Royally Kidnapped by the Prince

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THAYER

There is it.

The big three words. The letter L word. Finally, out of my chest.

I just confessed that I loved Kennedy. My woman, the only person who embedded my heart, my body,

and soul.

Not exactly the reaction I was expecting. Most women would say the letter L-word back, but I knew

Kennedy was not those most women. I wasn’t worried. Not at all because what we shared was more

than just logic-defying chemistry. It was more than sex. What we shared was everything.

She just came, screaming my name. Her cheeks were red, her body flushed with orgasm. Yet here she

was, on top of me as she showered me with kisses, licking my nipples, grinding her heat into my

growing cock.

“I want you again,” she said without a shame in her body. I loved her even more.

“Take me however you want, my love.”

She smiled, biting her lip before she lifted her ass, position my cock into her entrance. Then she took

me all in.

“Fuck,” I said, gritting my teeth.

“Oh, God!” She threw her head back, eyes-rolling. She looked magnificent. How could I be so lucky to

have Kennedy? I didn’t even deserve her generosity, but I would take whatever she offered to me.

She raised, releasing me. Then slowly, she sat on me again. The process was maddening. It made me

throb in ecstasy. I watched as she sunk into my cock inch by inch until she reached the root. It was so

hot. My spine started to tingle.

A sudden relief enveloped me.

I felt I belonged.

I felt that I belonged to someone—to Kennedy.

I felt her like my home.

She moved on top of me, plunging me in so deep. My muscles began to tighten. I met her in the

middle, pushing my cock forward. An ecstatic cry filled in the room.

I held her hips as my thrust sped up. “Touch yourself, darling. I’m so close.”

She started clamping around me, writhing and moaning.

My cock began to thicken. “Open your eyes and look at me. Touch your nipples for me. Pinch them,

darling.”

She brought her hands to her breasts, and I nearly came. She looked so hot, pleasuring herself while

her blazing eyes were staring back at me.

As soon as I pressed my thumb into her clit, she cried in ecstatic bliss. Her inner walls spasmed around

my cock as she came around me.

My skin tingled, my balls tightening. My cock throbbed, hardened than rock. Then I came— the most

explosive climax I could remember.

I cuddled her in my arms with the most calming—serenity surrounded us. Her head in the crook of my

neck, her breathing was even.

“Hungry?”

“I could use some food.”

She held me when I was about to get up. “Later. Let’s talk about what we left before your—um.”

I looked down. She was biting her bottom lip again. “Look at me.”

She tilted her head, meeting my gaze.

“That was not an emotion-induced confession. I always meant everything—every word I said to you.”

“Good.” She dropped her gaze down to my chest.

“Well, that doesn’t sound good.” My heart pounded. I got this feeling that she was going to see

something I might not going to like.

She then took my hand. With her eyes closed, she pressed it against her lips and let go a shuddering

breath. “You meant everything to me, too.”

“God, I love you, Kennedy.” I kissed the top of her head. My emotions were all over the place. I’d never

confessed my love to anyone, and it was kind of frightening and fascinating at the same time. Watching

how she reacted, I felt like I was the luckiest man on earth. She may haven’t said it back, but deep in

my heart, I knew she had deep feelings for me too.

“About the drone?”

“Some people used drones to video and take pictures of us. That’s why I was worried. All I care about

is for your own good. I don’t wanna have regrets for not doing my best to protect you. Even if we’re

here in the middle of the ocean, nothing’s impossible with technology nowadays.”

“I’m sorry. I was bitching with you.”

“No worries. Ash and Lud had scanned the area, and it’s clear. It’s better to be a little paranoid than

sorry.”

“Luck is on my side tonight, I guess. I’ll be cautious next time.”

“Now we talked about the elephant in the room. Let me feed you.”

She wore the robe back before she went to the bathroom.

I watched her look at herself in the mirror. “You don’t have to look at yourself. You’re beautiful. Your

mole on your back is pretty.” I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck while she was

watching me. “Do you know what voyeur means?”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a French for the watcher. Some people enjoy watching someone having sex. It turns them on.”

“Wow. Do you?”

“I enjoyed watching you, even while you were touching yourself.”

Her cheeks flushed as she rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“I’m not into a voyeur. I once tried visiting a VIP sex club.” The word sex club or me visiting made her

body rigid. “Relax. It was just for the experience. I just turned twenty-one. I had enough sexual

experience at that time, but I was more curious about kink and those kinds of stuff.”

“How was your experience?”

Smirking, I watched her reaction closely. “It was wild, refreshing, and overwhelming.”

“Wow. Have you tried?”

“I think you don’t wanna know.”

“Actually, I do,” she replied excitedly, but deep inside, I knew she was jealous and felt insecure as if she

lacked some experience.

“It was just sex, darling. With toys and kink. Too wild for you to watch. Have you watched porn?”

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“I take that as a yes. It’s something like that. But no camera, no scripts, and definitely no cuts. They

study and practice it to make sure they won’t hurt their partners. They enjoy it. I think there’s nothing

wrong with that. It’s how they enjoy sex.”

“You did not answer my question.”

“Yes. That was years ago.”

“Do you wanna try it again?”

I looked at her closely. What was she up to? “With you, of course. But I won’t allow any men touching

you. Ever. Unless you request it, and if that’s what you want.”

“So you never tried with a man?” She swallowed hard. Her eyes were bewildered. It turned her on

when talking about wild sex. I could see it now.

I laughed out loud. “No. And I haven’t, and I have no plan fucking a man.”

“Okay. Whatever.”

“What interests you, Kennedy? Are you curious?”

“Curious, yes.” I liked it when she was honest with herself.

“Then I’ll take you there.”

“No.” She turned to face me. Her eyes said no, but her body said differently.”

“Nothing to embarrass about. I want to satisfy your curiosity.”

“No. I don’t want you to get in trouble because of my stupid curiosity. I’d rather watch porn.” She walked

towards the bed and sat there.

“I want to give you everything. And that includes—”

“Just drop it. No sex club and no porn talks anymore.”

My smile widened. “My offer still stands and has no expiration date.”

“Just feed me for now.” She came to me and kissed my lips. “I’m beyond satisfied with your mouth,

your tongue, your hands and fingers, and of course, your big cock. Okay?”

“Glad to know you’re fond of my body,” I smirked.

She rolled her eyes to shut my smirk off. “Don’t be humble. It’s fine to accept compliments. And I forgot

to mention your perfect ass.”

I startled. She just slapped my ass. “So you like spanking, huh?”

“I watched Fifty Shades of Grey. That’s how I got curious, but it’s nothing but curiosity. I guess I don’t

have a partner I trust enough to let him tie me while he does something to me.”

My heart swelled for her confession. And the fact that she was curious enough, yet none of her

boyfriends she trusted that much, I felt relieved and lucky that she opened up to me.

“One of these days, I will tie you and make you beg for me to make you come. Unless you don’t trust

me enough.”

Seeing her smile was enough. My love Kennedy trusted me. I had earned it back.

I pulled her into my arms, closed my eyes to relish this moment, and hugged her tight. “Marry me.”