Royally Kidnapped by the Prince

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THAYER

We enjoyed dinner with a little chat. Kennedy seemed to have an appetite and smiled and laughed at

my terrible jokes.

“Can I make a request?”

I nodded. “Of course.”

She raised her hand with my engagement ring. “I think this is too flashy. Do you have a smaller stone

than this?”

Instead of getting offended, I laughed. “I’m not a jeweler, darling. But I picked that stone myself. I mean,

I requested the carat and the color. So, it’s too special for me, and I would be sad if you take that off.”

She checked it out again. “I’ve never dreamed wearing an engagement like this. Don’t get me wrong.

This is so gorgeous, and it’s the color—”

“Of your eyes.”

She looked at me, seemingly surprised. “Yeah.”

“See? That’s why it’s important to me. And I only intended to be engaged and married once. Even if I

get married again, I’m sure to be with the same person who’s wearing my ring right now.”

Her cheeks reddened. I knew she just ran out of words. It took a few seconds before she replied. “Me

too.”

“You’re still thinking of a husband number two?”

She laughed, just a light laugh, but her eyes twinkled. “Not funny.”

“I’m just kidding.”

Once we were done with dinner, she retreated to her room. She said she had to do some research. I

told her I would be in the study and to text me once she was done.

A few hours later, she hadn’t knocked on the door or texted me. So I went to my room and called her

phone. Thankfully, she picked up.

“Oh, my God. I lost track. What time is it?”

“Midnight.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be. Come to my room.” I felt like we were not engaged, and we were doing booty calls.

“Okay. Be there in a minute.”

I hung up the phone, went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I came back, Kennedy was

already inside, standing, wandering her gaze around.

“See something you like?” I put my shirt on.

“I remember when I knocked on your door.”

“It was Carlott’s idea to make you jealous. And they’re an actress. Nothing happened. I promise, and

everything here is clean. I don’t bring any woman to my house if I’m not interested in her becoming a

part of my life.”

She smiled timidly. “Why’d you ask me to come?”

I laughed out loud. Shaking my head, I walked towards her. “Starting tonight, we will sleep in the same

bed together. I asked someone to fill half of the walk-in closet with your things. I promise I’m not

messy.” I held her hand. “I want you to feel comfortable in this room. If you think you can’t sleep

because of what you saw, I’ll let someone arrange another room for us.”

“You’ve done too much. This is great. I also wanted you to sleep beside me, but I thought maybe you

guys have different sleeping arrangements like what I’ve seen on tv.”

“What did you see on tv?”

“The King or a ruler has his own bed-chamber—”

“And if he wishes to fuck another woman, he uses his bedroom. But with his wife, he pays a visit to her

and sleeps with her?”

“Yeah.” Her brows knitted.

“Well, that’s a total fucked up world. I like you. I want you and need you in my arms before I sleep and

wake up in the morning. I don’t care which bed we choose to sleep in as long as I can feel you, smell

you, and have you whenever I want.”

“I just don’t want to impose.”

“Well, we just thought the same.” I led her to bed. “Now, let’s get to bed. Lights on or lights off?”

“It’s what you want.”

“I’ll turn the light off when you’re sleeping.”

“Okay. Which side do you prefer?”

I smiled mischievously. “I prefer on top.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m serious.” She got in the center and pulled the blanket over the top of her

chest.

“So do I. I’ll be right here.” I laid on her right. “You’re overdressed.”

“So do you.” Her tone was flirtatious.

I leaned in and gave her chase kisses on her face, her nose before I crushed my mouth on her lips.

Shocked coursed through me as she kissed me with the same intensity, sending electric waves into my

cock.

Our lips slid together, her tongue probing over mine. A groan rumbled in my chest as she took charge

of the kiss. I let her. I glided one hand down her chest, cupping her breast, then to the other. Once I

was done pinching those tiny peaks, I slid my hands down, trailed my fingers over her flat abdomen.

We’d been sleeping together without condoms. I knew she was on pills. It crossed my mind many times

if I had my baby inside her. I finally found what I was looking for—she was ready—always ready for me.

She moaned louder. She was always responsive to my touch. I let her know that I felt the same. I

pressed my cock against her belly.

“My turn,” I said into our mouths.

“On your back.” Before she finished her command, I laid flat on the bed, took my shirt off, pushed my

pants down. My cock stood like a pole. Her eyes glinted with desires and anticipation. She licked her

lips first before she positions her mouth, taking my crown in.

I hissed by the first touch of her wet mouth with my shaft. Then she licked me from the base to the

ridge of my cock before she completely took me all in into her soft and velvety mouth. Her gaze never

left mine, darkened with desires.

She bobbed her head up and down. I watched my length in and out of my hot mouth. I could feel the

intensity of the climax growing rapidly.

My balls tightened.

My cock swelled in her mouth.

A growl escaped my throat as she sucked me harder. I jerked inside.

“Enough. I’m gonna come, Kennedy.”

She moaned into my cock. I thought I saw stars as I threw my head back against the pillow. She slid

my cock then caressed it with her tongue. It was the hottest blow job someone ever did to me. Her

sucking became more intense, fast.

“I want you, darling.”

She shook her head and devoured me instead. Fireworks flared up my spine, shot right to my balls,

rushed through my cock. I bucked my hips up, my hands on her head as I pushed my length all the

down her throat.

Grunting, I threw my head back, my body stiffened, my muscles spasmed as I spilled my come down

her throat.

“Holy shit, Kennedy! Now get naked, and let’s make love all night.”

***

It felt different waking up in the morning to a warm and soft skin of a woman who smelled incredible.

Kennedy was a messy sleeper—her hair was everywhere. She took and rolled the blanket around her

leg. She was still naked, though. Her gorgeous tits were on full display, and her round ass as well. The

thought of fucking her from behind had crossed my mind, but she had a lot of things to do on her

schedule today.

“Thayer?” she called my name. I always loved to hear her sleepy, groggy voice.

“Did I wake you up?” I pulled her back into my arms and kissed the exposed skin of her back.

“No. I felt you move out of bed.” She sighed against the pillow.

“Tired?” I started rubbing my palm against her back.

She sighed again. “Do I really have to learn everything?”

“You will need that knowledge in the near future, darling.” I softly massage her back down her spine. “I

really love this ass.” I squeezed both cheeks.

“I love your ass, too.”

“Not as much as I love this one.” I leaned down, bit the globe, and licked the area where my teeth were

embedded.

“Ouch.”

“Do you want me to spank this instead?”

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“I would have tied you and never gave you orgasms if I am. You can take a day off if you want.”

“Nah. I want to get it done. My legs, babe, please?”

“What will you give me in return?”

She raised her head and turned to me. “Really? I just gave you a blow job last night. I think that’d

suffice.”

I shook to laugh. “How about a butt plug?”

“If you’ll get your ass plugged first.”

I threw my head as I laughed out loud.

She hit me on my knee. “What’s so funny?”

“Can’t see you’re hiding a dick between your legs, darling.”

“You’ve such a dirty mouth, prince.”

“You’re like a plague in my head. A fascinating, beautiful, and dirty kind of plague.” I gave her a foot

massage. She had small feet. Her toenails were painted in nude color.

“So, even if you’re meeting a head of state, you’re still thinking of yourself between my legs?”

“That’s exactly how I pictured myself when I was with them because I could sleep in the meeting if I

wouldn’t think about you.”

“You need your head to get checked up.”

“What can I say? I’m mentally, physically, emotionally healthy, and I have a quite sexual appetite over

my fiance.”

“Thayer?”

“Yes, darling.”

“After these lectures and training, can I see my parents?”

My body went rigid—it was involuntary.

A shiver rolled down my spine. I knew it was coming, but I wasn’t expecting she would ask me so early.

“After the announcement. We still have photoshoots, and it’s been arranged. I have busy schedules

before the holidays, darling.”

“That’s great. Because I want to spend holidays with them.”