Forever King (King Brothers #5)

Chapter 1

Ronan

My phone’s alarm blares on the nightstand next to me, and I roll over to swipe that damn noise away as fast as I can. Still half asleep, I fumble with the phone, and it drops to the floor.

“Jesus!” I groan in frustration before leaning over to pick it up as it still screams out that annoying sound.

Finally, I silence it and set the damn thing back on my nightstand before lying back down to stare up at the ceiling for a few moments as my brain struggles to accept it’s time to get out of bed.

Next to me, Kate stirs, somehow able to sleep through the noise I chose a few months ago since I couldn’t seem to wake up to anything more soothing.

“You okay over there?” she whispers, the sound of amusement filling her words.

“Uh-huh,” I grunt out, still struggling with achieving full consciousness.

“I don’t know why you choose that sound for an alarm. It reminds me of the noise I think alerted the town folk when Chernobyl happened. I wake up every day sure I’m in the center of a full nuclear reactor meltdown.”

Fully awake at last, I roll over toward her and see a stream of sunlight poking through the curtains across the room. As always, she looks beautiful lying there trying to wake up to begin her day.

Kate smiles up at me before gently touching the tip of my nose.

She worries about having bad breath in the morning, so she refuses to kiss me until after she brushes her teeth.

Typical Kate concerned about things I never even think of.

I’ve tried to convince her it doesn’t matter since I have morning breath too, but she insists on the nose thing.

So every morning instead of kissing me, she touches the tip of my nose and asks, “Did you sleep well?”

She asks me that now, and I nod. “I think so. At least until my phone decided to ruin things. You?”

Stretching her arms above her head, she sits up and swings her legs off the side of the bed.

“I did. I couldn’t get to sleep at first last night because you were sawing wood over there, but it was probably more because I was thinking about my meeting today with Jonas Brinley’s parents after school. ”

By the time I remember who Jonas is, she’s already in the bathroom brushing her teeth. He’s the kid who doesn’t seem to be progressing as well as Kate thinks he should. From what she’s told me, he’s a nice kid. He just seems to be distracted by things at home.

His parents, on the other hand, aren’t as delightful as little eight-year-old Jonas, unfortunately.

They’ve postponed this meeting twice already because neither one of them seems to have the time in their schedules.

Kate practically had to bring the principal into the matter to get them to agree to today’s meeting.

From what she’s heard from the little guy, he spends more time with his nanny than either of his high-powered and very successful parents.

I roll out of bed much slower than Kate and crack my neck. My prosthetic hand sits on the dresser a few feet away, and on most days, putting that on would be the first thing I do.

I’ve got something better in mind for this morning, though.

“You’re going to be great. It’s not like you’re asking them to come in because the kid’s a problem child. You’re just hoping to work with them to get him to where you think he can be,” I say as I make my way toward the bathroom.

Stopping in the doorway, I lean against the wall and watch as she finishes up the all-important first task of her day.

She’s so beautiful, even first thing in the morning when her hair is a mess (her words, not mine) and she’s wearing one of my old T-shirts from college that comes down almost to her knees.

When she finishes rinsing the toothpaste out of her mouth, she looks over at me and smiles, shaking her head. “How is it possible you always wake up looking as good as you do when you walk into a room in a tux while I need an hour first thing before I can even think of walking out in public?”

“You don’t. You just think you do. You’re just as gorgeous right now a few minutes after waking up as you are dressed to the nines.”

Kate mumbles something about life being unfair as I step into the bathroom and move behind her. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I nuzzle her neck as I tilt my hips forward to let her know I’m up and raring to go.

“I think you need a little Ronan to get you set for your day,” I whisper against her skin just below her ear.

She looks at me in the mirror and grins. “Nothing about you is little, honey.”

Glancing up, I shrug. “Well, he’s little Ronan to my big Ronan. Whatever you want to call him, he’s ready, and I think the two of us will be sorely disappointed if you say you want to shower alone today.”

Even now, after being together for so long and living together for nearly a year, she blushes, utterly seducing me.

She has no idea she can do that with just a little smile and her cheeks growing pink.

Turning in my hold, she looks up at me, stands on her tiptoes, and presses a tiny kiss to my lips.

“How am I supposed to say no when you’re so sexy and clearly up and at ‘em?” she asks while she slides her palms down over my chest and ribs.

I dip my head and kiss her minty fresh mouth. “You’re not.”

Kate palms my cock and rubs the pad of her thumb on the underside, sending waves of need coursing through my body. She knows exactly what to do to make me go wild for her.

“I love what you’re doing there, but I’ve got an even better idea,” I say, nearly moaning in pleasure as she continues to excite me.

With a little smile that has more than a hint of the devil in it, she says, “Oh? Well, I think we have enough time.”

“If not, then we can be late,” I say as I lead her back to our bed.

“You know, Ronan, school doesn’t work on the schedule of when you want to have sex,” she says with a chuckle.

I slip my old burgundy T-shirt over her head and groan at how incredible seeing her makes me feel. “I’ll write you an excuse.”

That makes her laugh more. Leaning back on the bed, she looks up at me and asks, “What’s it going to say? To whom it may concern, please excuse Kate for being late. She was busy having great sex?”

Covering her body with mine, I tilt my hips forward so my cock slides through her wet pussy. I cradle her face and whisper in her ear, “We’ll work on the wording. For now, let’s just focus on the great sex part.”

Kate moans as she opens her legs to take all of me, and even though all I want to do is fuck her senseless, I force myself to take my time. I know we don’t have long to enjoy ourselves since she has to be on time for work, but I want to revel in the feel of her for as long as possible.

She runs her fingernails down my bare back, making taking my time next to impossible. “You drive me crazy when you do that,” I moan in her ear.

I slide into her warm and willing body as she says, “That’s why I do it.”

This is one of the reasons I love Kate. She’s sweet and kind to the third graders she teaches, but when we’re alone, she drives me crazy with how sensual she is.

Slowly, I pump into her, loving the sound of her ecstasy with every moan and soft grunt she makes. My body feels like it’s on fire, like every nerve ending is alive and aching with desire.

Kate wraps her legs around my waist and presses her heels into the small of my back in that way she does that tells me she’s loving how incredible this feels too. Her fingernails dig into my back between my shoulder blades, and when I rear up to thrust hard into her, she tears at my skin.

“Oh, God…Ronan, don’t stop!”

In my mind, I think, “I couldn’t stop now if I had wild horses pulling me away.”

Beads of sweat form on her skin, and I taste the saltiness of them when I kiss her neck. I sense she’s close, so I thrust harder and faster, wanting her to come as much as I need to myself.

I roll her over so she’s on top, knowing she loves this position because it never fails to make her orgasm fast. Normally, I’d prefer to linger when it comes to sex, enjoying much more foreplay and taking my time, but that really isn’t an option thanks to her job.

She looks down at me all flush and sexy and smiles. “Great minds think alike. I was just going to suggest this.”

Setting my hands on her hips, I start to guide her up and down on my cock. I love how sweet but oh so sexy she looks when she rides me.

I look up into her blue eyes and let myself get lost in them as second by second she moves me closer to coming.

Kate rolls her hips and leans down to kiss me long and deep, and then a second or two later, I feel her cunt tighten around my cock.

I cup her gorgeous breasts and squeeze her pink nipples because I know that never fails to excite her.

If only she didn’t have to go to work.

Faster and faster I pump into her, desperate to feel release and hers along with mine. She comes a few moments later, collapsing on my chest as I feel the last of my restraint fade away. I’m like a machine, fucking her until I come hard, filling her up.

After, we lay quietly, our damp bodies wet from sweat and sex, until she lifts her head and sighs. “I’d call that the breakfast of champions. Wouldn’t you?”

I sit up to kiss her softly and whisper against her lips, “Definitely.”

“Too bad I can’t stay here all day. I wish I could,” she says before kissing me one last time and then easing off me.

Folding my arms behind my head, I watch her climb off the bed and walk over to the bathroom. “Say the word and I’ll get you a doctor’s excuse to stay in bed with me all day.”

She rolls her eyes and smiles but doesn’t answer me before walking into the bathroom to get ready for her workday. For a moment, I consider heading in to join her in the shower for round two, but I know she has to go to work.

That’s okay. The beauty of living with someone is that you can have sex whenever you want to. I look forward to tonight.