Royal Seduction- A Dangerous Affair

01|| Adira & Zane.

01|| Adira & Zane.

PRINCESS ADIRA

IT IS INDEED mesmerizing, how one would have their heart, body, soul and spirit filled with so much ecstasy that they’ll endlessly crave for a fulfilling saucy experience when this passion of theirs is activated by their skin being grazed by the right sensual touch, orchestrated by the right person…

Oh Zane! You’re turning me into a poet right now with all these eulogies you make me think off. Damn, those hands of yours really know the right places to touch a woman, to release the barrier holding back her dam of pleasure. To make her crave for feels, feels only you can give…the feels only you can give me.

-:-

Hearing the soothing sound of our lips passionately clasping together was an immense turn on on it’s own.

He is seated in a sprawled position on the bed while I sat on his laps, with my legs curled around his torso. My hands are criss crossed around his neck, as one of my hands ran it’s fingers through his soft textured blonde hair while I felt myself getting more and more engulfed in my passion as the make out lingered on.

He drew me closer and gripped my body tighter, and a sensational chill ran down my spine as I felt his virile hands maneuvering all over my back. His glibly smooth skin pressed mine, so close that it felt much like a second skin. I clung unto his masculine hunk of a body firmly as a small moan escaped my mouth.

His sensational touch kept on enhancing the overall mood and continued to stir up more ecstasic feels in my nerves. One of his hands slowly slithered down to my shorts and began to tug on the hem in a bid to remove them.

Taking this unto another level, I see. But not today, Zane.

My hands swiftly arrived at the scene and halted his intended action. I gently unpursed my lips from his and let out a small sheepish smile as my gaze met with his.

Looking away from his amazing eyes, I softly said, “I’d have to stop you there, sweet lips.”

Zane’s face tainted into a confused stare, characterized by his emerald green eyeballs letting down a bit as his brows furrowed.

“What? Why?” He blurted out. “We were just about to get started.” Zane complained in an annoyed mumble.

I chuckled and let go of his hand then asked, “Why so hasty Zane, love?”

I know he gets particularly excited about these things- even more than I do at times, but right now isn’t the perfect time to have him pleasurably thrusting into me. We had to put a hold to this little fun of ours till after I get back from the small outing my friends and I organized, and it was just about time to start getting ready.

Good s*x can come later.

He crossed his arms with a huff and looked away from me as his confused expression grew into a trifling vexed scrunch.

I tittered a small laugh as I stared at him sulk.

I have to admit, he looks overly cute when he’s annoyed, as his angered scrunch had a way of highlighting those striking green eyes of his.

I’m much of a killjoy, aren’t I, Zane?

“Damn, those boobs.” My thoughts of admiration are jolted away as I felt Zane’s lustful gaze glued to my body and I heard him sleekly mutter pervertedly with a sly grin.

My cheeks flushed red as I soaked in the compliment but I quickly faded the blush and arched my brows at him, then said, “You never give up, do you?”

“Well, I don’t intend to, until I have you moaning my name tonight.” He smirked smugly and I cracked a small laugh at his complacence.

Nevertheless, he reached out his hands and attempted to grasp a hold of my breasts but I smacked his hands away which caused him to let out a loud groan in frustration and it made me snicker.

Woah, woah, woah. Slow down there handsy.

“As much as I’d love to, it would have to be later.” I made known to him after I whacked his hands away. He sighed hopelessly and rolled his eyes.

“Come on Adira!” He persuaded in another flimsy attempt to get a hold of my body and I slapped his hands away one more time. It caused him to retract and mouth a small exclaim of pain, as the slap seemed to have been a bit painful.

Sorry baby.

“It’s Princess Adira to you, sir. And, I said later. Geez.” I facetiously insisted, placing emphasis on my name and royal title. He backed off with a surrendering shrug. I looked at him with a pitiful smile as he was head down, fiddling with his fingers. I sighed as I watch him engage in the boring action.

Aw, all the guy wanted was some fun.

“I’m sorry. But I promise, we’d have this little party of ours later.” I winked with a promising smile and he slowly raised his head up and our gaze met. I flashed him an assuring grin and planted a small kiss on his lips.

“Remember, I have to head out with my friends to celebrate our graduation.” I told him and he nodded understandingly.

Earlier this week, my friends- Brooke, Sadie, Bonnie and I graduated in flying colors from law school and we decided to take tonight out to celebrate.

“I have to prepare and leave soon or else I’d be late.” I told him and with that, I got up from the bed and threw on one of his T-shirts which settled down on my body, quite oversized.

I turned around and blew a kiss to Zane, he caught it and dramatically held his clenched fist closer to his heart which made me to giggle and with that, I walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

-:-

Zane and I started out as friendly roommates and then gradually developed a liking towards each other, it’s been a full blown romantic relationship for almost three years.. When I left the comfort of my father’s kingdom and arrived at New York, America, I was sort of lost at first and couldn’t navigate my way around.

Zane took me in for the first night and we seemed to get along well, even though we had just met. He told me he was a bodybuilder who worked as a trainer at a small gym nearby. He said he took bodybuilding as a hobby and didn’t think for once to turn it into a job, but after high school, being an orphan, he didn’t have anyone to foot his college bills. So there he was lifting weights in a gym and teaching people how to lift weights too.

His story touched me and the next day, I bought a fully furnished two bedroom condo apartment in the urban town and had Zane move in with me. I also went on to enroll him in the university to study accounting. He graduated last year.

It’s amazing how our bond has only waxed stronger over the years and how he turned out to be one of my best friends – aside from my elder sister Ariel and Brooke Glover, my spunky bestie. Not only has Zane become more than a best friend, a lover, he has also taken a special place in my heart. I will always love him.

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I posed as I stared at my dressed up reflection in the mirror. I was clad in a sequined lavender tube dress that clung tight to my skin, highlighting my voluptuous curves. I had on a pair of shimmery black red bottomed pumps and had on a fair amount of makeup as I wasn’t a fan of applying too much makeup that made one look like dolled up clown.

A pair of long black earrings, two bangles on each wrist and a big black pyramid stud necklace, were what my adorning jewelry for the outing consisted of.

Satisfied with my look, I flipped my hair and turned away from the mirror only to see Zane ogling at me.

I smiled and questioned obliviously, “What?”

“You look so gorgeous.” He complemented and I blushed with a giggle.

“Thank you.” I flashed an appreciative grin.

“And that dress, damn. It really shows off those attractive edges I love so much.” He professed with a smirk and clicked his tongue in admiration. I rolled my eyes with a smile and wave him off. “Turn around for me, baby.” He requested and I laughed then spun around for him and he wolf whistled afterwards.

“Sexy ass.” He bit the corner of his lower lip.

I rolled my eyes again and walked away, striding over to the small settee at the end of the room.

“I have to get going now. I’m running late.” I told him and picked up my small lavender bag from the settee.

I wasn’t really feeling up to the task of driving and by the way, Sadie agreed to drive all of us downtown to Legends, a fancy nightclub that just opened not too long ago. So what’s the use of taking my own car?

I was wondering if Zane would agree to drive me to our rendezvous point. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to try.

I swung and faced him with a pout and a sorry excuse of puppy dog eyes “Would you please drive me to Quavers Restaurant? That’s where the girls and I agreed to meet up before heading on together to Legends with Sadie’s car.” I begged.

“I would love to, but I have an important program I want to watch at 9pm and if I drive you all the way to Quavers, I won’t make it in time.” He explained and I intensified my pout and batted my eyes still pleading. “And stop making that face.”

I cracked up a laugh then with a pretend smug look, I jocularly asked , “Shall you refuse the request of Adira Xarvedix, the princess of Brendemonia Kingdom?” I clipped my hands to the side of my waist and huffed in pretend haughtiness.

“Still not driving you, Princess.”

“I shall have your head then.”

“I’d gladly give you head.”

I mentally faced palmed myself at Zane’s once again, display of just how perverted his mind could be. The unamused look on my face made him to snicker and I rolled my eyes.

“You’re incorrigible.” I told him with the eye roll.

“Well, if the Princess was at her Kingdom, she would’ve had a driver chauffeur her to any destination. But this is America babe, a very far, far, far away place from Brendemonia. You’d have to do things yourself sweetie “ Zane stated matter-of-factly and I couldn’t help but agree to what he said.

“Since we’ve both graduated, say, isn’t it about time we return back to your kingdom?”

Returning back to Brendemonia is the last thing I wanted for myself right now. I mean, of what gain is it being in that kingdom? My father has only two children- my elder sister and I and naturally, the throne is to be succeeded by a male heir. My father had none.

My mother is far too old to bear any more children and remarrying is a thing my father wouldn’t even dream of. It is only Inevitable that the ruling power would be passed on to some other worthy family after my father’s passing, and the Xarvedix family would loose the throne they’ve passed on to three generations.

Our fates are already decided and it’s best we enjoy the royal life while we still can. But I’d rather remain here in New York and start up my career as a human rights lawyer, than to go back to the kingdom, only for me to prance around all day in long uncomfortable dresses, and have everything done for me by the servants, while I do nothing but stay prissy-ed up and wait for some posh Prince to come marry me off. Hell No! I’m staying here to make a life and a name for myself, and I really don’t see myself going back to the Kingdom anytime soon.

I furrowed my brows and questioned, “What do you mean by we?” I noticed he used that pronoun and I wonder why.

“Well, we have to return back to the Kingdom to get married, obvi. And for my crowning as the Prince of Brendemonia.” Zane stated with a gloat look on his face and I nearly choked on my saliva as I burst into a delirious guffaw.

Oh, simple minded Zane. If only it was that easy.

My laugh lingered on for a while and then I heaved a sigh, “Ah. Zane, you never seize to amuse me.”

He scrunched his face and stared at me, unamused. Seems he was really serious. “What was so funny?” He inquired sternly and I huffed.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m not going back to the kingdom anytime soon. If we’re going to get married, then we’ll have the ceremony here.” I stated and a brief expression of repudiation swept through his face before he lighted up in a casual expression.

What was that about?

He batted his eyes as if snapping himself out of thoughts, then looked at me and sprang up a smile, “Of course we’d get married.” I grinned.

“We will have the ceremony here.” I repeated and he simply nodded with his smile fading away. The awkward few seconds of silence that followed made me realize I actually had some here to go and I was running late. Jesus, what was the time?

“God, I’m late. I need to start going. Oh, I’m going to receive a thorough yelling from Bonnie.” I exclaimed and went over to where Zane sat, at the edge of the bed, and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

“See you later.” I told him as I walked out of the room.

“Bye. Have fun.” He spoke flatly and I looked at him over my shoulders and saw he was sulked. I shook my head and pressed down the door knob then exited the room.

Is he angry at me because I crushed his dreams of becoming a prince? Well sorry son, you dreamt too big.