by Alexa Riley
“I can’t stop the snorting when I laugh. I tried because it drives my mom crazy. I’m kind of a goof. You’ve seen my sister and me together.”
“I’d never wish you to change such things. Every time you snort I smile. And you and your sister are adorable together.” He leans in, kissing my neck. “You’re so soft.”
“Roman, we’re in a room full of people,” I remind him breathlessly. “They are all watching us.”
“Yes, they are watching The Wall crumble for his queen.”
12
Roman
I kick the door closed behind me and stalk to the bed, carrying Alena in my arms.
“If you want your dress to remain intact, I suggest you remove it yourself. I will not be so delicate.”
I stand her on her feet and take a step back as I yank at my tie angrily. “Now, my queen. I’ve given you easy all night, and I can’t restrain myself any longer. You do it, or I’ll do it for you.”
The command snaps her into action, and I pull at my clothes as she unzips her dress and slips it off. She carries it over to a side chair and drapes it over it, lovingly protecting it from damage.
She comes back to me wearing a silk slip that covers most of her nakedness from me. I can see her nipples through the sheer fabric, and it’s a tease of what I want.
“And that?” I say, nodding to her slip.
“It’s not precious to me,” she says, biting her lip.
She’s a little tease, and she knows it. I step forward, gripping the front of it in my meaty fists, and rip it all the way down front. She’s not wearing anything under it, her lush naked body presented before me.
I growl audibly and surprise even myself at the sound. “On the bed. And put a pillow under you.”
She turns, showing me her rounded ass, and I have to clench my fists at my side. I keep reminding myself to go slowly, but I have to have her. There’s no time for foreplay.
When I’m naked, I stand at the end of the bed, watching her. I take my cock in both hands and begin to massage it. The rock-hard length needs to ease a little before I take her, so I let her watch as I pleasure myself.
She’s in the middle of the bed, with her golden hair laid out around her. The pillow under her lush ass raises her hips and offers me a perfect view of what I want. It also tilts her hips back so that my seed won’t run out when I breed her. She’ll stay in this position for the next few days. I’ll make love to her in only this position and hold her like this while she sleeps. I’ll feed her from my hand so that she doesn’t go hungry while she grows my baby in her belly.
“Spread your legs,” I order. I should be softer with her now, but I want her too badly. The need for her is pushing down on me, and I can’t fight it any longer.
She does as I ask, and I see the soft pink petals of her pussy. I growl again as I rub my cock, feeling the seed rise in my balls and beg to come out my shaft. She watches me, and her eyes widen with excitement.
“Touch yourself, my queen. I want to see your sweetness drip down before I enter you.”
She brings a shaky hand between her legs and is hesitant to touch her intimate place. After a second she touches her clit tentatively, but only for a moment before she gives up.
“Do you not like your own touch?”
Alena shakes her head and licks her lips. “I like when you do it.”
My cock beats in time with my heart at her words. He’s throbbing with need. “Of course you do. Because my touch is possessive, and it’s the only one you know. It owns you.” I stroke my cock a few more times, and I feel like I might pass out from the pain. “But you are the one who allows me to touch you in that way. See how hard I am for you? See the control you have over me? Your pussy could command me to bring down an empire. Or rule one.”
I watch as her hand goes back to her center and she tries again, rubbing small circles around her clit until pleasure starts to seep out.
“That’s it, my queen. Show me the power you have between your legs.”
I take a step toward her and see the glistening nectar on her cunt. She’s ready for me.
I get on the bed and snag the hand she has on her pussy. I bring her fingers to my mouth and suck them clean. I move between her legs and rub the head of my cock all over her wetness to slick it up. Once it’s slick with her juices, I press it into her virgin opening and lean my big body over hers.
I take her mouth in a kiss that betrays the tension in my body. I want her fiercely, but I’m trying everything I can not to hurt her. As her tongue comes out to taste mine, I thrust fully into her, and my cock stretches her to capacity.
She lets out a little whine into my mouth, and I kiss her deeper to try to distract her from the pain. We kiss for so long, we’ve both forgotten to move. But when she wiggles under me, I know she’s trying to see if it still hurts.
“Perfect, my queen. So perfect,” I whisper in her ear as I bury my face in her hair. “I love you, Alena.”
She wraps her arms around my neck and holds me to her. “I love you, too, Roman. Make love to me.”
Slowly I do as she asks and pull out of her. I thrust back in again, more firmly this time, and grit my teeth to keep from cumming too soon. I begin a slow rhythm of slowly pulling out and thrusting back into her tightness. It takes a while, but eventually she’s able to take all of my cock.
There’s not a space inside her that I haven’t touched, and that now belongs to me. I wrap my arms around her back and hold her to me as I rut into her and listen to her shouts of pleasure. I grip one of her ass cheeks and hold her hips even higher. I want to breed her the first time we make love.
“Roman. King, please. I’m so close.”
I take the hand off her ass and move it between us to her gentle bud. I rub it firmly as I thrust into her, and I feel her legs cling to me tighter.
“That’s it. Right—”
Her words are cut off as screams of pleasure rip from her throat and into my ears. The sounds alone are enough to send me over the edge. I hold still, so sensitive to her pulses as I cum deep inside her. It’s the greatest feeling in my life, and I don’t ever want it to stop.
“What was that?” Alena says, snorts in disbelief.
How is it adorable when she does that? “What was what, my queen?”
“That wasn’t like anything I’d ever imagined. Can we do that again?”
I laugh with her and feel her body wiggle under mine. I pull out just a few inches and then thrust my hard length back in. The orgasm had no effect on my cock.
“As many times as you wish, my queen.”
13
Alena
I wake up when I hear an all too familiar bird call. My eyes flutter open. I roll to my side and see Roman is gone. I sit up, looking around our giant bedroom, but don’t see him anywhere. There’s no light coming from under the bathroom door either. Slipping out of bed, I grab Roman’s shirt off the floor and pull it over my head.
I watch the doorknob to our bedroom rattle. Then I hear a curse, and Tabby does the bird call again. It’s something we’ve done since we were kids. Whenever one of us would want to come to the other’s room when our mom had already told us to stay put, we’d call out, whistling like a bird. I smile as I walk over and flip the lock. I barely get the door open and Tabby has her hand wrapped around my wrist, pulling me from the room and dragging me down the hall. As she does, she’s checking doors, looking for an unlocked one.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
She turns and shushes me. I roll my eyes and go along with whatever she’s up to. Finally she finds an unlocked door and pulls me into what looks like a library. I glance around it, thinking how perfect it is. I’ve always wanted a library of my own. It even has one of those sliding ladders you use to get books from high shelves.
“Where have you been?” she barks at me, drawing my eyes away from all the books.
“What do you mean? I’ve been with my husband. We got married yesterday. You were there.” I sh
ake my head at her.
“That was three days ago! Three days! I’m having sister withdrawals. We haven’t even talked about stuff.” At the word stuff she wiggles her eyebrows.
“It hasn’t been three days.”
“Yeah it has.” She puts her hands on her hips, adopting her know-it-all face.
I think on it. We have eaten several meals, made love dozens of times, and even taken a few showers and baths together. The room has been locked up tight. Only a few random knocks on the door when someone would leave food. The window curtains have all been closed. The drapes are so heavy no light filters through.
Then I know why. Roman. I’ve been so lost in him. I’m hopelessly in love with him, and the last few days have been the best of my life.
“You’re in love,” my sister says when I don’t respond She knows I’ve gotten lost in thoughts of Roman, just as I’d gotten lost in him over the past few days, it seems. “I can practically see the hearts in your eyes.”
“I am,” I admit easily. “So in love. He’s nothing like I thought he’d be. I know it’s fast, but—”
“Trust me, you don’t have to explain it to me. I see it on your face. And well…” She holds up her hand and I see a giant rock on her finger.
“Oh my God.” I jump on her, and we both tumble to the ground. A fit of giggles bursts from us.
I roll over to look at her after our laughter finally dies down. I grab her finger and look at the ring. It’s simple and beautiful. The band is studded with diamonds, and smaller gems surround the larger central stone.
“Did he pick this out?” I ask, and she nods. “It’s so you.”
“Just like yours,” she says, looking at mine.
Roman gave me my wedding ring during the ceremony, and it’s absolutely perfect. It’s an opal surrounded by diamonds. It’s been in his family for centuries. I felt so honored when he put it on my finger, and I wanted to make him proud of me while wearing it.
Tabby seems flashy and likes to dress up, but deep down she wants a simple life—a house filled with kids while she runs around after them. I might not be into jewelry, but family is the most important thing to me. And my ring is a symbol of that.
“I’m in love, too,” she admits, shrugging one shoulder.
“You’re leaving?” I say, having mixed feelings about it. I would leave with Roman, too, if I had to.
She grabs my hand and links her fingers with mine. “I’m not going far. His house is about a mile from here. Our house,” she corrects herself, a smile lighting up her face.
“Who would have thought a week ago this would be us?”
“I know, Al, it’s crazy!” Tabby says excitedly.
“Alena!” I hear my name bellowed from outside the room, and then I hear doors in the hallway being thrown open. We start laughing again because we know it’s Roman on a mad search for me.
“I gave my man the slip, too. Should we hide and make it harder on him?” Tabby asks, making me laugh harder, which I’m sure gives away our location.
The doors to the library fly open, and Roman fills the space. He doesn’t say anything, only strides toward me and lifts me off the floor. Then he throws me over his shoulder.
“You ruined my surprise,” he says, almost like he’s pouting.
“How did you know—” I try to ask, but he cuts me off.
“I know everything about you.” He stalks out of the room, leaving my sister behind us, laughing.
“Tabitha, if I were you I’d move my ass. Vlad is searching for you and doesn’t seem too happy.”
“Oh shit,” I hear her exclaim as the door to our bedroom closes and Roman tosses me onto the bed. He comes down over me, surrounding me with his big body.
“I love the library. It’s perfect.” I reach up, grabbing a handful of his thick black hair.
“You left our bed.” He narrows his eyes.
“I believe you left first.” I smirk at him, pulling his hair a little.
“Seems Vlad wants to get married as soon as possible, and his bride wouldn’t do a wedding without you. He got sick of us not leaving my room for the past few days. He came banging on my door.”
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“I believe I’d worn you out.”
My cheeks warm. I’m still a little shy, but not like I was days ago. I shift my hips, trying to roll him over, but he doesn’t move. I narrow my eyes at him, and finally he rolls over onto his back.
“As my queens wishes,” he says as I crawl on top of him.
I straddle his waist but lean down so we are face to face. “I love the library, and most importantly, I love you.”
I’m immediately on my back again as a giggle escapes.
“Well, that didn’t last long,” I say, reaching up and touching his cheek.
He leans down, taking my mouth in a sweet kiss that goes on and on. I wrap myself around him, enjoying the tenderness this giant of a man can give me. Who would have thought he could be this way? He rolls us so I’m over him once again.
He lets his arms fall wide open, and I sit up, looking down at my king.
“My love, my queen. I’m yours to command.”
“And if I command you to pleasure me?” I say, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
Before I can blink, his hands are on my hips and he’s pulling my heated center up to his face. As I sit atop his mouth, the feel and sounds of his tongue pleasuring me surrounding me, I begin to understand that my king will do anything I wish. And for that, I’ll always be his princess.
Epilogue
Roman
Ten years later…
“You keep kissing me like that and I’ll wind up with another baby in my belly,” Alena says, stretching beside me.
I kiss my way down her back and across her lush ass before I spread her legs and lick between them.
“But you know how much it excites me when you’re round with my baby.”
“I’ve given you four sons and a daughter, Roman,” she protests, but spreads her legs wider so that my tongue can taste her sweetness.
“Maybe I want another little girl.” I suck her clit into my mouth, and her ass presses against my face, pushing down on me.
“Let me give you my seed, Queen Alena. One last time, let me breed you and make a life in your womb.”
“Keep eating,” she moans, and pushes back until she rises up on her knees so that I may have all of her tender flesh to suckle.
I suck her pussy for another moment before I pull back and get on my knees behind her.
“Roman,” she half-whines.
“I’m going to feed you my cock since your cunt is so hungry.”
I thrust hard, and my thickness stretches her to capacity. I have to wait a moment for her to adjust, but once she’s relaxed, I push her shoulders down so her upper body is flat on the bed. I grip her round hips and fuck her deep as the syrupy suction of her pussy swallows my cock. I stare down at where we are connected, seeing my veiny cock disappearing into her pink little pussy.
“You’ll let me fill you again, won’t you, my queen?” I say, and she moans at the filthy talk. “You’re mine to rut and breed.”
I grunt on top of her as I feel beads of sweat roll down my chest. Her cunt grips me harder the more I talk, and I feel her sopping wet pussy cling to my cock.
“Look at you, so perfect. So sweet and innocent. Legs spread wide, fresh little pussy sucking in my cock. You were made for me, Alena. Made for me to mate.”
“Roman!” she shouts into the pillow, and I feel her orgasm roll through her body. Her muscles tighten and then relax as the waves of heat fill her veins.
I bury myself as far as I can go and then release my cum deep into her. I nearly pass out from the intensity, but I manage to brace myself on my arms and lay my body over her back. We are both gasping for air as the last of my seed fills her, but it’s Alena who breaks the mood with a laugh.
“You always get what you want,” she says, looking back at me and bit
ing my forearm.
“Because it’s exactly what you want, my queen. I saw you looking at little Tabby’s baby clothes yesterday. You’re ready for another.”
“Maybe.”
She shrugs, but I caught the look in her eyes. I know my Alena better than anyone. I knew with one look that she wanted one more. And I will always and forever give her what she wants. Even if she doesn’t want to ask for it.
“I love you, my queen,” I say, kissing her shoulder.
“I love you, my king.” She closes her eyes and smiles contentedly. “Thank you.”
THE END
Mr and Mrs
Phillip has been married to Molly for a year. He’s beyond obsessed with his new wife, to the point that he has to hold his true feelings back. If she knew how crazy he is for her, she might push him away.
Molly is feeling distance growing between them, and she’s worried she’s not enough. One night she walks in on Phillip, and it changes everything.
When Phillip discovers Molly was in an accident and now has amnesia, he’s going to do all he can to make her fall in love with him again. Holding nothing back this time.
Warning: It’s just as crazy as it sounds and just as over-the-top ridiculous. If you want to get silly with us and spend a little time away from reality, grab this one up!
Alexa Riley Promises
Welcome to Alexa Riley Promises. This series is dedicated to old romances. It’s tropes galore, with all of our usual over-the-top alphas and sweet cheesy goodness.
