Royal Blood Complete Series Box Set

by August Davies

  “Where are they going?” I asked.

  “We need to split up. At least until things cool down.”

  I nodded and we continued driving.

  —

  Alexander stopped the car in front of a broken-down motel. It had the classic neon light sign that said: Vacancy.

  “We can stay here for a little while,” he whispered.

  I stayed in the car while Alexander went to the front desk to check in. How did I end up in here with a prince? Oh I know why, the most attractive and sexy man in the world came into my life. I never thought of myself as one of those guys. I was smarter than that—or at least I thought I was.

  Alexander came back out swinging a key around. I stepped out of the car and my head felt woozy and my legs wobbly. Alexander rushed to my side and held me up to keep me from collapsing.

  “I'm sorry, I don't know if I can walk.” The weight of everything that happened today hit me hard. I was embarrassed and tired.

  Alexander put his arm around me and carried me up the stairs and into the motel room. The place was the size of a tin can. An old tube TV sat on a desk with antennas sticking out of it. Alexander gently laid me down on the bed that was hard as a rock. The springs squealed and moaned as Alexander sat down next to me.

  “That was fucked up,” I said.

  Alexander laughed and started crying. I couldn't hold back the tears either. Being so vulnerable around a man I knew nothing about was a first for me.

  There were a lot of firsts today.

  Alexander grabbed my head and laid it on his chest. His heart was racing and so was mine. I looked up at him and he wiped away my tears.

  “Do you know how beautiful you are, Connor?”

  I flushed. Kiss me now.

  Alexander ran his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and focused on his touch. His hand ran around the back of my head and pulled me in. Our lips met and thunder roared deep in my core. His tongue entered my mouth and I moaned. He pressed his body to mine and his hard erection was pinned against my hip. His lips kissed my cheek and he tilted my head to nibble on my neck.

  I wanted this man completely.

  I swung my leg over and straddled him. His manliness throbbed between my legs. I rocked my hips back and forth, rubbing against him. I pulled my shirt over my head. His hand trailed up my stomach and over my chest. A surge of ecstasy flowed through me. I raised my head up and moaned at the ceiling.

  Alexander quickly took off his leather vest and wife-beater. His body was even more muscular than I imagined. A huge black tattoo of an eagle ran across his whole chest. I ran my finger along the tattoo, tracing the image.

  This man was too hot for me. I didn't deserve this. I felt the defined lines of his muscles, remembering our car ride together.

  Alexander lifted up and gently kissed me. He began to undo his black belt. My brain suddenly overrode my libido.

  You need to tell him.

  I shook my head. I don't want this to stop.

  “Hold on, Alexander.” I put my hand on his to stop him from taking his pants off.

  “You're right, maybe this is a bad idea.”

  No! No! That's not what I was going to say!

  “I want this badly but there's something you should know—I've never been with a man before.”

  Alexander cocked his head.

  I steeled myself. “No I've never been with anybody before.”

  “This is your first time?” Alexander murmured.

  I nodded.

  “But how could that be? Look how hot you are.”

  I glanced down at my body and didn't see what he was talking about. Nobody had ever called me “hot” before.

  “Maybe you should wait until you meet that special guy,” he said, getting out from under me.

  I grabbed his hand and pulled him back before he left the bed. “You're a fucking prince for fucksakes,” I said, planting a kiss on his lips.

  Alexander laid me down and kissed me hard. He pushed his nose into my hair and took in the aroma. “You smell so nice.”

  His hands moved south and unsnapped my jeans. My chest heaved up and down as I watched him grin and slide my pants around my ankles.

  He kissed my waistline and grabbed my ass cheeks hard. I wanted him to touch me all night. He kissed my erection over my boxers and he was so close. He was driving me crazy. He carefully peeled my underwear down and I held my breath as he put his lips on me. His kisses ran up my leg until he was so close.

  Oh my! He put my hard cock into his mouth and my body convulsed. “That feels so good,” I moaned.

  Alexander worked magic with his tongue, swirling me around and taking me deep. He moaned quietly as he licked me all over. I'd touched myself down there all the time but it felt nothing like this. My body peaked and I detonated.

  Alexander came up for air and kissed me on the lips. I could taste my salty self and it turned me on even more.

  Alexander kissed my ear and whispered, “I'm going to fuck you now, Connor.”

  What! My pulse raced. I always wanted a man to talk dirty to me.

  Alexander pulled his pants off and revealed his massive rod. It was so thick and juicy. I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to taste him like he did to me. But Alexander was on a mission.

  “This might hurt at first.”

  I nodded and flipped over onto my hands and knees.

  Alexander knocked at my opening and crammed his entire length inside me, breaking my ass in the process. I screamed at the top of my lungs from the sudden pain and extreme pleasure.

  “Oh Connor,” Alexander moaned. He pulled out slowly until I begged him to put it back in. I cried out as he filled me completely. Every thrust sent my body reeling.

  My breathing hit a peak. “It feels so good, Alexander,” I whimpered.

  “Come for me, baby,” he ordered.

  I can't hold back any longer.

  He increased his rhythm, pushing into me harder, faster—and I exploded around him—an orgasm that rocked my soul. Nothing could ever compare.

  Alexander shouted out my name and found his release, pounding me into submission. He collapsed onto me and we were both a sweaty mess. Alexander laid his head against my heaving chest.

  “How was it?” he asked, hiding a grin.

  “I can't even think right now. What just happened?”

  Alexander raised his head and kissed me on the chin. My body was so relaxed and comfortable that I couldn't move my limbs.

  “I've never felt that good in my entire life. Is sex always this mind-blowing?”

  “It is with me,” he replied with that cocky-asshole smile.

  My fingers traced his hard pecs. “What's it like being a prince?”

  Alexander averted my eyes. “When you have older brothers..being a prince doesn't mean much.”

  “You must live in a huge mansion with servants and stuff, huh?”

  Alexander looked into my eyes, searching for my true intentions. “I'd rather not talk about it.”

  “I'm sorry. I didn't know it was a sore subject.

  Alexander interrupted, “Growing up, my father was too busy being a royal to pay attention to my brothers and I. My mother couldn't handle it all—she turned to alcohol.”

  My heart sank. I imagined little Alexander with his mom holding a bottle of liquor.

  I understood completely. When you're that young, a parent's love means everything in the world. “Did you go to school at all?”

  “When am I going to learn something about you?” He smirked.

  “I'll answer anything you want to know, but first you have to answer my questions.”

  Alexander's eyes narrowed. “I had a tutor come by and teach me personally.”

  “Each of your brothers?” I asked.

  Alexander nodded. “My parents wanted to make sure we grew up to be acceptable as royalty.

  I eyed the loaded pistol on the counter. “Doesn't seem like their plan worked.”

  “Push your kids to
o hard and soon they'll break.” He rubbed his hands in excitement. “Now it's my turn.”

  I had forgotten I agreed to answer any question he had.

  “What's the real reason you stayed away from men for so long.”

  “But I told you, I was way too busy studying.”

  “No that's an excuse. You could have taken an hour break to have sex with the line of guys at your door.”

  I blushed. “I wish there was a line of guys outside my door.” I laughed. “There were a couple guys in high school that had a thing for me but I felt like I wasn't good enough for them. If they saw who I really was, they'd run away.”

  “So why now? Why me?” he asked.

  “I've never felt this instant connection with anyone before. I probably should have waited a little longer before sleeping with you, but I couldn't help myself.”

  Alexander ran his fingers through my hair. “You're irresistible. There's no way I could have waited any longer.”

  Is he talking about me?

  I turned away from Alexander and he spooned me from behind, his flaccid penis pushing against my ass. His arms wrapped around me and he nuzzled the back of my neck with his nose. I felt so safe that I didn't want this moment to end.

  I had been through so much that day. The sudden impact of everything I went through, hit me all at once. I was so exhausted.

  Chapter Ten

  Alexander

  The sun pierced the blinds and hit my face, baking my skin until I awoke. My legs and arms were entangled with Connor's. I stared at his calm face while he slept. He looked so peaceful—so beautiful.

  What did a man like Connor see in me? He wasn't just here for my money. He had no idea of my past until I told him. Any of my other brothers would be a better fit.

  I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. I didn't want to leave but I had to—it was the only way to keep him safe. I grabbed my keys, wallet, and phone off the nightstand. I found my jeans sprawled out on the floor. I quietly put my legs through and raised them up, buckling the belt.

  Connor shifted in bed. I froze for a second and he opened his eyes. Fuck! This was not how I wanted him to see me.

  “Good morning, lover,” he said, rubbing his eyes. Connor's gaze went down to my jeans and his eyes shot open. “Going somewhere?”

  I knew I couldn't leave him. He was perfect in very way. “I was just going to make a call to John to see if everything was okay yet.”

  Connor rolled around, the sheets becoming taut, conforming to his perfect skin. My pants got tighter. How could he have such an effect on me?

  “I'll be right back.”

  “Don't be too long.” He smiled. I needed a photo of his happy face to look at whenever I wanted to.

  I went outside and almost collapsed against the closed door, my heart beating in my chest. I didn't want to leave Connor. I was scared—terrified because things were moving so quickly. I'd never felt this way about a guy before. This was undiscovered territory.

  I think I'm in love.

  I pulled out my phone and called my brother.

  “Where are you, Alexander?” John asked quickly.

  “A motel.”

  “Thank God you're safe.”

  “What about Hudson and Bryce?”

  “They're fine. Hudson took a bullet to the shoulder but he's going to be fine. I have the family doctor working on him now.”

  I breathed a sigh of relief. “That's good to hear.”

  The memory of Charlie came flooding back to me. I'd been so caught up with Connor that I forgot all about it. My throat closed up and I choked on tears. “Charlie was a good brother,” I told John.

  I could hear John on the other end trying to hold it together. “He was family and he'll be missed.” After a moment of silence. “Is the civilian all right?”

  “He's a little shaken up but fine. How are we going to strike back at the Russians?”

  “Not over the phone, Alexander, we'll talk later today at the pub.”

  He was right. I shouldn't be talking about business on the phone. Royalty were big targets of wiretaps. “See you soon.”

  Now I needed to figure out what to do with Connor. Could we really be happy together? I hoped so.

  I went back into the hotel room and the bed was empty, the sheets strewn about. The shower was running and steam escaped through the open bathroom door. I stepped softly along the carpet, taking off my jeans as I sneaked into the bathroom. The dense fog barely gave any visibility. I could see the outline of Connor behind the glass shower door—his figure was a sight to behold. Every muscle of his body begged to be touched—worshiped.

  I opened the shower door and crept inside. Connor didn't notice me as he washed his hair. I wiped the suds out of his eyes and he smiled at me.

  “I was hoping you'd come in.”

  “How could I resist?”

  I wrapped my arm around his back and pulled him to me. Our lips collided with a bang. Connor moaned as my tongue entered his mouth.

  The way he cried out turned me on so much. My erection pressed against abs belly, pulsing with heat. The warm water soothed my skin.

  “Last night couldn't have been more perfect,” he whispered.

  “I want you so badly,” I replied. I tugged on his hair, tilting his head back so I could kiss his throat.

  Connor put my hands on my chest and pushed me away.

  Did he not want me?

  “I want to make you feel good,” he said with a devilish grin. Connor got down on his knees in front of me.

  Fuck yes...

  Connor grasped my shaft with both hands. He kissed my tip, lightly flicking his tongue against it. He looked into my eyes and opened wide before shoving my length into heis mouth. I groaned as he wrapped his lips around my manliness. My breathing quickened and Connor pushed me in and out.

  He gripped my hardness with one hand and stroked as he went down on me.

  I thought he had never been with a man before. Where did he learn to do this?

  Connor sucked on me hard and then pulled my erection out. It was my turn to pleasure him. I tried to lift Connor by the arms but he wasn't done yet. Not even close.

  He ran his tongue all the way down from the tip to the base. A shiver ran down my spine as he put me back in his mouth. “Please Connor, I'm so close. You need to stop.”

  He ignored anything I said and kept going. The pleasure felt so good, I didn't want to argue anymore.

  “Oh Connor!” I yelled as I unloaded inside his mouth. Connor's head bobbed up and down on me, swallowing all my semen.

  Holy fuck! I can't believe this.

  Connor pulled me out and wiped my seed that was dribbling from the corner of his lips. My knees could barely hold me up. I fell down next to Connor on the shower floor. The water cascaded off both of us as I held him against my chest.

  “Did you like that?” he asked innocently.

  “I thought you told me you'd never done that with a guy before?”

  “Never have.” Connor smiled.

  “You're too damn good.”

  Connor beamed with pride. “You taste so good.”

  “Does this mean we're going out?” I asked.

  Connor lifted his head from my chest. “That's no way to ask a guy out.”

  The thought of having a boyfriend was repulsive. In all my years I had never even been close. But somehow with Connor, it was all different. “Will you be my boyfriend?” I said through a clenched jaw.

  “You really mean it? We've only been together for a short while. I don't want you to have any regrets.”

  I nodded. “You're all I ever wanted, Connor.”

  “I'll be yours, Alexander,” he replied with tears in his eyes.

  I took him in my arms and pressed my lips against hiss. “You're all mine now,” I whispered in his ear.

  “And you're mine,” he replied.

  I desperately wanted to say I love you but I knew it was too soon. There was no way he could be feeling the sa
me way.

  Chapter Eleven