Prince's Dirty Little Secret (A Royal Secret Baby Romance) (19 page)

But when it passes, I'm not satisfied at all. I need more. More orgasms. More of him inside me.

"Fuck me," I beg him.

"Fuck me,
my prince
," he corrects me.

"Yes," I plead. "I
need
my prince to fuck me."

He grabs my ass and pushes me away from his face, guiding my hips down to his erect cock. He keeps one hand around my waist, and uses the other to guide his hardness deep into me, me facing away from him. We're both so wet with each other's juices that it slides in easily, stretching me wide.

"Oh god," I moan as I ride him. I love riding him backwards like this, him watching me. I feel like a performer, and I know he likes what he sees.

He guides my hips up and down. He knows exactly what he wants, and he uses my body to get it. His cock rubs up against the most sensitive spot inside me, and I feel another orgasm building, this one much deeper.

He brings one hand up to my breasts, pinching and squeezing my nipples as he fucks me deep and hard. I moan. I love the attention, and want his hands touching every part of me.

I reach down and cup his balls, groping the base of his shaft, loving the feeling of it slamming in and out of me.

"Darling," he says, "Fucking squeeze tight for me. Milk my cock. I wanna put another baby in you."

I squeeze my eyes shut in pleasure, his words turning me on as much as his body. I bear down on his cock, squeezing as tight as I can. I want him to absolutely fucking explode inside me. I want him to claim me as his, to ruin me for any other man.

"Fuck," he says, "here it comes."

I feel warm spurts of liquid inside me, and I feel like they're filling up every last crevice that's not already packed full by his cock. He keeps cumming and cumming, and the feeling sends me over the edge too. I cry out as my muscles clench against him. His seed drips out of me, down his shaft, down his balls, onto the bed. And I don't care at all.

I slide off his cock and collapse next to him. He pets me, stroking my hair and holding me close.

He grabs my hand with his, and puts it on his cock. It's slippery with our fluids. "I need more," he says. "These balls aren't empty yet."

The feeling of his still-rock-hard dick sends a new wave of sexual excitement through me.

"Shower?" I say.

W
E STAND
in the huge granite shower room, steam rising from the shower heads and the floors. These North Molvanian shower rooms are pure bliss. Like heaven. The hot water never runs out, and the rough granite tile feels so good and clean underfoot. Being in here is luxurious and therapeutic. The steam massages away stress, and the water washes away the harsh memories of the last few days.

Nikolai presses his magnificent naked body against mine. I kiss him deeply, our tongues intertwined. He tastes like the vanilla cake that was served on the Great Lawn at the festival today. It's a delicious taste, and I want more of it.

He holds me close, his hands wandering down to my ass, pulling my body close to his. I feel his hard cock press up against my belly, and I feel a surge of need. That thing has been out of me for nearly fifteen minutes now, which is fifteen minutes too long.

"I want to take you," he says, "completely."

I know exactly what he wants, and I want it too.

"Babe," I say. "I want—no, I need— my prince to take me… all of me."

I turn around and wiggle my butt up against him, feeling the hot, comforting stream of water splash against my bare chest. I feel his cock growing.

"Just be gentle," I say.

"I would never be anything but." He cups both my breasts in his hands from behind and he nuzzles my neck. I turn my head and kiss him as he stands behind me.

He pulls away, then wraps his hand around my hair. He pushes my head down forcefully, simultaneously pulling my hips toward him, forcing me to bend over for him. I love every second of it. I reach around behind me, grabbing myself, opening myself up to him.

I feel the tip of his engorged cock press again my tight entrance.

"Push back," he says, and I do.

The tip of his cock stretches my tight hole, and I feel it start to slip inside. I gasp at the new feeling. This isn't something I've done before.

He wraps his fingers around my hips and gently pulls me back into him, and I feel his length slip deeper and deeper inside me, a completely taboo and forbidden experience.

Finally, my ass presses up against his hips, telling me that he's in me all the way up to the hilt.

Fuck. I've never felt so full in my life. It hurts, but he thrusts in and out slowly, and I feel my muscles loosening up. There's something really hot about this, and I start to press back against him harder and harder, wanting to take him as hard and fast as he can give it to me.

He pushes me down to the floor, and I get on my hands and knees for him. He bends down with me, making sure his hard cock never slips out of me.

I'm in complete awe of the new feelings I'm having. Inside me, it feels like his cock is completely filling me, and somehow my g-spot is being stimulated. I think I might actually be able to get off from this.

"Fuck," he says, panting and thrusting harder. "Fuck me back. Fuck me back, princess."

I force myself back against him, savoring every thrust. I feel like I might be split open, and I love the feeling of tension I get every time he slips back inside me.

He reaches around to my face, pressing two fingers into my mouth. Fuck. I can't help myself, I just start to suck them. I wish there were some way to have his cock inside all my holes at the same time, because I think that might be the only thing that could truly satisfy me right now.

I press one hand against my clit and start rubbing furiously. Now I'm being stimulated in so many ways. It's almost overwhelming, but my body is responding, begging for more. When I cum, which is gonna be soon, I feel like I'm going to absolutely explode.

"Darling," he says from behind, grunting as he thrusts in and out of me, "Tell me how bad you want your prince to fill your ass with his royal cum."

"Babe," I say, "I've never wanted anything more in my life. Fill me the fuck up," I plead.

With another mighty thrust and a guttural groan, I feel his cock start to pulse inside me for the second time tonight, deep in untouched places. Holy shit. I rub my clit furiously, and just as I feel the pulsing of his cock start to subside, my second orgasm overtakes me.

"Fuck!" I cry out, feeling my slit contracting and spasming. Nikolai groans. My ass is squeezing his cock hard, forcing out every last drop deep inside me. I can't get enough.

Finally spent and exhausted, he withdraws from me.

God, that felt so amazing.

He really is a dirty prince.

We stand up, and he holds me close. "Fuck," he says, "I've never felt anything like that before."

"Was I tight?"

"Darling, you have no idea."

"Good," I say with a smirk, throwing my arms around his neck. "I want you to keep coming back for more."

He looks into my eyes, holding me close, the steam curling in the air around us. "I will always come back to you. I can't get enough."

We finish our shower, washing each other clean. But by the time we're done, I reach down to cop another feel of his cock, and I feel that it's stiffening again.

"Oh my god," I say. "You're getting hard again?"

He shrugs, grinning. "Royal genes."

"God, you're dirty," I say. I spit on my hand, grab his cock, and start jerking. My spit mixed with the water makes an incredibly slippery lube, and my hand glides easily over his manhood. One hand is around his shoulder and the other hand works his cock. I want him to feel like the manliest man in the world.

"Let's drain those fucking balls," I say. "Fucking cum for me, baby. Do it."

He groans, responding to my words. He explodes much faster this time, and finally, I know he's satisfied.

"Fuck," he says, "You're amazing."

I kiss him on the lips. "I can't wait for more."

CHAPTER 12

A 
fter the elections and reforms, North Molvania flourishes. The borders open up for outside tourism, and the tourist lottery system is eliminated. For the first time, the country welcomes all visitors with open arms.

The government starts a new series of programs aimed at modernizing the cities and villages, bringing them up to par with the capital city. At last, the country's wealth of natural resources is used for the good of all the people, not just for lining the pockets of the ruling family.

The work camps in the south of the country are eliminated. Thousands of political prisoners are freed and allowed to return to their homes, and the hard criminals are transferred to modern and humane jails.

On the one-month anniversary of Freedom Day, Nikolai proposes to me over breakfast. We're eating scones and drinking freshly juiced orange juice from the orange grove near the Great Lawn, when he gets on one knee and pulls out a ring.

I accept, tears in my eyes.

Technically, that means when Nikolai and I get married, I'll be the First Lady since he's a president now and no longer a prince. I look forward to it, but I still prefer to think of myself as a princess. I always wanted to be one.

"It's titanium," he says, "mined from the very earth we walk upon." Embedded in it is one of the biggest diamonds I've ever seen. There are definitely some perks to marrying a prince—oh, wait—a president.

Ashley flies into the country from the United States and finally gets a proper tour. Back home, she met a really great guy, a doctor at one of L.A.'s most prestigious hospitals. I'm so happy to meet him, and ecstatic for them when she announces that they're pregnant.

"Send us the wish list for your baby shower," I tell her. Although Nikolai is on a fixed salary now that he's no longer a dictator, mining operations in the country are booming and there's plenty of money to go around. Plenty of money to give a nice boost to one of my oldest friends. And plenty of money to pay off my student loans forever.

The FBI takes a renewed interest in me, but this time it's not because I'm in trouble. Instead, they want me to act as a liaison between the United States and North Molvania, and I'm more than happy to accept. It'll mean a lot of long plane rides back and forth, but there's a possibility of an official ambassador position in the near future, and I think that would be an amazing next step for my career.

Meanwhile, I'm just so excited that we've made such a big difference for the people of this country. They were held down for far too long. They deserve happiness and opportunity, and they're finally getting it.

Josh is getting bigger now, and he's starting to talk. One of his first words was "princess," which he picked up from Nikolai. It's his new pet name for me.

I'm so excited to see what kind of person Josh grows up to be. I know that Nikolai is going to make a great father, and we're going to do the best we can to raise our son to be a good man. To prepare him to lead North Molvania even further into the future when his time comes.

As for Nikolai and I, we're planning our wedding, and it's going to be a huge international affair. Heads of states from dozens of countries have already RSVP'd, and our biggest problem will probably be keeping the paparazzi at bay. Most recently, we got word that the prince and princess of the United Kingdom will be in attendance, and that they want to take us on a double date before our honeymoon. I'm gonna have to brush up on my etiquette.

We also have a second little surprise on the way. I can't wait to see Nikolai's face when I tell him.

The circumstances that led to me meeting Nikolai were absolutely crazy. I never believed in fate, but he changed my mind. That's because I don't know how this could've happened any other way. We must have been fated to meet one another and to lead this country out of the darkness.

Life is sometimes truly stranger than fiction.

My days now are filled with meetings with foreign dignitaries, as well as raising Josh. At first I thought it would be impossible to be a good first lady and a good mother at the same time, but I'm getting better with practice. I still manage to read to him every night, even after long days spent in negotiations with foreign ambassadors.

Nikolai and I have never been better—including our sex life. I've never been pleasured the way he pleasures me, and I don't think there's another person on the planet who could do me better. We have an incredible natural chemistry, and I'm so thankful that I've gotten to experience it. Now I know what being in love truly feels like.

Love is a strange thing. It can sneak up on you when you least expect it. Find you in the most unlikely places. And when it finally hits you, it grabs on and it doesn't let go until it's had its way with you. My time with Nikolai and my son has truly taught me that love conquers all, and I know that it will continue to bind our family and keep us close for the rest of our lives.

Sometimes I miss California, but North Molvania is feeling more and more like home every day. My feet are getting to know the green pastures, and my eyes are getting used to the sights of the beautiful rolling hills.

I never expected to end up here with the Crown Prince Nikolai, but now that I am, I wouldn't change it for the world.

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