmerised as her second orgasm took her over, feeling her inner muscles milking me until I came hot and hard too. At that point I knew there was no turning back, knew I would do anything for her. Then we collapsed in a satiated heap together.

  I couldn’t have removed the smile from my lips, even if I had wanted to, as I held her slick, sweaty body against my own, letting my breath return to some kind of even pace.

  “Wow,” she finally said. “That was unexpected.”

  “Really?” I asked, surprised. I had known that it was exactly what I wanted to do to her the moment I met her.

  “No, I suppose not.” She paused and met my eyes. “I’m sorry I wouldn’t talk about it all before. I just wasn’t ready. I couldn’t bear the thought that you would eventually leave, and so I wanted to try and keep my distance.”

  “Doesn’t ever work that well in places like this,” I said gently, lazily stroking her bare skin.

  “No, and being in a place like this makes you realise that you have to stop worrying about what might happen, and just get on with what is there now.”

  I could hear just how much of a change that had been for her, and wished she hadn’t been forced to learn that lesson. Angel was right about her, there was a softness; a naïveté about her that being in a camp like this was bound to take away from her, but I wished it hadn’t.

  “Life is definitely for living while you can,” I agreed, taking her hand and bringing it to my lips. “But, this doesn’t have to be a bad thing. You’ll soon be sick of me anyway by the time you get shot of me.”

  “I doubt that very much. And even if I am personally, it wouldn’t change the fact that professionally you have made such a difference here. I know we all wish you could stay for longer than you’re stationed… People with skills and dedication like yours are in too short supply.”

  “So you only want me for my surgeon’s hands,” I joked.

  “Of course,” she said with a cheeky smile as she propped herself up. Her soft, silky curtain of hair draped across my chest, tickling me, then trailed over my pecks and nipples. I shuddered.

  She grinned and dipped her head to lick at them. I hadn’t ever really noticed how sensitive my own nipples could be, but all of a sudden I could feel the rest of me responding again too. I looked at her, amazed as my cock reared up again, ready to pleasure her anew.

  “But not just because of what they can do on an operating table!”

  Penny put a hand on my chest to stop me from rising up to kiss her, and bent her head towards my groin. I groaned as she took my cock in her strong fingers and licked the bead of milky fluid that sat nestled in the tip.

  She circled it with her tongue, and then took me into her soft, warm mouth, sucking gently. My hand found it’s way to her bottom, squeezing as my fingertips brushed ever so slightly at her dripping wet seam. And in perfect sync with herself, she rose up and down, mouth and hand. The pressure was firm, and the sensation was paralysing. I lay there moaning softly, revelling in the sparks of electricity shooting through my whole body and teased at her opening again; a finger slipping into her channel, wanting to be inside her.

  “Baby, you need to stop now,” I said trying to push her away. I needed for her to come again too, wanted to see the blissful state her face took on when she came.

  She’d looked so hot beneath me; and I was sure she would be even more of a wildcat on top. I tried to pull her onto my lap, but she was having none of it.

  “No, baby, this one is all for you,” she said, repeating my own words back to me. The echoes of her voice vibrated down my shaft as she took me back into her mouth. My hips rose to plunge further into her and she eagerly accepted. My eyes clamped shut as the writhing in my balls became almost excruciatingly painful while pleasure drove itself deep within my core like a shot of lightning. My fingers laced within her hair assisting her and encouraging her to go deeper, to take every inch of me, and she did just that.

  “Oh, God, Penny!” I cried as I came, my seed spurting out of me into her welcoming mouth. My heart felt like it would split in too as it hammered; I’d had blowjobs before, but never one that was as intense or as good as that was.

  She swallowed and curled her hand around my length in a tender caress then snuggled up against me, letting me get my breath back.

  I lay watching her, silence between us, and wanted to stay like that forever; her in my arms and the world forgotten. I’d finally found where I belonged.

  “We’d better get dressed and hide the smirks from our faces before Angel and Amy get back,” she whispered with a grin, then leaned over to kiss me on the lips.

  I stared at her. Maybe she wasn’t as innocent as the rest of us had given her credit for, I thought, with a wild sense of hope blossoming within my chest.

  “Baby, nah, I’m not done with you yet.”

  Five

  Penny

  I stood in the shower, letting the water wash over me. My body felt pleasantly sore, used in a way that I had never truly experienced. Every bit of me seemed to be more sensitive than usual, and each tiny inch of skin brought back a luscious memory of Robert as I soaped myself down.

  Usually I was really careful not to use more than my fair share, as water was at a premium here in the camps, and so I never overstayed the five-minute rule. But today it was the only place where I was guaranteed some privacy, and boy did I need a few extra moments to sort out all of my jumbled thoughts.

  I was still struggling to reconcile my actions.

  I wasn’t the kind of woman that had one night stands; not that there was anything wrong with them. I supposed I never really had the opportunity to, and truthfully when I thought deep down about it I wouldn’t even say that sex was particularly important to me in the great scheme of a relationship.

  Yet something primal within me had taken over. The day we’d just had in surgery had left me with such a need to take risks, to feel like life was worth living, that I hadn’t even thought about it.

  When the opportunity had arisen to drag Robert’s way-too-horny butt into my bunk I hadn’t even hesitated; I let my instincts lead the way and thank God he’d followed.

  I couldn’t deny that we had been dancing around it from the moment he’d arrived, and I was almost ashamed at my wanton demands of the sexy captain. But he hadn’t seemed to be even vaguely put off, in fact he had risen to the occasion admirably and without making me feel bad about it. He’d been a gentleman, a passionate one at that and yet at the same he’d been forceful too in all the right ways.

  Angel and Amy would find it hilarious, and would probably cheer—but I didn’t want them to know, at least not yet. I had no clue how we would ever keep it secret, or if I even wanted to forever, though there was something delicious in keeping him all to myself. But nothing was private here, and I wasn’t even sure I would ever be able to look at Robert without remembering what his skilled hands and talented tongue had done to me… or, what I longed for him to do next.

  I blushed at the tiniest thing and I was surely going to spend the next month lobster red if the rest of the staff found out.

  I heard voices and knew I would need to get out, so I turned off the spray and grabbed my towel. I was rubbing my hair, dressed in loose linen trousers and a strappy top when Angel and Amy arrived, looking tired from their own busy day.

  “Hey, sugar, I heard you had a rough one,” Angel said kindly. “You okay?”

  I smiled wanly at her and nodded. One half of me wanted to let them both in on what had happened, the temptation inside me bubbling away at the prospect; to gossip and share. But I though
t better of it, he would be my secret for just a little bit longer.

  “I’m fine, but exhausted. Going to have an early night, though.”

  I needed space, time to think; time to daydream a little more before I started to over-analyse everything as I invariably did. I wouldn’t make Robert feel he had to make any promises to me. I needed the solace so I could find the courage to somehow tell him that I was okay with it being just a moment of madness, a bit of fun after a really tough day. I just prayed I could be convincing enough to pull it off.

  “You want us to bring you over somethin’ to eat?”

  “Nah, I’m not hungry, thanks.”

  “You look a little flushed, maybe some rest will do you good. You’ve been working all hours again, haven’t you?” Amy said scrutinising my features carefully.

  I had a feeling that she had an idea of exactly what was causing my almost permanent blush, but to have had an early evening quickie was so clearly out of my usual way of acting she looked like she was struggling to accept such behaviour in her mind. I couldn’t deny that I was struggling with it myself.

  “I’ll just go and lie down,” I said and moved away from their eagle eyes as quickly as I could. I wasn’t ready for their questions, or their teasing.

  I headed back to our quarters, and was just about to head inside when I saw Robert heading out of the men’s shower block. He was wearing a pair of 501’s and nothing else. His towel slung over his shoulder. He looked so much hotter than any of the guys who had become pinups advertising the iconic jeans, and I began to salivate at the sight of him, wanting even more of him.

  He turned his head, sensing my greedy gaze. Not surprising considering how hot and lustful I felt. It must have been boring into his skull!

  He grinned at me and jogged over towards me.

  Shit! I wasn’t ready for any kind of public confrontation or displays of affection—definitely not when he was practically half naked, I would be a goner in no time—and I sure as hell wasn’t ready for Angel and Amy to see us together.