Kingsman Eggsy Suit Novels & Stories

King: Eager, are we? Me: Very I put my phone down and take a moment to calm myself down, and then plan what I’ll wear. I step out a little while later in a butterfly embroidery ripped denim overall with a white sweater to go, and white sneakers. My hair is in a cute messy pencil bun, and I believe Aria will be especially proud of the way I look. King’s Tesla is in our driveway, and for someone who is on the top of my father’s hit list, he is awfully bold just...

“Congratulations. That is fantastic news. Onyx shakes Aiden’s hand before excusing himself to collect something. Onyx has a Gold, White, and Blue box as he returns. “What is this?” King Aiden asks Onyx as he hands it to the two of them. “Just a little something.” Onyx stands behind me and wraps his arms around my stomach to watch the pair of them. “I will hold it; you open it.” Aiden requests Judith. She slowly slips the cover off the box and holds up the little jumpsuit for the prince. “Oh, look how gorgeous this is!” Judith is overjoyed looking at all of the details on the little outfit. “Where did you find this? I was looking for something similar when Aiden told me we needed an introduct

“Now, all I want is to hear you scream my name as I take you.” He yanked her sweats down, and Romaine propped up on her elbows to watch as he stepped back and started removing his jeans. Never taking his gaze from her face, Kingston flicked open the button and pushed the denim down, leaving him clad in black briefs. He removed a package from his pocket and threw it on the bed. Then he paused briefly before stripping naked and kicking his underwear to the side. Dear God, he was gorgeous… Kingston radiated a masculine grace evident in his carriage and the proud tilt of his jaw. Romaine licked her lips and drank him all in, every sloping muscle and hard angle, every inch of his throbbing member

Ulia twirled around with the silk in her hand. She pulled the pin down and the beautiful dress came into view. 'Unique.' That was the only word I had for the dress. Royalty. This was one of the finest silks in the land. A fabric only worn by the noblest of them all. The King barely wears it and mostly for important meetings. Why would the King give me one of these? Was this another form of punishment? What was his game? He made me a Lady after declaring me a slave and now he dresses me up?

Sink or swim, little bird. The doors swung open, and four men in sharp, European-cut suits entered, the Kingsman representatives. They were seasoned, weary, and clearly unimpressed by the presence of a new assistant and a boyfriend who seemed more interested in his reflection in the window than the balance sheets. “Let’s begin,” Killian rumbled.

All waiting to see me. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t sure I ever would be. “Hey.” I turned at the sound of Kingston’s voice. He crossed the room in three long strides, his presence wrapping around me like a shield. He looked like a true Alpha King in his black suit with a Silverfang crest on his lapel. As always, he held the quiet authority of a man used to commanding attention, but his eyes were all mine. Soft. Steady. Unshakable.

Very Kingsman. I go over to the shelves and run my fingers across the shirts on the hangers. Over half the shirts are white. Some have thin red, blue, or green stripes. Others are pastel colors—light blue, pale pink. On quite a few, the placket and underside of the collar are contrasting colors, clearly a style he favors. Another rack contains more casual dress shirts—mostly dark colors: purple, black, and navy-blue, some of them patterned: paisley, checked, or with flowers.

Armand's voice came from behind him. "Of course my king, is there anything I can assist you with?" he asked facing his king though his eyes did roam my body for a couple of seconds. The fairer skin fallen angel had almost the same build as Armand, he was tall, carved with muscles with a strikingly handsome face. Magnus let his hair grow just under his ear. Perfect for a firm grip. The king's darker skin complexion and long dark hair made him appear more regal, while Magnus's lighter skin shade reminded me of his angelic past.

A thousand and ten questions ran through my head and I felt like turning back and running away. The wheels in my head stopped turning when I made eye contact with my very handsome mate. "Ouuuuuu, has he always looked this edible?" Jasmine asked in my head. "Girllll, he seems to amaze me more everytime I see him. It's like he gets more handsome everyday", I replied back to her. He looked so amazing standing there in his black three pieces suit. Everyone faded to the background and all I saw was him. He looked regal and majestic, he was the Alpha King after all.

Plus, the kingdom was at stake; they couldn't have feral kings ruling because both kings could only think about was their mate and not the kingdom if our mate wasn't close by. Throwing on a pair of grey suit pants and a black shirt and belt, I folded my sleeves till my elbows, slicked back my hair, and wore a pair of black dress shoes. I grabbed the matching grey suit jacket in my hand and left for dad's office. I saw Jayden waiting for me in a navy blue suit and white shirt with light brown shoes; his hair slicked back just like mine.