Alexander & Rebecca (Royals of Valleria #1)

by Knightly, Marianne

  “Seducing me,” she said and he noticed a slight fear in her eyes. Cursing himself, his hands stopped teasing her. It was her first time with a man, after all, and why that thought had his cock surging was beyond him.

  “Rebecca,” he said and dropped his head to her chest. He desperately wanted to kiss her there, taste her heat, but he held back. “I told you I wouldn’t lie and I won’t.” His eyes lifted to hers again. “I do want to make love with you - I won’t deny that - but there’s another reason I want you.”

  She was quiet for a moment before she said, “You need a wife, and this is how you’re trying to convince me?”

  Alex shook his head. “I’m not here because I need a wife or the country needs a queen, though that’s true. I’m here because I need you, Rebecca,” he said as he pulled her closer, her full breasts pressed tightly against him. “I don’t just want your body; I want your heart. I need your kind, generous heart.”

  “Oh, Alex. I don’t know what to say to that.”

  He put two fingers against her lips. “Don’t say anything, not until you’re sure of how you feel.” She nodded.

  “I don’t, however, want there to be any mistake as to how I feel.” He cupped her face and said, “I love you, Rebecca Campo. I love your warmth, your kindness, your generosity. I love the way your body drives me absolutely crazy and the soft sighs that escape your lips when I kiss you. I love the way your body fits against mine.”

  Alex brushed away a tear on her cheek. “I never thought seriously about marriage or becoming a father until I realized how I felt about you, even though I’m the future king. That’s the truth.”

  “Alex,” she whispered as her hands came to rest on top of his against her cheeks.

  “I told you there would be complete honesty between us, and I won’t hold anything back. Not from you.” He slipped his arms easily around her.

  “If you can be honest with me, then I can be honest with you,” she said as she cupped his face. “I’m not sure if I love you, Alex. I’m not saying that to hurt you.”

  “I know, darling,” he said as he kissed her hand on his cheek, though a sharp pain ricocheted inside him.

  “I’m not sure if I’m ready for what loving you means. I know that I do care for you, I admire you and respect you. You have so much weight on your shoulders, and I don’t know if I’m strong enough to help you carry that load.”

  His hands caressed her shoulders, shifting the slim straps of her nightgown. “I know your shoulders are more than capable, if that makes a difference.”

  “I don’t know if I’m ready for all of that, but I do think I’m ready for one thing.”

  “What’s that?”

  She blushed before she asked, “Will you stay the night with me, Alex? Make love to me?”

  Her words went straight to his cock. God, he wanted her, but was it the right thing to do? “Rebecca,” he groaned at his indecision.

  “I know I’m not very experienced.”

  He kissed her next words right off her lips. “The fact that you are inexperienced arouses me more than anything.” He pushed his now erect cock against her and she gasped. “To be your first, and hopefully only; I can’t tell you how that makes me feel.”

  “Will you stay?” she asked again.

  “Forever, if you’ll have me. As for tonight, perhaps this answers your question.” He shifted back and off the bed. He locked eyes with Rebecca as he slowly untied the sash of his robe. He pulled out some condoms he’d brought along from a pocket and threw them on the nightstand. Then he watched her eyes as he slid the robe off his body, and it pooled on the floor around him. He watched her swallow and lick her lips before he pulled his boxers down. She gasped.

  Chapter 13

  It took all of Alex’s willpower to walk, not run, back to her. He slid onto the bed and over her. His cock, already sensitive and wildly aroused, twitched against her.

  “Breathe, darling,” he whispered.

  Rebecca took a gasping breath, and he felt her body shift against him. “I think I’m a little nervous.”

  He smiled. “I think you are, too.” He dropped a soft kiss to her lips, barely a touch. “We’ll take it slow. We’ve got all night, haven’t we?”

  “You won’t get in trouble for staying with me?” she said as her slender fingers lifted to rest against his chest, twining in the smattering of chest hair there.

  Alex shook his head. “No one will find me gone, as no one would dare enter my room without an invitation, except Marcello, and he already knows I’m in love with you.”

  “What?” she whispered, her eyes going wide. “You told him?”

  “We can talk about it in the morning, darling,” he said as he pressed against her. “I think we have other plans for the night that don’t involve talking.” He started kissing her neck and she sighed.

  “Alex.”

  “Rebecca,” he said against her skin as his hands slid underneath her nightgown again. He caressed thighs and hips, curves and soft planes, all while shifting her gown higher and higher.

  While her hands gripped his hair, his head moved down her body, tasting as he went. Sweet in some spots, spicy in others, addictive everywhere. He could taste for a lifetime and never have enough.

  He pooled the gown just beneath her breasts, and then did what he’d wanted to do earlier and sucked her nipples through the thin fabric. When he took a nibble, she moaned and arched her back, pushing her breasts against him. He shifted to the other breast and moaned; her breasts fit his hands and lips perfectly.

  After several minutes of torture, he shifted further down her body until he reached a thin thatch of curls between her legs. He groaned at the sight of her already wet and wanting. “God, Rebecca. You’re so responsive,” he said, emphasizing his point when he ran a finger over her innocent folds and she gasped, her hips lifting slightly.

  Unable to resist, his mouth began to suck while his fingers teased expertly. Rebecca’s body rose as her fingers gripped his hair painfully, which only spurred him faster. He felt her body flush with warmth and then tighten, only moments before she let out a cry of release.

  Her hands slid boneless from his hair and fell to the bed, and he took the opportunity slide over her, caressing sensitive limbs and skin as he did so.

  He had to be careful with his Rebecca, though it was costing him to do so. He’d only slept with one other virgin before, when he had been a clumsy virgin himself. Though he was more experienced now, she wasn’t, and the thought still gave him a thrill.

  Soon, he would claim her for his own.

  For now, he pushed the rest of her slip over her breasts and peaked nipples, and away from her body. He rejoiced at the feeling of hot skin against hot skin, rough against smooth, hard against soft.

  He held himself in control. A future king was trained to be in control at all times. He wanted to ravish her, take her fast and hard, hear her cries of release loud and deep into the night. Instead, when her eyes blinked open and gazed into his, he kissed her lips gently and leisurely.

  Her slim, capable hands left scorching trails of heat along his back and moved tentatively lower. He shifted himself up a little higher as her hands found his ass. He wanted her hands everywhere, all over him.

  “How are you, darling?” he whispered when he pulled his lips away.

  “I-I’m all right.”

  “Just all right?” he asked with a small smile as he shifted slightly against her, causing her to gasp.

  “I’m feeling so much, Alex. I’m just a little overwhelmed, I suppose.”

  He frowned. “Are you in pain? We don’t have to go any further, if you don’t want to. Do you want to stop?”

  “No!” she said quickly and he chuckled. “I want you, Alex.”

  In the blink of an eye, his demeanor went from laughter to lust. Had four words from her lips ever held such power before? “God, I want you, Becca,” he said and took her mouth in a savage kiss.

  She moaned and her hands and
trimmed nails scored his back; battle scars he would proudly keep, because she was claiming him as much as he was her.

  “Hold on,” he said as he pulled away to stand on his knees. He picked up one of the condoms and slowly slid it over his hardened length while she lay naked and aroused underneath him, watching. Her breath was coming in short gasps by the time he fell over her again.

  He gave her another breathless kiss before he said, “I love you.” She gasped. “I love you. I love your heart, your mind, your soul, and right now, I’m going to show you how much I love your body.”

  He poised himself at her entrance, giving her a desperate kiss as he slowly slipped inside. Her legs wrapped around him and he shifted inside her tight channel a little more.

  He joined their hands and placed them above her head, another act of his possession. As he moved inside a little more, his lips shifted towards her breasts. As he feasted there, she let out a moan and began to shift against him. As he moved to the other breast to nibble and suck, her body opened for him, only ever for him.

  In one swift movement, he pushed himself inside all the way, her hot, tight body surrounding him.

  “Alex,” she moaned as she shifted again. “Please.”

  “Becca,” he said as he began to move again, slowly sliding in and out, in and out, in and out.

  Her body arched as it sought release once more, but he held back. He wanted a few more moments before his ultimate possession, a few more moments to see her face flushed with desire, her body humming underneath his touch for the first time.

  His erection grew larger, even as her folds drew him in again, slick, hot, and wet. “Becca,” he groaned as he began to move faster, when his need to claim her overcame his need to draw out their pleasure.

  “Alex. Oh, Alex.”

  “Becca,” he said, his mouth tight as her body began to tremble.

  “Alex,” she cried as her head fell back and a scream escaped. He continued to pump inside her while her orgasm ripped through her and into him. A few moments later, he cried out her name once more as an orgasm ripped through him, stronger and more intense than ever before. Then, he collapsed against her, their hot, sticky bodies cooling together in the night.

  After a minute, he pressed a kiss against her neck, where her pulse was slowly returning to normal. She was his now; there would never be anyone else for him, he knew. Now, he only had to find out if the same was true for her. “I’ll be right back,” he said as he slowly pulled away and headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

  ***

  Rebecca watched Alex’s excellent ass walk away from her and she wondered how he could walk after what had just happened. Quite frankly, she wasn’t sure she would ever walk again. Her legs felt boneless, and the rest of her body felt deliciously used and tender.

  As she heard the water running nearby, her mind flipped through moments of their lovemaking. Feeling suddenly shy, she pulled the covers over herself. Alex had seen her naked, had kissed and touched just about every part of her body, and now she felt suddenly nervous.

  What happens next?

  In all of her discussions with friends and even her mother about sex, she’d never bothered to ask what happened after two people shared an explosive release that seemed to change you forever. At least, she knew she would never be the same.

  Was it the same for Alex? She wasn’t sure. The only thing she was now sure of, was that she falling for him, and falling fast. It wasn’t just the physical intimacy they’d shared. No, it was more the words he’d spoken to her beforehand. Her heart couldn’t help but be moved when such tender phrases of love and longing had burst forth from his lips.

  When he strode back into the bedroom, Rebecca watched his progress, unabashedly gazing at his long, strong body as he made casual strides across the room. His hair was mussed and his body still held a light sheen of sweat. Even from the bed, his musky, male scent reached her, and she felt herself getting warmer again.

  “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll just have to make love to you again,” he said as he pulled the sheet away from her body. He licked his lips before he slid in and drew her into his arms.

  “Have to?”

  He kissed her nose. “Need to, more like. How are you? Are you in any pain?”

  She shook her head. “A little achy, I suppose, but that’s all.”

  “Good,” he said as he kissed her forehead and settled her against his chest. She could hear his heart beating steadily and she felt safe enough to ask what she most wanted to.

  “Alex?” she said as she played with the hair on his chest.

  “Hmm?” he said as he rhythmically stroked the hair on her head.

  “Did you mean what you said?”

  “Hmm?”

  She swallowed. “When you said you loved me? Did you mean it?”

  In a flash, she was underneath him again, his arms trapping her in on either side of her own. “You bet your pretty, lush ass I meant it. I’ll tell you something else, darling.”

  “What?” she whispered as she gazed into intense, dark eyes.

  “You’re it for me. I was sure of it before, and I’m even surer of it now. If you don’t want me, and I pray to God that’s not the case, then there won’t be another for me. In my heart, I know that’s true.”

  How could he be so sure, and she be so unsure? What was really holding her back? “Alex. What about your family? Or the public? They may not think me enough for you, or the country.”

  He kissed her long and deep, tongues twisting and tasting, before he broke away. “Don’t worry about that. My father approves of you, and that will go a long way. So does Marcello.”

  Relaxed from the kiss, she tensed with her next breath. “He does approve of me?”

  “I told him after dinner tonight, though he wasn’t all that surprised. I’d told him myself the other day that I was in love with a woman. Earlier today, when I recognized your apartment as the blast site, I had to tell him how I knew it.”

  Alex shifted so they laid side-by-side, his arms casting a tight grip around her. “Once he realized that I love you and want you as my wife, he smiled and approved of my choice. It helped that Papa also approved of you.”

  “I still can’t believe the King approves of me,” she said, shaking her head. “Alex,” she said with sudden worry. “What if they know you’re with me tonight?”

  Alex chuckled. “They’re idiots if they don’t think I’m with you. Who could resist seeing the woman they love in the dark shadows of night?”

  “You won’t get in trouble?”

  He smiled. “Is it wrong to be happy because you’re worried about me?” he asked and kissed her cheek. “Aren’t you worried about breakfast in the morning, when you’ll likely have to face both my father and brother together, with them knowing we likely spent the night together?”

  She buried her face against his chest. “Oh, Alex. Can’t we skip breakfast?”

  He shifted against her, and she gasped when she realized he was growing erect again. “I am all for skipping breakfast,” he said as he lifted her chin to drop a light kiss on her lips. “Though I don’t think you really want to. I’m sure you’ll have worked up quite an appetite by morning,” he said with a gleam in his eye.

  Her hands started to roam down the delicious lines of his body. God, he was so sexy, so virile, and so completely male. Could she be enough woman for him for a lifetime together?

  For now, she would put her doubts aside and just enjoy this moment, and this time with him. She sighed as his lips nibbled on her ear and whispered a few choice, naughty words that had her blushing.

  “Mmmm,” he said. “My love likes a little dirty talk, does she? I’ll have to keep that in mind.”

  She gasped. “Alex.”

  “Yes?” he whispered against her heated skin as his fingers began to tease her below.

  “Alex,” she sighed and slipped under his seductive spell once more.

  “Give yourself to me. I want mo
re from you. I want everything,” he said as she quickly, too quickly to catch her breath, fell over the peak.

  Gasping, she delved her hands into his thick, rich hair and gripped until his lips fell to hers. This time, she wanted to give him as much as he gave her.

  She wrapped her smooth legs around his hips while her hands shifted down and scored his chest. When he moaned, she rolled them until she was on top of him. He lay underneath, a feast meant just for her.

  Following instinct, and mimicking some of the torture he’d done to her, she pressed soft kisses along the pulse in his neck, and was pleased to see it jump at her attention.