Royal Sex Novels & Stories

"Why don't you start by telling me what a royal is and why you think I am one." He took the cap off his beer and took a long draught. He looked like he was about to cry. It was so stupid. This guy was a bodybuilder, probably close to three hundred pounds, and acted like some sniveling, downtrodden, bullied... just thinking about it ticked me off. No one should be made to feel how this guy was feeling. I couldn't imagine a life like his. "A Royal is born a werewolf. Royals shift faster than bitten wolves. They have more control over their shifts. They can control themselves mid-shift, reversing the shift even."

I couldn’t possibly help her while she’s in this state, her mind fogged with liquor. But the longer she pants in heat, the stronger the smell of her hormones shed light on her identity. I know better than anyone here about how royals are drawn to the sensual scent of a commoner’s blood. It calls to all of us, fueling our power and our harsher side. Most royals fuck commoners for the fun of it, knowing they couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill the stray, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed.

“Your mistresses Sire. There are currently ten ladies, their portfolios are on your desk for your perusal. As part of the royal family and now the royal customs as well you may choose five to keep and they will be available at all times.” “What royal customs?” Milo was grinning like he’d won the lottery and relaxed further into a sofa by a mini fridge. “Once a royal female is pregnant and in your case on your wedding night, she and her husband keeps separate bedrooms until the birth of the baby, to avoid any complications with the pregnancy.” I started laughing as I looked at him. “Are you serious?” “Yes Sire, it’s how it’s been done for hundreds of years.” “You do realize that you don’t get

But I can not introduce Alex not yet as my mate because if I do people start challenging her and for that she have to shift into her wolf when the competition of suitable candidate for becoming queen and my mate brake out among the packs all because of that stupid royal rule. The royal family wants to produce strong pups who will inherit the king's position. So to get a well qualified and strong female ruler this rule was proposed. Many kings lost their gifted mate and had to rule with their chosen mate. As the bond between the real mate breaks at the moment they die. The relationship between the chosen mate and the king will never be the same. The couple do not survive for too long .

“Raine is none of your concern. King Reginald stood abruptly, his tall frame imposing. “He is very much our concern if he interferes with your royal duty. Refuse this marriage, and we will destroy him. Publicly. We will expose every transaction, every late night visit. The media will paint him as a gold digging whore who seduced the prince. His life will be ruined, school, reputation, everything. And you… you will be stripped of your title and inheritance if you continue this.” The words hit Daniel like a physical blow. He stared at his father, chest heaving. For a moment, the grand study felt really suffocating, the weight of centuries of royal expectation pressing down on him.

A few years, not long ago, there was a fight between two royal parties. The Blood Moon packs, which were wolves and the vampires from the East. Their alliance ended abruptly once the vampire queen was brutally murdered in her castle while they were at war with the witches. The two alliances split up once the war ended after several years. Unfortunately not for the heirs of the thrones as they always seemed to hate each other even in the presence of the council. Katherine De La Dici was the daughter of Xander and Diana De La Dici, the very first of the vampires that there were before the copycats came to be. The Blood Moon Pack was led by Henry and Alison Storm, the first wolves to roam the e

The man had a very dark history among us commons. It is known that the blood of royals is immortal. Meaning, once you’re a royal, wedded to a royal and sealed by blood covenant or born of a royal. You would live eternally. There was only one plant, of which its name is always only known by the King and the Chief Healer of the castle, could kill a royal. It is said its venom is slid into the hilt of a dagger and when it is very necessary, the royal would be stabbed directly in his/her heart to put an end to their lives.

I knew I was about to give Zack, my true love, a full fledged fellatio. I therefore commenced with rubbing his length with my right hand, supporting him with my left hand. How ironic was the fact that most of the palace members were dead to what was going on inside this room. Their soon to be crown King and Queen were about to have a mind-blowing sex and no one smelled a rat. Anyway, I thought, breathing it off, we were husband and wives. Knowing that alone, made me happy and glad.

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

Sidastir said "How could I possibly be useful as a royal partner? I have no political background. I do not belong to wealthy families, so I can not give you wealth. I can not even give you a child, an heir. I have no gifts or talents that could possibly give me some usability as a royal consort," the boy talks slowly as if he was talking to a child. Sidastir held back a remark that the boy's task was more fit towards the bed-chamber than the political field. It was clear that the boy wanted to be productive.