Authors: Kate Shepherd
MC BIKER ROMANCE: Bad Boy Romance: BETRAYED: (New Adult Motorcycle Club Navy SEAL Romance) (Contemporary Military Romance Thriller) (111 page)
While he tried to loosen her, he used his other hand to massage her breasts until he thought that she was ready. She was a hot and sweaty mess by the time he'd prepared her for the main course, and he just gave her a kiss and gently nipped along her jawline, making her shiver.
"Are you ready to receive your new king?" Neculai asked as he ran his long, elegant fingers along her torso, stopping to tweak her hard nipples.
Aurora closed her eyes at that and moaned out, arching her body into his every touch as she moaned. She was an ambitious virgin, that was for certain. "Yes, I'm ready," she replied, taking his hand for a moment and holding it, just to feel closer to him. She was falling into bed with him a bit too fast for her taste, as she always imagined herself being properly courted, and never copulating until marriage. All that had fallen away nearly effortlessly thanks to Neculai, but she at least wanted to know that he cared for her as more than just a beautiful woman that he was bedding. She was relieved when Neculai held her hand back and gave her another kiss.
"If you’re not ready, we don't have to keep going," he said softly, holding her hand tighter.
"No! No, I'm ready!" Aurora insisted. "I'm just a bit . . ." she trailed off, biting her lip and looking away from Neculai with a blush.
"Nervous? My dear, there's nothing to be nervous about. Just relax and let me show you how much fun there is to be had," Neculai said, and then gently pulled his hand away from Aurora's, then ran his fingers along the insides of Aurora's thighs, making her shiver once again.
"Okay," Aurora agreed, looking at Neculai with total trust in her blue eyes. He almost felt bad for bedding such a pure and innocent girl, but that was also why he couldn't possibly resist.
Neculai carefully lined up his cock with her entrance and pushed it inside, centimeter by centimeter, though he had to stop almost immediately to let Aurora adjust to the feeling. She gasped sharply and reached out her hand, gently resting it on his chest, silently asking him to wait.
Though Neculai was quite worked up in the fun of the moment, he stopped without a second's hesitation and just leaned forward, giving Aurora kisses on her cheeks, forehead, nose, and then a tongued up kiss on her lips. Her tension quickly went away, and Neculai felt the taut body below him relax. So, he slowly began to thrust--shallow at first, though Aurora began to respond with loud moans.
"Oh, that's so good," Aurora moaned out as he got deeper inside, and she didn't last long. As he kept thrusting, he began to rub her clit. Though it was quite a juggling act, he pulled it off with effortless finesse. Clearly this wasn't his first time, though Aurora couldn't be bothered to worry about that as she just enjoyed herself. Not long into the pleasure, she let out a final moan, and then all went white for a moment as she experienced her first orgasm.
Neculai continued thrusting until he finished inside of her, then he laid down and pulled her into his arms, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "That was rather fun. We'll have to do this more often," he said, chuckling a bit as he held her to his chest. She just mumbled something in the affirmative through her sleepiness, yawned, and fell off into a deep and dormant sleep.
When morning rolled around, she got out of bed and got her dress on, then walked out into the hall. She smiled when she saw Dracule, dusting the pictures in the corridor and waved to him.
"You know, I never pictured you to be a necrophiliac, Madam," he said with a sly smile, and Aurora could just feel the blood rushing to her cheeks.
"Oh, shut up! Do you want someone to hear you!" she shouted, probably loud enough for anyone in the entire hall to hear. Still, Neculai slept soundly, tucked away under the covers, warmer than he had been in hundreds upon hundreds of years.
Aurora worked out, with Neculai's guidance, a way to get the royal council to accept a union between them. He seemed always to know what the best solution to her problems were, to an almost frustrating degree. She had to get an answer as to how he managed.
"Neculai! Stop right there, mister. You're being held for a royal interrogation!" Aurora said one morning as Neculai was leaving to go down to breakfast. He whined and looked over at his wife, pouting that he was being held up. Of course, he had no interest in actually eating the food, but being held for a royal interrogation didn't sound like a very enjoyable experience.
"What exactly was your reign like, all that time ago? How did you have the experience for everything?" she asked, sitting down on their plush bed and waiting for an answer.
"Well, my queen," Neculai answered, walking over to the bed and putting an arm around her. "I ruled after Vlad the Impaler. Vlad's son was actually my best friend, and the man that your Dracule is descended from. During my time, the Mongols were threatening Romania because of the Dracule line taunting them--which is a big reason as to why they had to give up the throne. In addition to that, the country was suffering from drought and other plights. During that time, I managed to see the country through all of it. Perhaps not as expediently as I helped you, but I had two hundred years to think about where I made my mistakes--and where I triumphed," Neculai replied.
Aurora was surprised to hear about this, because she wasn't aware of much during Neculai's reign, due to the fact that he had been erased from the country's history by the scribes. She hadn't even realized that the Mongols were a problem during that time.
"That's amazing," Aurora said, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. She always did love how open he was. "Is that all you thought about while you were trapped in your prison?" she asked, looking into his deep crimson eyes.
"No. I also thought about how lovely it would be to have a wife with such delicious blood as yours," he said, and just laughed at the indignant look that she shot him. "No, my queen. My thoughts were perpetually about the regrets that I had during my time as king. When you're trapped away from anything positive, that's all that you can dwell on."
Aurora just held Neculai close. "I guess being trapped beneath the rock and never seeing the sun would do that to you," she commented, rather thoughtlessly. Neculai just laughed again upon hearing that.
"I don't believe I minded being away from the sun too much," he said. "But you're right about something. Not having any light in your life is a depressing thing indeed. Luckily, I don't have to worry about that, now that I have you," he said, and gave her another kiss. "Now, how about I grab some breakfast before going downstairs?" he asked, grinning. Aurora just blushed and giggled at that, but she couldn't refuse her king, now could she?
For Kassie, life seemed to be going at a stagnant pace. She didn’t really have much going for her so far, and the only thing she could really look forward to was the next day off she would have from Gene’s Diner. It was the only place in town that wasn’t some crappy fast-food joint. Gene’s diner was the place everyone went to, and that’s where she worked for the past three years of her life.
“Can I get a refill?” a customer asked as he pushed his coffee towards Kassie.
“Sure, sir. Give me just a second,” she replied. She didn’t really know much about the guy, other than the fact that he was a trucker who would frequent this place every so often. He usually went out of his way to be nice, so Kassie didn't mind waiting on him.
“Hey, I want my food!” someone said rudely. Sure enough, it was that family of four who were always so demanding when they came in. They frequented this place every Sunday after church. The diner was a nightmare during this time, but the tips were better than usual. She hated these really busy kinds of shifts, but would often volunteer to work them anyway.
Kassie fulfilled the orders that the customers barked at her all while mentally swearing and yearning for 5pm when she got off. She could already feel the excitement coursing through her body. She would get to go home, sit her butt down on the couch, sip some wine, and maybe even watch some reality TV.
Of course, she wouldn’t mind introducing some more exciting plans into her stagnant, single life. She hoped that one day, she would finally get to meet someone she could connect with. She didn’t know when that day would come, but she was always keeping her eyes out. Unfortunately, the diner usually only brought in the worst of people.
However, a few hours later, there was the familiar ring of the bell. It was nearly 4:30, which meant that it was probably going to be her last customer of the day. She assumed it was just another frequenter, but was taken aback when her and the new customer made eye contact.
He was an attractive man with blue eyes, and a built body. His once shaven head was beginning to grow back, but she recognized that cut. He was clearly in the military. The diner did get military guys now and again, but Kassie had never seen this one before. She twirled her brown hair while she tried to figure out how to speak to him. He seemed so much different than the customers she was used to dealing with, full of vibrant life and energy. His eyes met hers, and immediately, she squeaked:
“Sorry, let me get you seated,” she said nervously with an overly high-pitched voice.
“It’s fine. I’m OK with waiting,” he said.
“No. I should’ve been a bit more on the ball than that,” Kassie explained.
“Really, you’re fine. Trust me. I know you're busy,” he said.
His voice was deep and soothing, and immediately Kassie could feel her face becoming red. She had to try to not her nervous flutters get the best of her.
“Well let me get you started. What would you like?” she asked him.
“A black coffee would be great. By the way, what’s your name? I figure I should get to know the people I’ll be seeing in town,” he said.
“Kassie. And you?” she asked.
“Brandon. I’m ex-military, Army to be exact. I just moved into the area” he said.
“Nice to meet you.” Kassie chirped. “I thought you may have been in the army, but I didn't want to assume things,” she admitted.
“So how long have you been here?” he asked her.
“About three years. Been trying to get myself together. It’s been hard though, a lot has gone on,” she told him. A few years ago her mother and father passed on, leaving her with a substantial debt. She finished school, but her degree didn’t matter here, and she yearned to get out and start a new life somewhere else.
“Yeah. I had my own share of drama as well in the past that I’m looking to bury,” Brandon said.
“Well I hope that you’re able to do that. If you ever feel like you need to talk with someone, I’m all ears,” she said to him.
“Thank you Kassie. It might be hard for you to understand it, but maybe I’ll explain eventually,” he said.
“That’s fine. Let me get your order in though,” she told him.
The two of them continued to talk after she put his order in. The diner had started to thin out, and the other waitresses were able to take care of any of the remainder of the customers. Kassie could see that this guy was definitely a strong and kind soul. They talked a bit about where he was from, a city she had never heard of but seemed interesting nonetheless. He apparently joined the army when he was 18 and left at 23. He got out due to a personal issue and had mixed feelings on whether he missed it or not. Kassie felt like she met a kindred spirit, and she ended up staying an hour past her shift to talk to him. Brandon felt the same way, but also couldn't help it as his primal instinct guided his eyes to her large breasts and thick hips.
As they parted ways, Brandon turned around and noticed Kassie's round ass. He was a military gentleman who didn't usually look rudely at women, but Kassie's ass looked so big and succulent that he couldn't help but stare.
He left her a tip, way more than she normally got. Written at the bottom of the check was a message. As Kassie read it out loud, she immediately blushed.
“I would love to get to know you better. Here’s my number 778-985-1243.”
Chapter Two
Kassie looked at the number on the receipt, wondering what she should do. It had been a while since a man asked her out, especially one as handsome as Brandon. She decided she would call later, when it didn’t seem so overwhelming.
She went home, and sipped on some wine while turning her TV to a random cooking show. She watched it absentmindedly, trying to figure out if she should call him or not. This was the first time in a while she had been courted like this. It was a small down, and the pickings were scarce. She didn’t want to come off as too forward, but he did offer her his number, so it wasn’t like she was stalking him or anything.
A couple of days passed, and Kassie was still working to build up the courage to call. He didn’t come back to the diner yet and that made her a bit uneasy. Her friend and coworker Bianca looked at her, shaking her head.
“You know, ogling that piece of paper won’t make him magically come out and talk to you. I don’t think that receipt is a spell to summon him either,” Bianca said.
“No, but I’m worried about how this will go. This is the first time I’ve ever been given a number by some guy I’ve just met. I don’t want to seem desperate,” she told her.
“Honey, hanging on to this will only make you feel worse. Trust me, I’ve been there before. I used to be married, and I remember that when I first got courted and it was terrifying. But you have to go through with it. Hiding in the corner isn't the way to get what you want out of life.” Bianca said.
Kassie nodded. She knew that Bianca had a point. She took it upon herself to call him after her shift, hoping that she didn’t seem too desperate. Of course, the entire night she was fumbling around, distracted by her thoughts. She tried to save face because she didn’t want to miss out on tips, but it was difficult. It was definitely not an easy feat to keep herself composed while she mulled over how the conversation would pan out.
When her shift ended, Kassie practically raced out the door. She went to her car, dialing his number and holding the phone in earnest trying to breathe evenly. She needed to stay calm. This was just a guy, not the end of the world. After three rings, he spoke.
“Hello?” he asked.
“Hey there. It’s Kassie. From the diner,” she stated.
There was a pause, and then he spoke once again.
“Oh hey there Kassie! Wow, I’m shocked I finally got to speak with you again. How you been?” he asked.
“Good,” she chirped, an octave higher than how she normally sounded.
“That’s good. I’ve been all right. Sorry I haven’t made it out to the diner. I’ve been really busy,” he told her.
“That’s fine. It’s not the end of the world, it happens,” she told him.
“Well, I’m glad you’re not worried. Anyways, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out. I have this place out by the lake, and there are some cool trails out there. I think it would be a fun thing for the both of us to do” he said.
Kassie thought about it. This would be the first time in a while that she would get to go out on a date with a guy. She hadn't met too many ex-military guys, and the fact that this one was so stringent about wanting to hang out made her heart flutter.
“Sure, that’s fine. Are you off Friday?” she asked him. It was one of her rare nights where she wasn’t working.
“Sure am. Let’s hang out then. I’ll text you the address,” he said.
“Great,” Kassie chirped.
They hung up, and Kassie finally breathed again. It had been so long since she talked to a man on this level. She pondered why she took so long to call in the first place. That didn't matter, though, she was going to hang out with him and she was beyond excited!
The next couple of days were like a blur to Kassie, most of them spent slaving away at the diner and thinking about Friday. When it came, Kassie, spent the entire day trying to figure out what to wear. She finally settled upon a black pair of skinny jeans and a blue shirt that accentuated her coke-bottle figure. The black jeans were tight, showing off her shapely ass which jiggled slightly with every step. The shirt was low enough to show just a hint of her shapely beasts, but not too low to be considered slutty. She did her hair and dotted her face with makeup before she headed out. Kassie was trying to relax, but the fact was that she could barely contain her excitement.
She headed over to his place, a small and quaint cottage on the edge of town. She walked up to the door and knocked. She heard a crash inside followed by dead silence. Kassie wondered what the hell was going on, but then Brandon appeared.
“Hey there,” he said, smiling warmly at her.
“Hey there. Everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, sorry about that. Just getting ready,” he said with a familiar smile.
“Well that’s great. So what’s the plan?” she asked him.
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go hiking? I mean, it’s not like there is a ton to do around here,” he offered.
He was right about that. The town was small and boring, but this part was quite pretty. She also hadn't been spending much time outside, so she was excited to get out into nature.
“Sure, that’s fine. Let’s get out of here,” she replied.
The two of them walked out, with Brandon locking the door behind him. They started to trot down the path, the two of them smiling pleasantly. There was silence so far, both of them trying to figure out what to say. Kassie was a bit nervous, but couldn't help but feel an overwhelming feeling of safety and security around Brandon. Brandon's composure was cool and calm, but he couldn't help his eyes from glancing over and admiring her deliciously thick figure.
“So what made you want to move here of all places? It’s not like this town is the liveliest place on earth,” she asked him.
“Well, to be honest, I really didn’t have anywhere else to go. I needed to some place cheap that had privacy and this area fit the bill. I also write and find wooded areas like this very inspirational,” he told her.
“I wish I could get out of here. The art degree that I got doesn’t mean shit in the real world. I do a bit of painting here and there, but not enough to make a living. I would love to leave one day,” she told him.
“I can relate, but for me this has been the nicest experience I’ve had. It’s been rough for me, ever since I was a child. I’ve had a hard family life and going into the military felt like my only option after high school. I also had something else happen, something that I’m not very comfortable with telling anyone, and it’s been aching at me and eating away at me for a very long time,” Brandon explained.
Kassie paused, looking at him for a second. He seemed to be scouring the area, almost like he was looking for something. Could there be something dangerous out here?
“What was it? I know that military life could be harsh and I am all ears if you feel like sharing.” Kassie inquired.
“I didn't have your typical military life. So many things happened that I haven't shared with anyone yet. I’m sorry if I’m being vague Kassie, but I’ll explain in due time. I want to come to terms with it myself before I tell anyone. I’m also on the lookout for something, something I have to take care of. I don’t want to get you involved Kassie, that’s the last thing I want,” he said.
Kassie nodded, trying to comprehend it all, but feeling very confused.
“Well if you ever feel like you’re ready to spill the secret, I’m all ears. I won’t judge you. I know that we all have our demons from the past that we must come to terms with, and I’m not your enemy,” she told him.
“It’s not you Kassie, it’s me. I’m afraid of letting others know because I'm afraid they won't understand. Maybe you’ll find out eventually, but to be honest, I would rather you not.” he replied.
Kassie started to speak, but then she felt like it was useless. He clearly didn't want to talk about it so there was no point trying to further the conversation.
