The Royals of Silvercrest

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King Shane's POV:

The wedding has been delayed as Princess Celeste has fallen ill.

I have taken into the company of Lady Giselle.

In my time in isolation, my despair had grown.

Once court had reopened, I had found fondness in one of the ladies.

At first we had only had small conversations.

Then talking turned to touch.

Soon she would be visiting my bedchamber for company or pleasure every night, keeping her position secret from all.

Later in the evening, in the candle light, I lie in bed with Mistress Giselle, sliding her long curly brown locks away from her shoulder, exposing her neck. I place on kiss after the other, applying slightly more pressure as she giggles. My hand slides along her soft skin, cupping her breast. I squeeze lightly, smiling to myself when a moan escapes her lips. I'd walked into my chambers and there she was, lying upon my bed. At first, I was furious, wondering why she would dare make such a move but then she'd explained she'd been told to meet me. I told her coldly that she'd been mistaken.

I was now betrothed, I needed to distance myself from her.

Still the connection we shared lingered even after I'd dismissed her from my bed. It wouldn't be long before I summoned her back and the entire cycle repeated. The thoughts of the hours we'd spent together flashed through my mind. My lips met hers and now, here we are, enjoying the chaotic and trill raising bond for weeks, knowing it would end soon enough.

She lies upon her stomach, propping herself up a bit with her elbows as I rock my hips, deep inside her. Her breathing turns to panting as her hands grip the covers. I move quicker now, one hand resting upon the small of her back to balance myself. Then I switch, grabbing her by the hips and moving without mercy. She moans and cries out, body shaking uncontrollably as she orgasms. I groan, thrusting a few more times before I finish too.

Hours later when we've finished, she lies with her head atop my chest.

My future swirls around me like the plague.

Once I was wedded again, priorities would continue.

Turning my attention back to the gorgeous woman in my bed, I smile.

Duties can wait.