Chapter 4
Jaq
I hadn’t had time to really explore the palace.
In my opinion, it couldn’t be that much better or different than the palace at home.
Not that I explored that one very often.
Maybe when Thomas and I were kids, but as an adult, I kept to myself.
I came and went through the employee entrance and generally tried to avoid being anywhere I might be cornered by my parents. Like I had been tonight.
Usually it was my brother that was my rescuer. This time I had my own knight in shining... silver bow tie.
I giggled at that. Like one of the crowned princes would dare to wear something as tacky as a silver bow tie.
The one Erich currently wore was jet-black, and it matched perfectly with his tailored jacket.
The only pop of color on him was the blue delphinium in the boutonniere he wore on his jacket and the royal insignia pin on his lapel.
“Something funny?” Erich asked.
“Not you, Your Highness. I was just thinking that you were quite the knight in shining armor tonight. Lucky for me that you were there.”
I could hold my own against my biological dad.
But it was draining, and I hated it. Being near him set my teeth on edge, and whenever I was released from the torment, I could feel the tension in my shoulders for days.
I was in Swena now, though, and my bio dad would leave the country.
I would stay. He would have no say over me.
“Well, I live to serve.” Erich gave a dramatic bow, and I laughed again. Somethingabout him let me let go of the stress that had weighed me down since the festivities began. Or maybe it was just because the event was over now. Either way, I didn’t hate it.
I tugged him toward my bedroom portion of the suite.
We had said our goodbyes to the lovely couple. Tomorrow they would embark on their weeks-long honeymoon on a private island. So help me God, if Cort did anything to hurt my brother, there wasn’t a corner of this palace he could hide in.
As far as I could tell, no one had noticed that Erich and I had slipped away together. The servants would know. They always did. But we could keep whatever this was from the rest of the family.
Inside my room, I launched myself at Erich. He caught me easily and wrapped his arms around my middle. My lips crashed into his. He tasted as good as he looked.
He cupped my jaw with one hand and put the other on the nape of my neck. His body was large, and he towered over me. Instead of feeling fear, I instead felt protected in his embrace.
I moaned against his lips and pushed his jacket from his shoulders.
It fell to the floor. The thing probably cost a small fortune, but now it was lying on my floor.
Forgotten. While I yanked at his tie, he worked at my belt.
His hand slipped inside my pants and grasped my length.
I hissed in surprise and backed away. If he touched me too much, I was bound to explode before we even started.
I crooked my finger and beckoned him to follow me. The event was finished, and it was time for me to unleash and unwind. I could have a little—or a lot—of fun.
“C’mon, Your Highness, I’d like to see the crown jewels.”
Erich snorted out a laugh. “Really? We’re cracking jokes?”
“What? Did you expect me to kneel and worship the royal scepter? Because I can do that.”
He grinned. “I wouldn’t say no to that.”
“Hmm. I’ll think about it. I want to be filled, though.
It’s been a stressful weekend, and I’d like to unwind.
” What I truly wanted more than anything was to have an alpha worship me, protect me.
Wrap me in his arms and tell me how perfect I was and how he couldn’t live without me.
Those were not words I was going to say out loud to this alpha I barely knew.
I’d settle for a good dicking.
Erich’s eyes darkened and his gaze turned heated. “Let’s make you forget then.”
“Please.”
We were in my room now. The king-sized bed was made up perfectly thanks to the staff. It was like living in a hotel full-time. The staff in Asach had been told to ignore my rooms, which meant I cleaned them on my own. Here in Swena, I was spoiled with regular room cleanings and my laundry was done.
I stood next to the bed, and Erich’s lips ghosted over my nape.
“You are gorgeous, Jaq. I spent the last week wanting to know what your skin tasted like.”
“And?”
“Decadent. Delicious. Strawberries. So fucking irresistible. I can’t get enough.”
The words were pretty. But that was all they were. Empty promises from a prince. They filled the need I had for tonight, but in a few days, they’d be gone, nothing but a memory that I recalled fondly.
“There’s no need for pretty words, Your Highness. I am here naked at your mercy. I’m a sure thing.”
Erich turned me around so that I was facing him, then he guided me backward until we were both lying on the bed. His body covered mine, his warmth seeping into my skin.
“Sure thing or not, you deserve the praise. You deserve worshipping. Every inch of your skin is a masterpiece.”
The way his eyes roved over my body and the hum of pleasure that rumbled in his throat, I almost believed him.
“I think you’re forgetting which one of us royalty, Your Highness.”
Erich stopped moving. His hand was on my hip, just inches from my hard cock. “Are you going to use my given name?”
I stilled. The air in the room thickened. “What?”
“My given name. It’s Erich. You don’t need to call me by my title. Unless you’re into that sort of thing. Which is fine, I just want to make sure I understand what is happening here.”
“I was hoping to get fucked. That’s what was happening here.”
Erich grinned and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I do love a willing man. But please, call me something other than your highness. It’s fine when its snarky, but it’s creepy as fuck when it’s used as a title while we’re in bed.”
“It is your title.”
“Not in the bedroom.”
I raised one brow in a look I knew was very against protocol and would get me reprimanded if I ever looked or spoke to royalty like this in Asach. “Oh? What’s your title in the bedroom? Lord Thundercock?”
Erich snorted and buried his face in my neck. “Oh, Jaq. What am I going to do with you? Maybe that is my name. Lord Thundercock, Duke of Orgasms.”
“Such confidence from a man who hasn’t made me come yet. Care to demonstrate your skills, milord? Or does an omega have to take things into his own hands?” I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked.
Erich watched, his eyes darkening with desire.
“Do we need lube?” he asked.
I shook my head. “Can’t you smell it? I’m slick, milord. I dare say I’ll barely need any stretching at all.”
Erich shook his head. “And let me skip out on my favorite part? Never.”
With that, Erich slid his way down my body.
He pushed my hand away from my cock and licked up the length of it.
I cried out in surprise. Then his fingers were pressing around my hole.
My body opened for him like he owned it.
Two fingers scissored inside me, pressing deep.
He grazed a fingertip over my prostate, and I cried out again.
Fuck, I hoped no one else was in this area of the palace.
They’d hear us. I’d never live this down.
“Be as loud as you want, Jaq. There is no one in the bedroom next to you. And even though I’m quite good, I doubt I can get you to scream loud enough for the guests across the hall to hear.”
I chuckled. “That sounds like a challenge, my lordship. Based on what I’ve experienced so far, I bet you could.”
Erich nuzzled against the base of my cock. His breath tickled against my skin. “Hmm, some other time.”
“I’m ready for your cock. Please fill me.”
“I would never leave an omega waiting.”
“I’m on birth control,” I said. “But I’d prefer if you wore a condom. Just to be safe.”
He nodded. “Of course.”
I reached for the nightstand and pulled out the condoms I had stashed there.
I didn’t plan on using them. It never occurred to me that I’d hook up with someone here in Swena, let alone in the palace.
But I never went anywhere unprepared. I could never let myself get into a situation where I didn’t have protection.
Erich sheathed his cock and returned to me.
He covered me with his body, hitching up my legs so that he was positioned perfectly.
My body opened for him easily as he slid inside.
The stretch and burn were just enough that I could feel it.
Pleasure hummed beneath my skin. I arched my back and moaned.
Erich’s lips found my neck. “You are perfection. So gorgeous. I can’t wait to come inside you. I want to hear all the sounds you make for me.”
“Yes, please. Harder,” I said as I rocked my hips, urging him deeper.
Erich moved, changing the angle of his thrusts so I felt him everywhere.
My orgasm built too quickly. I tried to stave it off, but it was too much.
Erich’s lips on my skin, his cock buried in my ass.
When his hand stroked over my length, I was done for.
Cum shot from my cock and coated my stomach.
Erich’s thrust grew more erratic and soon his hips jerked, and he buried his face in my neck, letting out a long moan.
“Oh fuck,” I said, when we finally came down from that post-orgasm high.
“Agreed,” he said. “Fuck. Give me a minute and we can do that again.”
I laughed. “Shower?”
He kissed my lips, then slid out of my body carefully. Before I knew it, he was lifting me into his arms. “Your wish is my command.”