“Shhh. Don’t make a sound.”

Alena squeaks, and I put my hand over her mouth. It’s the next afternoon, and I’ve snuck over to her place, unable to keep my distance. Again. I came through a servants’ entrance in the back hall and spotted her walking toward the outside patio. I can see a group of women from here—she must be having a bridal shower.

I look around to make sure that no one has seen me, and I pull Alena back into the shadows, where there are curtains to shield us from view. She tenses in my arms, but after a second she softens against me. I stand there, holding her, with my hand over her mouth, waiting to see if anyone comes to check on her. I hear footsteps and bring my other hand around to her stomach, trailing it down to her skirt. I slip my hand into the waistband and into her panties.

She makes a little sound, and I put my lips to her ear. “I couldn’t wait for tonight, princess. I had to have a taste.”

I dip my fingers into her pussy and rub her clit a little. Then I take them out and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean as a servant walks by. My hard cock presses against her ass, and she pushes back into it.

“Are you in need of your king?” I ask, reaching between us to unfasten my belt and unzip my slacks. I pull my cock free and stroke it a few times. “Lift your skirt, princess. I will ease your aches.”

She hesitates, and I watch her shaky hands reach down and ruffle up the material until her bottom is exposed to me. I push down her panties until they are around her knees and I can get to what I want.

“Spread your legs,” I whisper as another servant’s footsteps sound in the hallway. She does what I ask again, and my cock weeps with desire. “You’re so submissive to your king. That’s exactly what a good princess would do.”

My cock is so long and thick that as she spreads her legs, I push my cock between them from behind, and it peeks out the front of her pussy.

“Now spread your lips, and let me rub you.”

She does as I ask, spreading her pussy lips and letting the head of my cock lie flat against her clit. I move back and forth, and if someone were to spot us they’d think we were fucking. But I don’t penetrate my princess. I only give her this little pleasure to make sure she doesn’t ache like I do until I come to her again tonight. Because I will be back.

“Let me put the tip inside to wet it for you, princess.” I slide back and dip into her opening, just the barest inch. I’m surprised when her hand covers my cock, to keep it there. “You want me inside you?” I ask as I bite her neck.

She nods, and I take my hand away from her mouth.

“I won’t take your sweet innocence here, Alena. But I will give you pleasure.”

She moans as I take my cock from her opening and slide it back between her legs. I run the wet shaft between her folds and feel her pussy weep onto it. I put my hand back over her mouth because she’s getting loud and someone else is close now.

I shove a hand up her shirt and yank down her bra as I squeeze her full breast. My need is too strong, and I can’t hold back as I squirt my cum all over her pussy and the insides of her thighs. I look down and see some of it even landed on the floor. I keep thrusting, though, pretending to fuck her pretty cunt until I feel her squeeze me and her body tenses in my arms. She cries out against my hand, and I tell her soft, sweet words to encourage her orgasm to keep going.

Once her body is wrung out, I reach down and pull her panties up. But before I take my cock away, I press the rounded tip to her opening. “It’s almost time, princess. Soon you’ll be mine in every way.”

I step back and put her panties back in place, letting the mess I made on her stay where I put it.

“Now go, princess. Or you’ll be late for your ladies’ lunch.” I spank her ass and push her out from the curtains.

She’s wobbly at first and then straightens, brushing her skirt down as a servant walks by. She nods to them as they greet her, and I have to bite back a smile. She’s marked by me, and she’ll feel me between her legs until I’m with her again tonight.

I watch her join the other women at the table, then I slip free and make my way back to my car that’s parked down the street. When I get there, I grab my phone and make a call.

“Tomorrow. Move everything to tomorrow.”

“But your highness—” The planner starts to protest, but I cut him off.

“It’s tomorrow or it’s your job. You decide.”

I hang up the phone and grip the wheel with both hands. I’ve waited long enough to have Alena, and I won’t wait another fucking second. I’ll go to her tonight, but I want her bound to me by royal law when I breed her. And make no mistake, she’ll be bred before the sun sets on us another day.