Royal Sex Novels & Stories

I said after sometime, hoping that I'd get a reason why I should stay away from him. "Because the fate of a Royal is predetermined. To preserve the Royal court's blood line, a Royal must mate with another Royal so that the next in line to claim the throne is pure blooded." Catherine explained to me. "This is a generation-long norm to ensure that the Royal Supreme Court does not wither or weaken and this is why royals are significantly stronger than regular vampires, and why a regular vampire cannot contest a royal." Catherine finished, and I bit my bottom lip to conceal my displeasure.

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

I was free then but now…… “Milady… Milady… Milady… “Reena was screaming from the yard. I groan what is it again? “Reena, what the…. “the opened the door in haste, she tried to catch her breath. “it your…. It your turn… Now and…. “breath Reena, breath, what is it?” “His….. “ “His Majesty, The King” I gasped when I heard the announcement, Reena gripped my hands. “That's it, Good luck “She then dropped my hands and left “Reena what are you……? “

“Marry me again right now—bend me over anything, fill me while the ley lines still sing our names. I’m your perfect breeding queen forever.” We didn’t make it to the bed at first. He spun me against the nearest wall, yanked my robe completely off, and slammed home in one savage thrust. The stretch was blinding bliss, his thick cock dragging through the messy evidence of the throne rut, forcing fresh rivulets of his seed to trickle down my legs. “Mine,” he rasped, pounding deep and rhythmic, one hand pinning my wrists above my head while the other kneaded my breast, pinching the sensitive nipple until I whimpered. “Gonna keep this royal cunt dripping and full until our son is born kicking lig

Ava has made it clear she doesn't welcome me, and who knows how many nobles and elitists in the royal family's circle secretly hate the idea that a commoner could marry a Prince? The King continued his speech, talking about the history of HarmonyMatch and how it has been created and perfected by our forefathers to save humankind and so on. It's a speech we've all heard before, but we still look at the King as if we're all just hearing it for the first time.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

It wasn’t his fault he was born of royal blood, and all I have to do is carry that with him. “How about my son here, Thomas?” King Ricardo suddenly perched. I heard two different things that moment. Coughing and laughing. The coughing was from me and Thomas, and the laughing was from Althea and Keith. “I’m sorry, what?” Thomas, who was in front of King Ricardo, almost drowned in his water. “Thomas is a likely suitable partner for Ruthy. He is of royal blood, he has the looks, the brains and the manners. They would rule Rinovea marvelously,” King Ricardo added.

It's possibly standing in as the head manager of this colossal management company that comes with its own outrageous perks. Some of them include being covert while getting paid well. Also, not looking behind your back all the damn time. And the lesser know perks include flirting with royalty at your own will. The kind that the lesser people never have a clue about what goes on in the lives of royal men. I don't know what attracted me to Ryker. Under his dangerously handsome looks, and charming, easy-going personality, there's something insanely sexy about him. He knows how to control situations and manipulate things that suit him and his eclectic tastes. He always gets anything he wants and

Figuring that there was nothing to do but wait until this evening to get all of my questions answered, I turned my attention back to the book and flicked through the passages, reading a little information about several races before I stumbled on a short passage that made me pause. Royals Royals are families amongst the races, The Bravon's. The Lucia's. The Drovnic's and The Hamult's are the four families of Royal blood. Royal blood has been passed down from our initial ancestors from parent to child and with it carries an ability that is unique to the individual. Royals are protected amongst the races for their blood lines are that of our creators and must therefore be considered sacred. At