Page 36 of Royal Bosshole

“Please,” she pleaded.

I went to the side drawer again and pulled out a condom. Rolling it on, I slid inside of her with ease, and this time, I didn’t start slow, thrusting into her roughly from the beginning. My eyes wandered along the line of her back, pausing at a light discoloration at the small of her back, just above the right butt cheek. I was learning all her details, and my hands gripped her ass tighter and lifted her as I thrust deeper.

Her head moved from side to side on the bed, and when I leaned forward to touch her clit, she came again all around me, wetness sliding down my dick. It was too hot. I came fast, and leaned over her for a few moments, kissing her shoulder blade.

“Oh my god,” she groaned, still on her knees.

I took off the condom, and now that I wasn’t in a haze, I spotted that discoloration again. Was that a birthmark?

Weird that Peter and I were just talking about birthmarks.

“Hey, you’ve got a really cute birthmark back here,” I said, tracing a finger over it.

“Yeah,” she said breathlessly, laying down on her side again and staring up at me. “It’s like a family thing. All the women in my family have it, or so my grandma tells me.”

Just as she was smiling up at me, my blood froze. Birthmark. Family trait. I nearly fainted.

Could it be? Lily is the lost princess? And is the room spinning?

“James, are you okay?” Lily sat up on her elbows, frowning at me.

Yep, the room was definitely spinning. “I’ve got to—” I started, but my tongue felt heavy as I stumbled in search of my clothes. “I’ve got to go,” I said.

“Oh, okay,” she said frowning at me.

I could hear the hurt in her voice, but I couldn't stay there now. Not when I had this crazy fucking secret. I needed time to think about this. Still in a daze, I got my clothes on, and then I stumbled to the door.

“I'm sorry, Lily,” I said softly, but I wasn't even sure if she could hear it on my way out.

I got down to the car outside, and once I was in, I put my head in my hands and leaned my elbows on my knees.

Lily. My employee. My coffee competition. The woman I was secretly seducing in order to get something out of her. The one I was trying to have a normal life with before I took up the throne. That Lily is the princess I've been looking for all along.

For a few seconds, I was happy. With Lily, things would be easier. We got along; clearly, we had chemistry. I always thought that once I found the woman I’d been searching for, I’d be overjoyed. That the weight of finding what I could do to save Lenovia would be everything to me. But it wasn't. I scrubbed two hands over my face, and I leaned back in the seat.

This was never the plan. I was going to marry the right person, save my kingdom, and it was all a business arrangement. It was all about blood. It was all about honor. It was meant to be a mere alliance, and I was not meant to lust after my future wife or have any sort of tender feelings toward her.

Too late.

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LILY

When James left and the door slammed, I stayed where I was on the bed for a few seconds. I needed someone to come and snap their fingers in my face to get me out of whatever daze I was in. I wanted to cry, and maybe the right reactionwouldhave been to cry, but I was still so shocked. He was justgone. The man who’d had only seconds before fucked me into oblivion and who’d looked at me as if I was the only woman he wanted to look at was just gone. He’d looked as if he had seen a ghost.

But I couldn't think why. Was it my birthmark? But why? It was just a birthmark, and it seemed like he didn't like my answer about it. Was a birthmark so disgusting, so horrible? After I didn't know how long, I stood up, put on my robe, and trudged into the kitchen. It was solo wine time. I poured a glass, and after I took a sip, I really wanted to throw the glass against the wall and watch the wine drip down. But only people in movies and rich people could do that, so I kept hold of it.

After the initial shock wore off, I just sort of sat in the dark in the kitchen for a little while. That had been the most amazing sex of my life. It was like he'd really seen me, had really cared about my pleasure in those moments. Our rhythm together was like nothing I'd ever experienced. But maybe it wasn't the same for him.

That's it, isn't it?I was too disgusting, and he had to run off rather than say anything.

I was so humiliated, even more so than after Parker rejected me and went off to be with Sadie instead. All my most embarrassing moments combined into one seemed to pale in comparison to this. A man had seen something on my body, had looked horrified, and then had run off with barely any explanation.

The door opened softly, and I looked up to see Stevie peeking through. “Is it safe?” she called.

“Yeah, yeah, it's safe,” I said. I had forgotten she would come back tonight.

She closed the door, and then kicking through my clothes, she said, “Oh, I see it went well, then. Is he still here?”

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