Sexy Short Stories

Fucking Royalty

"Advil.."

I muttered, head ache and my vision spinning wild. I tossed the grey sheets away from me and sat up, but imediately regretting that after my dizziness intensified. I lay back to bed and buried my face to welcome the pleasing manly scent of my pillow.

The lights were on, just the way I like it. I have nyctophobia. Yes Im an adult, but sudden black out during night time scares the shit out of me.

In the corner of my eye I can see the analog clock at the bed side table with red blinking numbers indicating its almost three AM. I don't remember owning that clock, let alone a very expensive designer clock. My eyes widen  as the realization sank in my brain, "Where the fuck am I?"

I got up of bed to examine the unfamiliar room i was in. I sat on a king size bed, the walls we're painted black and gold with elegant touch. The design of the room was simple but very luxurious, even the black fur mat beneath my feet were soft and made me think it we're real animal fur.

The room was cool and well ventilated, sweet musky smell swirled around my nostrils. I felt my skull cracking as I tried to recall events from the previous night.

Me having a good time dancing, and this mother fucker showed up throwing fist at my male companion. My head ache rises as anger seeped in. Craig!

I walked towards the door ignoring my throbbing head threatening me to pass out any second.

"Craig?" i whispered, dragging my legs towards the door.

I noticed that  I'm only wearing my shirt the previous night, but no jeans and bra! The fuck, did he just molested me during my sleep. That's it, he's going to regret this!

"Craig!!" I yelled. Growing impatient as I groped my way out of the room. The living room beyond was  dimly lit but empty.

I ventured again. A small cherry wood grandfather clock chimed three times indicating it was three AM already. Good Lord, how can i explain this to my grandparents?
"Craig!"

Craig materialized, a man made of shadows at the end of the hallway. His hair was rumpled, his eyes were slick as glass and chest was bare. Damn! He looked so seductive.

"What?" he yawned. Displaying the most delicious seen a woman could only dream about.

I dared not to look any lower.

"Take me back to the palace this minute! My God, what would the agents be thinking now, my grandparents will --"

"That's taken care of, I called them off hours ago and informed the royal hignesses that the crown princess is with me. Now go back to bed." He said casually.

Go back to bed? Was this man insane? "May I point you that it's three o'clock in the morning? My reputation is at stake here!"

Craig yawned again and stretched his arms above his hand the all too masculine muscles in his shoulders and naked torso unsettled me more. "Right. Three o'clock. You're reputation." He mumbled.

I glared at him for a moment. "The agents really left?"

"Yes."

"How you manage that, may I ask?" Raising a brow.

"I told them that we're gonna spend the night fucking." He chuckled, amused at his own words.

I flushed. "You didn't!"

"Oh, yes I did. And what they don't know won't hurt them. You're not the only one with a reputation to maintain."

"Very funny. Take me home this instant!"

"I'm going back to bed, and you princess, I suggest you do the same. If you don't, I might as well forget my manners and-"

"And what?" I challenged.

"Don't ask." He turned his gaze to my bare legs then up to my middle which was barely covered by my shirt.

Slap.

Before I even thought of it, my hand landed straight to his face. My hand hurt, but i ignored it and held my head high. " I'm taking the cab." I threatened with a high pitched voice.

My other hand stretched my shirt to cover my pink underwear which unknowingly only made my nipples even more visible as the thin fabric tightened around me. 

I saw Craig's face, his eyes flaming with rage. He suddenly whirled his heels and came towards me, an evil, angry, deadly, teasing look in his eyes. "Fuck this!" He said. " I warned you!"

He grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the long hall to the room I was previously in. I trembled as he effortlessly lifted me in his arms as I struggle from his hold. I should walk out, go down the street and hail a cab.but I could do none of those, I couldn't even speak for goodness sake!

Scary thoughts run through my mind, he's gonna shoot me, stab me to death or strangle me. Shit!

"Help!" I yelled out of desperation.

"Scared now, little princess." Wicked grin plastered on his face as he carried me back to the room where I have been sleeping minutes ago, stood me on my unsteady feet and began to undress me.

Me. "..." I watched him with widened eyes, I couldn't even move.

"You should have thought about that before you went to that filthy club, drank drugged cocktails and danced like a slut!" His disapproving voice vibrated through me. "Now you fuzz over your reputation, that's bullshit!"

My body starts to shake as he slid my underwear down to my ankles, exposing the v of thin feathery hair.

I was spared no time to think as his lips descended to mine making me breathless. His hands probed my breast, my skin tingling at his warm touch. Nipping my lower lip as he pinched my sensitive nipples.

Ohh..

I manage to croak. "Stop this Craig. I'm leaving." Feeling feverish as his hands explore my body.

"You're not going anywhere princess." I felt the cool sheet at my back as pushed me forcefully to bed, I bounced. "At least not until I'm through with you." I shivered as I saw evil intentions in his eyes as he gazed upon my body like a lion to his feast.

To be continued..

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