Royal Blood Complete Series Box Set

by August Davies

  Harley's fists clenched as he sat next to me. The rage in his eyes was fiery hot. “That fucking bastard.”

  I nodded, trying to hold back the tears. “He said he didn't want you near me anymore. When we went against his advice and continued dating, he took drastic measures. I'm so sorry, Harley.” I fell into his arms and hugged him as hard as I could.

  “It's not your fault, David. You didn't know.”

  “But I trusted him for so long. He was the reason I didn't visit you in jail. He convinced me that you were guilty and I should move on. If I had only listened to my heart, I might've seen the real picture.”

  “Let's not get caught up in the past. I'm here now, David. We can move on together.”

  He couldn't have said it any better. I reached up and kissed him hard. I wanted to take away all his pain and suffering. I wanted to go back and change everything. Make sure that Harley never went to jail. But there was nothing to do about it. Harley was right to move on.

  Our lips touched and everything disappeared into a fog. The beating in my chest was only matched by Harley's. He held me tight in his arms as his tongue entered my mouth. I melted away, never wanting to leave this moment.

  Harley broke away. “I don't ever want to lose you again, David.”

  “Then don't ever let go,” I whispered.

  Harley kissed me again, his eager hand wandering over my pants. I cried out as he squeezed my erection. My moaning only made him hungry for more.

  Harley craned my neck to the side and left a trail of kisses down to my shoulder. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations. He kissed my collarbone, stroking my boner.

  The thought of what was going to happen next excited me to no end. Harley was the only man that could make feel this way.

  Harley deftly unzipped my jeans and pulled them off. He tugged at my boxers and I swatted him away. “Not so fast, cowboy. I like this pair.”

  “We'll have to be careful then.” Harley placed his fingers gently underneath the black fabric and pulled them slowly down my legs.

  I was completely naked before him and Harley still had on all his clothes. “Am I the only one that's going to be naked here?”

  “For the time being.” Harley smiled and ran his fingers along the inside of my thighs. My body shivered as he moved closer and closer.

  Only a little higher...

  But Harley stopped. He took his fingers away. No! I need you now! Touch me until I shatter...

  Harley spread my legs apart and watched my cock throb. “Taste me, Harley. I want to feel your lips on me.” There was more I wanted to feel but his lips would do for now.

  Harley layered kisses down my stomach and to my base. Almost there...

  Harley grabbed my cock and put me in his mouth. The sudden injection of pleasure made me cry out his name. I ran my fingers through his hair as his tongue tasted up and down my shaft.

  My hips arched with every spike of ecstasy. Harley drove me wild as he had done so many times before. My breathing quickened and I was so close. “Harley...”

  He kissed my tip until I came undone, squeezing his head in a vice. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I let the ecstasy control me. Harley worked his magic, swirling his tongue around taking my seed in his mouth.

  The next orgasm was only moments away. Harley slipped his fingers into my tight ass. I clenched his hair as he curled them inside me. “How can you make me feel this good?” I breathed.

  “Because I love you,” Harley returned.

  His words had too much power over me. My body reacted in ways that I never thought possible. My hips bucked against his firm lips, my come leaking out of the corners of his mouth. I shuddered around his fingers until my body couldn't take anymore.

  Harley pried himself from between my legs. But I was desperate for more. A million orgasms wouldn't be enough. He licked his lips tasting all of my seed. I wanted to be with this man forever.

  Harley

  How could a man taste so good? David's cock was so sweet. I tried to remember that taste while in prison but the memory eventually faded.

  David jumped on me like a panther, clawing at my clothes. The two orgasms had made him hungry. “Give me what I want,” he commanded.

  I threw my leather jacked across the room. David wrapped his fingers in the neck of my wife-beater and pulled as hard as he could, tearing it in two.

  His sudden strength made the throbbing in my pants burn with desire. His fingers dragged down my chest and over my tattoos, leaving red marks. He'd never been this starving for me before.

  I liked it.

  He fiddled with my belt buckle until it was loose and he slipped my jeans off. I lay on the couch with my boxer briefs the only thing protecting my hard cock from David.

  David faced away from me and planted his toned ass down on my lap. My length fit right in between his cheeks. He placed his hands on my knees and rotated his hips. I put my hand on his naked back and felt his radiating heat.

  He felt so good grinding up against me. Better than any stripper or prostitute.

  He got down on his knees. His hand ran over my boxers, just barely avoiding my trapped cock. “You need to stop with the teasing, David. Or I'm going to bend you over this couch and fuck you right now.”

  “You need to have some patience,” he said, squeezing my cock hard. I gasped from the pain and pleasure. He slowly rolled my boxers down until my length flopped out. David's eyes went wide and he bit his bottom lip. His finger traced from the head of my penis all the way down to the base.

  I wasn't used to all this teasing. I usually got what I wanted when I wanted it. But David was denying me the pleasure I deserved.

  I grabbed the back of David's hair and pulled his head back. His eyes lit up up and his mouth opened. I grazed my finger around the rim of his mouth. “Don't make me beg, David.”

  I could go jerk off in the shower if he didn't give me what I wanted.

  He loved toying with me. David gripped the base of my cock and stroked. It felt way too good. I leaned back in the couch while David licked the head of my penis. He crammed my entire length down his throat and all I could do was scream.

  His fingers gripped the base and he bobbed his head up and down on my cock. His tongue swirled around my tip as he took me in and out of his mouth. I could only take so much more. No man would be able to hold off when David had his lips around them.

  The thought of David swallowing my warm seed only made the experience more intense.

  I was close.

  Too close.

  David pulled me out before I could explode. My balls were wound so tight. I needed to feel that release before my body fell apart.

  “Get that ass of yours on me,” I commanded.

  David planted his ass on me like before. His tight hole was only inches away from my desperate cock. David hovered over me, watching my rod bounce up and down. “How much do you want me?” he asked, teasing me again.

  “I want that ass so bad, baby.” I squeezed his cheeks, showing him just how hard I wanted him.

  David lowered down on me slowly, my tip sliding into his eager hole. He went all the way down until my length was enveloped. “How do I feel?” David asked.

  “So tight...” I rested my hands on his hips as he raised up and down. I watched his beautiful body rock against me. He knew exactly how to make me feel so good. And I never wanted him to stop.

  David bent down and kissed me. My hands moved to his ass and hugged his cheeks, slamming him harder down onto my cock.

  “Will you come with me?” David asked, arching his back.

  I nodded, barely able to form any coherent thoughts. David tightened around my cock and found his release, screaming my name at the top of his lungs.

  I held off my orgasm as long as I could. My breath escaped me as I burst inside David, filling him up until I was dry to the bone.

  We lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, naked on the couch in a state of bliss. Why couldn't life alway
s be this good?

  Sometimes life had to be a motherfucker. I needed to tell David the whole truth. About the mayor and his dad. Everything.

  But it could wait a little longer. I just wanted him to fall asleep in my arms.

  Chapter Nine

  David

  The sunlight through the blinds burned my eyes. I was so tired that I could barely lift my hand to protect myself. Harley's arms were still wrapped around me, holding me tight in a spooning position. The old couch at Harley's place wasn't very comfy but we were able to sleep on it for the entire night.

  Or maybe the sex was so exhausting that we could've slept on nails.

  I flipped over in his arms until I was facing Harley. His eyes slowly opened and a smile appeared. “I'd like to wake up every morning to that face.”

  “Get used to it because I won't be able to afford my nice apartment anymore.”

  Harley raked his fingers through my hair. “Doesn't matter. Just move in with me.”

  I kissed him and felt his soft flesh below turn hard. I reached down and stroked his length, imagining last night. “Ready for more, Harley?”

  “You're going to kill me.”

  “Then it will be a good death.”

  Harley agreed and we kissed again. He rolled me over onto my back. I don't know how I even had the energy for any of this. But all I knew, was that I wouldn't be satisfied until we made up for those four long years.

  We fucked over and over again until the late afternoon. My body was like goo, sticking to the couch and never wanting to let go.

  “Would you like some breakfast?” Harley asked, finally prying himself from our fuck station.

  I laughed and looked outside at the setting sun. “What do you have?

  “Not much. I haven't been grocery shopping since I got out. Probably just oatmeal.”

  I grabbed a blanket and covered my naked body, sinking further into the couch. I wasn't going anywhere today. “Oatmeal sounds perfect.”

  Harley went to the kitchen to fix us some breakfast and I lay on the couch, staring up at the popcorn ceiling.

  My life had taken a crazy turn ever since Harley showed up on my doorstep. I tried to forget him during those four years but it was impossible. And now he was back and I was his property once again. I liked the feeling of being owned by Harley. He'd do anything to protect me and anything to satisfy my desires.

  But I had lost my father in the process. The only family I had left and now he was out of my life. If only I had known the truth sooner. Maybe I could have prevented Harley from going to jail.

  We could be married now, with a couple kids running around the house. All those years we wasted. We needed to make up for all that lost time.

  Harley returned, holding two bowls of steaming oatmeal. “Breakfast is served, Mr. Spencer.” Harley acted like a butler, bending over to hand me my bowl.

  “Thank you, sir. You may have the day off,” I said, waving my hand away.

  “You're so kind, master.”

  Harley jumped on the couch next to me, still completely naked. I never got sick of staring at his inked chest. I dipped my spoon into the hot oatmeal and devoured it in seconds. I didn't even realize how hungry I was.

  Sex really takes it out of you.

  Harley set his empty bowl on the ground and wiped his mouth. “We need to talk, David.”

  My heart skipped a beat. How could it possibly get any worse?

  Harley sighed. “I didn't tell you the whole story. And now I need your help.”

  “What is it, Harley? You know I'll do anything for you.”

  “After I got out of prison, I was picked up by Mayor McCain. He helped your father put me away.”

  “That son of a bitch.” Anger rose in my chest like heartburn.

  “He was also the one that got me out of prison.”

  “I knew it couldn't have been for overcrowding.”

  “Now he wants me to do something and you're not going to like it. He wants me to take down your father.”

  My father...

  “The mayor wants you to kill my father?” I could barely say the words without choking on them.

  Harley shook his head. “Not exactly. He wants to destroy Spencer Enterprises. And I can do that without any killing.”

  Even though I hated my father's guts, I didn't want him to get hurt. “What if you don't do what the mayor wants?”

  Harley looked deep into my eyes. “He'll send me right back to prison.”

  “Then what do you have to do?”

  Harley held my hand, squeezing it for support. “I need access to his office. Your father has had dealing with a lot of nefarious groups. If I can get documents that will implicate him, that will satisfy the mayor.”

  I looked up at Harley with determined eyes. “Let me do it, Harley. I can get access to his office and take whatever you need.”

  Harley shook his head. “I won't let you do that, David. I can't risk you getting caught and sent to prison. I could never live with myself.”

  “But you need me.”

  “I do need you. I won't be able to get into Spencer Enterprises without you. If you can distract your father long enough for me to slip into his office, I can get what I need and we both slip out. Your father won't even know what happened until the cops come to arrest him.”

  Everything that I knew about my father was false. I had been blind to it my whole life. But not anymore. “I was wrong about my father being a good man. He deserved to go to jail. Let's do it.”

  Harley smiled and hugged me.

  I broke out of the hug when the idea hit me. “The only way it will work is if we do it late at night. He has a secretary that would see you the moment you stepped out of the elevator. My father works late every night and his secretary won't be there past five.”

  “Then we do it tonight. Before the mayor has any more reasons to send me to jail.”

  We were about to do some very illegal stuff. I was risking my life for Harley. But he would do the same for me in a second.

  Harley

  I wished there was a way not to involve David. But he was the only way into Spencer Enterprises. He was the only way to put my past behind us and move on.

  David drove the BMW up to the security station at Spencer Enterprises. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

  “Just act normal, David. Nothing is going to go wrong.” No amount of reassuring could stop the beads of sweat from running down his face.

  “I know but I can't help it.” He rolled down his window and handed his ID to the guard. “I'm Mr. Spencer's son,” David choked out.

  I did my best to keep a low profile. I didn't want the guard to identify me and stop this whole rodeo before it got started.

  The guard checked the ID and handed it back. “Little late for a visit?” He looked past David at me but didn't seem to know who I was.

  David giggled nervously. “I know but he's so busy and this is the only time I can see him.”

  He handed the ID back to David. “Your father is definitely a busy man. Go right on in, Mr. Spencer.”

  David blew out a big breath as he drove to the parking lot. “I don't know if I can do this, Harley.”

  “You're doing fine. When you see your dad, let the anger do the talking. Make him think you want to reconcile.”

  I couldn't do this without David. If he backed out, I'd have a big problem with Mayor McCain.

  David parked the car, closed his eyes, and breathed through his nose. “Let me just go over the plan one more time. I'll get my father downstairs and outside. While you take the elevator up and do some magic computer work.”

  “I only need his hard drive. I won't even need to turn on the computer. Shouldn't take me longer than five minutes. When I'm back downstairs and out of the elevator, I'll send you a text. You won't even need to look at your phone.”

  “And what if he wants to go back to his office before you're finished?”

  “Send me a text so I can get out o
r at least hide.” I put my hand on his thigh. You'll do fine, David.”

  We left the car and walked into the giant lobby. I'd never seen anything so extravagant before except for David's father's house. The place was deserted except for a few security guards. We walked past all the elevators and David pointed to a supply closet next to a lone elevator.