The Kings Love

Curtis Speaks |32|

A/N: I neglected to inform you of the castle guards attire. Please keep in mind that this book is meant to be in present day, so the guards will be dressed as the picture above.

( Jasmine )

I blushed at King Laurent's words but tried to hide it.

Jasmine: "Oh? Did I do something wrong Your Majesty?"
His eyes darkened and I clenched my thighs closer together.

King Laurent: "Not particularly, although I do recall repeatedly telling you to call me Laurent and not King Laurent. Is there a reason why you refuse to do so?"
He licked his lips and my eyes followed. Why in the hell did everything he do feel sexual? He had to be doing it on purpose. I walked over to the couch on the other side of the den and sat down.

Jasmine: "Not really, I guess it's just a habit now. It seems weird to just call you by your name without the title in front of it." King Laurent gripped his chin in thought, then spoke his musings out loud.

King Laurent: "but when that happens, I feel as though you would trip over such a long word such as my name and title."
I tilted my head in confusion.

Jasmine: "When what happens?"
King Laurent gazed at me with a serious expression.

King Laurent: "Oh you know, when your screaming while I take you to the greatest ecstasy you've ever known. When I am between your thighs and you can no longer escape. Will you say King Laurent or just Laurent? I feel as though you wouldn't be able to stop moaning long enough to say my full title." He was serious. His eyes were full of lust and the grin on his face was devious. I had to forcefully stop myself from letting a moan out at his words. What the hell? How could he turn the conversation so quickly?
I looked at everything but him.

Jasmine: "umm, I don't really know what to say to that. I think I should go and get ready for dinner." I quickly got up to leave but King Laurent was so much quicker than me. Before I knew it, he had me trapped between his arms on the wall.

King Laurent: "Why in such a rush baby?" I felt my face burn at the name. Oh my god, I had to escape. King Laurent moved closer, nothing but cloth between us. He licked his lips and bent down to my ear, whispering into my ear.

King Laurent: "Why so shy? You weren't so fidgety and nervous when my fingers were deep inside that tight little cavern of yours. Perhaps we should reenact that and see if I'm wrong." I couldn't stop it. The desperate moan escaped my lips and King Laurent dipped lower to roughly press his lips against mine. I responded and kissed him back eagerly. King Laurent's hands gripped my thighs and he lifted me up. He rocked his hips into my heated core and I felt him. God, he was hard. His lips and tongue were dominating me, I was every bit submissive in that moment.

His hardened shaft poked through his jeans and continuously rubbed in between my leggings, the thin material no kind of help. The sounds coming from me were needy and King Laurent trailed his lips down my neck, placing heated and wet kisses against my collarbone.

Jasmine: "Ohhhh Laurent...." I felt his lips form a smirk on me and I couldn't care less about his cockiness right now. He sucked gently but relentlessly on my neck, no doubt a hickie forming. We were so lost in our heated exchanges that we didn't notice the den doors open or King Larry watching us. My head leaned back against the wall and I moaned, needing a release so bad. But I went cold when I heard a whistle. King Laurent cursed under his breath and turned his head to see who dared interrupt.
King Larry was leaning against the now closed doors, the most annoying smirk on his face.