Captured By A Royal Thug

by Heiress

  He then bent down and picked me up. My legs wrapped around him like a pretzel. Still, he never broke our kiss. Walking over to his bed, he gently laid me down. I concentrated on him as he stripped out of his clothes. I followed the trail down his abs until I was eye to eye with his blessing. My eyes widen as I sat up on my elbows. I had never seen anything like it before. It was like a mini anaconda down there.

  “You think you can handle him?” he quizzed, crawling in between my thighs. He pushed my legs back and placed himself at my opening. I couldn’t even answer him before he began pushing his way inside of me. My mouth fell ajar, but no words came out. No sound was heard. I don’t even think I was breathing. He had literally taken my breath away.

  “Relax, Bella,” he whispered in my ear as he continued to force himself further into me. I felt like my vagina was on fire. “Hold on to me if need be. Scratch me. Bite me. Just don’t push me out. You feel too damn good for me to stop.” He trailed kisses along my jawline. Every so often he would nibble on my chin. Him kissing me was easing the pain.

  His strokes were strong and deep yet slow and steady. His hips rolled around in a circular motion making sure he captured every inch of my walls. I could feel my walls caving in around him. It hurt so good that I wanted to cry. He was hitting spots that I didn’t even know existed. I clawed at his back as he sped up his pace, digging deeper.

  “Fuck,” he cursed, gripping the sheets. His mouth attacked mine and we encountered a feverous tongue battle. “You feel me?” he quizzed with his tongue still in my mouth.

  “Ye-yes,” I struggled to answer.

  “Yes, what?” He pulled all the way out of me and then slammed into me. I couldn’t find the words to answer him after that rough blow. “Yes, what Lady Bella?” he asked me again, slamming even harder into me. I don’t know how he expected me to answer him while he was bringing me so much pain and pleasure. “What’s my name, Bella?” Another hard thrust.

  “King!” I blurted just as he slammed into me even harder than before. “Yes, King! Ooooooh, God!”

  “That’s what I like to hear. Fuck.”

  He sat up on his knees and placed my legs in the crease of his arms. He rolled his hips back and forth causing a wave to ripple through my body. He licked and kissed my legs, intensifying the moment. Pushing my legs back until they touched my chest, he hovered over me and slammed down in me. At this point, I didn’t know if I was coming or going. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I got ready to enter the city of euphoria.

  “Tell me when you’re about to cum. I want to feel it dripping down my dick,” he growled. He bent down and pecked my lips. Holding my legs down with much force, he stroked me harder and harder until I was crying out his name. Tears streamed my face as I quivered.

  “I’m cumming, your highness. Ooooooooh shit, I’m cumming!” I sang, clenching to his body as an orgasmic tsunami came over me. My juices flowed down my legs. King Adonis continued to murder what was left of my pussy. I felt like he was growing larger inside of me as I tightened around him. I watched as his face turned intense.

  “Fuck!” he roared, releasing himself deep inside of me. I could actually feel his nut being emptied deep in my tunnels. Out of nowhere, he grabbed me by my waist and put me in a handstand position.

  “King Adonis, what are you doing?” I panicked.

  “Making sure my soldiers make it.” He laughed. He kept me like this for about five minutes before finally letting me go. I fell back on the bed out of breath. “Come bathe with me.” He didn’t need an answer, and I wasn’t giving him one. He simply picked me up and carried me to his grand bathroom.

  King Adonis

  I didn’t know what had become of me last night. I felt like my old young self again. I didn’t know if it was me or if Lady Bella brought that side out of me that I thought I had hidden away. I was a beast. I could never lose control like that with Mena. I felt embarrassed as I traced the bite marks and scratches she had on her body. I even left a passion mark on her neck. I couldn’t control myself. She felt so good that I took advantage of knowing that this could only happen once. Guilt consumed me as I thought about how I wanted to be inside her again.

  “Mmmm.” She stirred in her sleep. She was so beautiful as the natural light from the sun beamed on her. Her eyes blinked a few times before they opened. The corner of her mouth lifted. “Do you always watch your women while their sleep?” She quizzed.

  I laughed. “I wasn’t watching you. I was trying to figure out how such a small lady can make such loud noises during her sleep,” I kidded.

  She jumped up, covering her mouth “Oh, my God! I was snoring?” She seemed embarrassed. I couldn’t help but continue my laughter.

  “I was only joking, Lady Bella.”

  Her face went straight, and she stared at me. “That’s not funny. I was really embarrassed,” she said, playfully shoving my shoulder.

  “My apologies,” I offered up. “Are you famished? I had, Iman bring us breakfast,” I told her as I pulled the covers back and got out of bed. I was completely exposed so I grabbed my robe and put it on. Lady Bella was still in the bed with my sheets clutched around her. “You do know I have seen everything you have to offer. You don’t have to hide yourself.” I glanced at how tight she was holding my sheets.

  “Yes, I know. I just thought that-,”

  “It’s fine. You don’t have to explain yourself. You’re used to being naked in front of men. I can understand you wanting to be clothed for a change.” I reached for her robe and helped her into it. I then took her hand and led her to the table.

  “Wow. You really went all out for me huh?” she quizzed, taking her seat.

  “I didn’t know what you preferred, so I told the cook to prepare everything. I hope it satisfies you.”

  “Oh, trust me. It will. I love to eat just as much as I enjoy breathing.” She snickered.

  “What a relief. The Queen only eats greens, nuts, and berries. She prides herself on staying slim. Though I’ve told her on numerous occasions that I would prefer if she had a little more meat on her bones,” I confessed.

  “Is that why you’re not attracted to her? Because she’s so tiny,” she inquired. Usually, I wouldn’t discuss such personal matters with anyone, but I felt comfortable around Bella. Enough to open up to her.

  “I do believe that the lack of weight could have something to do with it, yes,” I paused, taking a moment to think. “Then again, it could be the fact that she’s not as…spontaneous and open as I am. She’s very…conservative and-,”

  “Uptight?” she interrupted.

  “For lack of better words, yes. She’s quite dull and can be snootyish at times. Then again, she is a Queen. Royals have a reputation to portray.”

  “Is that why you’re so…stiff?”

  I glared at her with a disapproving expression. “Stiff? You think I’ am stiff?” I felt offended. If only she knew the real me.

  “I’m sorry your highness. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just thought-,”

  “Lady, Bella you don’t have to apologize. If that’s your opinion of me, then I can understand that. No one has ever told me this before.” I lied. My family knew the real me, so they laughed when they saw the man I portrayed in front of others.

  “Well duh? That’s because they around kissing your butt. You can’t tell a King that he can be a little stale and righteous. They’re probably afraid that you will behead them,” she joked, but I didn’t laugh. I have beheaded men for much less than speaking ill on me. I did admire her honesty. She didn’t seem to hold back how she felt which I could appreciate.

  “So… did you enjoy yourself last night, Lady Bella?” I wondered.

  “I did, your grace. It was a…memorable night. I’ll never forget it. So much that I want to do it again.” Her eyes left her plate and fell on mine. I could see the lust in her eyes. She wanted me, and the feeling was equally mutual.

  Knock. Knock. Knock.

  “Enter!” I called out.
Iman entered the room. “Yes, Iman. Can I assist you with something?”

  “It is time for, Lady Bella to retire back to Madame. I’m here to escort her,” he let me know.

  My eyes drifted back to Bella who was smiling at me with her eyes. My dick hardened in my robe watching her suck the juice from a piece of pineapple. “Iman can you stand outside the door for a moment. Lady Bella hasn’t bathed this morning.”

  “But, Adonis-,”

  “Iman, I won’t ask twice,” I warned. He took heed to my warning and nodded his head before stepping out. I wasted no time as I got up from the table and stepped in front of Bella. Taking her hand, I stood her up and snatched off her robe. We never broke eye contact as we walked to my grand bathing room. I started my walk-in rainfall shower before pulling her in with me.

  Standing under the water, I grabbed her neck and forced my tongue in her mouth. She gladly invited me and massaged my tongue with hers. I could still taste the fruit on her soft, succulent lips. I sucked and bit on them, wishing I could take them with me. I was so hungry for her that I was standing at full attention. My dick poked at her stomach as we made out.

  “I want you,” I admitted.

  “I’m all yours, remember?” she moaned. Not needing to hear her repeat herself, I backed her up against the glass.

  “Turn around and poke that ass out,” I ordered. She did as she was told and faced the wall. The small dip in her back was almost artistic. I planted one hand on the top of her ass, and the other worked my dick inside of her. Her juices made it easy for me to have access. As soon as I entered her, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. It amazed me at how tight she still was after last nights session.

  “Kiiing. Your so…your so big. I can feel you stretching me out. Shit,” she cursed, clawing at the shower wall.

  “Yea and your taking every inch of this big dick aren’t you, Bella?”

  “Ye-ye-yes,” she whispered.

  “I can’t hear you! What you say?” I barked, grabbing a fist full of her hair and yanking her head back. “Say that shit louder.”

  “Yes, King!” she screamed.

  “Yes, what?”

  “Yes, I’m taking every inch of this big dick,” she declared as loud as she could. It felt good to hear how much she was enjoying me. My queen was silent in bed. She hardly moaned because she feared she would be heard. Bella didn’t seem to care, and I liked that about her. She made my dick even harder screaming to the top of her lungs.

  Reaching around her body, I began toying with her now swollen clit. My other arm wrapped around her neck, putting her in somewhat of a choke hold. With every stroke I gave her, I whispered sweet nothings in her ear. I loved it when she talked back to me. The sounds of her cries and my curses bounced off the shower walls. I’m sure you could hear my balls slapping against her cheeks outside my chambers.

  Her pussy walls started to tighten around my dick. I knew she was ready to cum. I sped up my pace and pounded her as hard as I could. Her moans got louder for me to go harder and I did just that. She clawed at my arm that was wrapped around her neck. Turning her head, I submerged my lips over her mouth. Her moans were muffled. Her body began to tremble. She was ready, and so was I.

  “Cum on this dick, Bella,” I whispered in her mouth.

  “Unnnnnnnnnnngh! Shiiiiiit!” she blurted as she came all over me. I was right behind her, exploding my semen all inside of her. I too was shaking. She had just as much of an effect on me as I had on her. Wrapping my hands around her body, I held her as I rested inside her tunnels.

  “Shouldn’t you be flipping me on my head?” She giggled.

  “Do you think you can do that in here?”

  “Yes. I’m a dancer. I’m flexible.” Turning her head to me, she winked.

  “Let’s see this talent of yours then.” I backed up to give her some room. In one swift motion, she got into a handstand position. “See. I told you I could-Arrrg!” she lost her balance and fell, bringing me down with her. We both shared a loud laugh. The water was still pouring down. Our laughter grew soft, and for a moment we laid on the shower floor in a deep gaze. My hand swept across her cheek.

  “You are so beautiful, Lady Bella,” I complimented her. Her dark skin was flushed.

  “Thank you, your highness.” She blushed.

  “King Adonis!” Iman called out from my door. “The people are waking. Lady Bella must leave now.”

  I didn’t want her to leave my presence. I felt calm and normal with her. As if I wasn’t this important King who ruled over an entire country. I was just Adonis to her. I stood up and helped her stand to her feet. Quickly, we washed each other’s body and got dressed. I welcomed Iman back in once Lady Bella was clothed.

  “It was a pleasure, Lady Bella. I do hope we’ve created something special.” I smiled.

  “Me too. Fingers crossed,” she beamed, crossing her fingers before leaving out the door with Iman. For some reason, I felt different when she left. I seemed heavier and not as relaxed as I was when she was around.

  “Stop it, Adonis. This is bullshit. You are the fucking King of Droga, and you have a great Queen by your side. You shouldn’t even be having these thoughts about her ass,” I spoke to myself. I had to remember that what me and Lady Bella shared was for reproduction purposes only. Nothing could come of us.

  After I got my mind in the right place, I slipped on my shoes and headed to the front of the palace with my guards. Today was a big day for my brother Amir, and I needed to be there to support him. I joined my family outside as they waited to welcome all the princesses across Africa. Glancing around, I didn’t see Amir.

  Leaning to my left, I whispered in my mother’s ear. “Where the fuck is, Amir?”

  “His guard said that he had some unfinished business to attend to in the guest quarters,” she spoke just above a whisper and managed to keep a smile on her face.

  “Ma, you do know that King Jakande’s daughter is staying in the guest quarters?” I quizzed, and she turned her head in my direction.

  “For God sakes, Amir. Not his daughter.” She shook her head. My brother was at it again. He had managed to sleep with almost every royal there was including a few ladies of Aunt Madame. If he kept this up, his penis would sure fall off in his hands while he’s urinating one day. I had to go find him. Today he was to choose a bride to be.

  Prince Amir Swali

  Clutching onto the bathing counter, I used it for leverage to keep standing. It was hard to keep my balance when my soul was being sucked out of my body through my dick. Glancing down, I became more aroused as I watched her take all of me at once. It was a sight to see. I never knew women had such talents. I could feel her throat on the head of my shaft. This is one reason why I couldn’t seem to keep my dick in my robe.

  “Shit, God damn,” I hissed, fisting her hair. I guided her to where I wanted her to be. When I felt like she was getting lazy, I took matters into my own hands. Forcing my dick deeper down her throat, I watch her gargle it. I could have nutted right then and there.

  “Put some more neck into it. I’m going to be late,” I growled.

  “Yes, your highness.” If I didn’t think she had skill before, I was amazed at this point. She managed to get all eight inches down her throat and was still able to lick my balls. I was starting to second guess her humanity.

  “Oh, shit. I’m ‘bout to-,”

  “Amir!” My brother, Adonis’ voice, startled me so bad that I jumped. I had poked the girl in the eye and my nut went all over her face.

  “Ewww!” She cringed, wiping the white milky substance off her face in disgust.

  “Don’t eww at me. When I announce that I’m about to nut, then that’s your cue to back up. Staying down there is like asking to be a target,” I spat, grabbing a cloth.

  “Thank you.” She reached out her hand for the hand cloth.

  “Thank you for what? This is intended for me, not you.”

  “Ugh! Prince Amir you are one horrid boy. I wish to never lie
with you again!” With one eye closed due to me poking her in it, she stood to her feet and rushed off.

  “We did it standing up. It doesn’t count,” I yelled back, laughing to myself.

  “Amir, what the fuck is wrong with you? You twenty-one today. You are now a fucking man in the eyes of the people of Droga. There is a ball set in place for you to pick a bride today out of a million fine ass Princesses and I find you here. Getting your dick sucked by the daughter of the woman you just fucked a week ago!” Adonis roared.

  “Don’t blame me, Don. Blame her. She has a talent like no other. Do you know she can suck it and lick my balls all at the same time?”

  “Who gives a fuck if she can-wait,” he paused. “At the same time?” he quizzed.

  “The same damn time, bro,” I reiterated.

  “That is a talent.” He grinned with one brow raised. “But…but that’s not the damn point. Get dressed and meet me in the grand room. The princesses about to be here.”

  Shaking my head, I just stood there. I hated being born into a royal family. Granted it had its perks, for instance, I could have sex with anyone I wanted to. I was a Prince. Half the time women threw me the pussy without me even attempting. The hard part was being held to a certain standard. I was told what to wear, what to do and how to say certain things. I couldn’t even wipe my own ass without assistance. I wanted to be independent and free to do or say whatever I want. I didn’t have that luxury being a Swali.

  “What’s wrong little bro?” Adonis quizzed, noticing my lack of enthusiasm. “You’re choosing a bride today. You should be happy as shit right now.”

  “No, I’m choosing a bride that was already chosen for me. You know that, Adonis. That old man will tell me which one is the best for an alliance and that is the one I will wed. I don’t even want to be married. I do not want to have only one wife. I believe in polygamy.”

  Adonis only shook his head in laughter. “What is so funny? I don’t want to fuck the same woman every night. I’m gone get bored and want something new. I rather have multiple women so when I get tired of one, I can go to the next. And when that bitch upsets me, I have another. It’s the best way to live life,” I enthused.