The King's Daughter (High Born Book 1) (10 page)

“Are you sure?” He asks.

I decide that actions are better than words to let him know. I quickly stand, my robe still wrapped around my body, covering myself from George’s hungry eyes. Looking at him, I let it fall down my arms to the floor. It’s a little chilly in my room, only the fire keeps in from being too cold so my nipples harden. It could also be because George is sitting, staring up at me as if I am the most delectable food to eat. I watch as his eyes wonder over me, and I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks. Although I still have on my nightgown, I know he can see the outline of my body.

“Come and undress me,” I surprise myself with the certainty in my voice. I am nervous and shaking slightly but that it because I realise this is what I want.

George doesn’t need telling again, and he stands to face me, “You are a glorious sight.”

He places both his hands on my face and kisses me again before asking me to turn around. I’m a little confused as to why, but I do it anyway and George’s hands rest on my hips.

“I cannot wait to see you revealed to me,” he growls. “I want to savour the sight, so do not turn until I tell you to.”

“I never realised you were so bossy,” I chuckle.

“Not bossy,” He nibbles on my shoulder. “I just know what I want.”

George’s hands trail down my legs and I bite down on my bottom lip. I don’t know why, I suppose I have a mixture of feelings and I don’t know whether to laugh or moan. George takes the hem on my nightgown and slowly begins to lift and I raise my arms to help him as he reaches my head. I hear the flutter of the fabric as George lets it drop to the floor and I become very nervous. George is looking at me naked!

I feel his body step closer, his lips returning to my skin as he caresses my back, “Your skin is flawless.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.

George’s hands and lips explore my back while I stand and shockingly start to squirm. I didn’t think just standing and letting a man look at you from behind would be so exciting, but here I am. An impatient and needy mess. I suspect it’s what George has planned for all along.

George comes to the bottom of my back, his hands gliding from side to side and I close my eyes from the sensation. I hear him lower to his knees and my eyes snap open. His face is so close to my bottom, I don’t think I’m as certain about this part.

“George,” I interrupt the silence.

“Shh,” he quietens me. His hands glide over the flesh on my bottom and I allow myself the pleasure of George enjoying me.

He then stands again, but this time so close that there is no space between us. I’m not expecting his hands to wrap around my body and glide across my stomach. They reach up until he feels the skin under my breasts. Teasing himself as he slightly touches the swell of them.

“Touch me,” I eventually gasp.

George doesn’t waste any time and lets his hands touch my breasts. His fingers play with my nipples and it feels so good that my head falls back onto him. As George continues to play with me as he kisses my neck and I become so needy that I surprise myself when I begin to rub my backside against him.

George then groans, “Turn around and let me see you.”

Slowly I turn and watch him as his eyes take me in. He groans and sinks to his knees, grabbing my bottom from behind me and bringing my vagina to his face. My eyes widen from the suddenness of his movement but it soon vanishes when I feel his warm tongue sweep over my sensitive skin. 

I steady myself with my hands in his hair, but he doesn’t stay down there for long. He stands back up and I shriek when he gathers me in his arms.

“Be quiet,” he grins, carrying me to my bed. “You don’t want anyone to hear us.”

As true as that is, I don’t deny that this is very exciting and all so new to me. I laugh as quietly as I possibly can when he drops me to my bed and crawls on top of me. Licking my breasts so much that I claw at his clothes.

“I want to see you,” I sigh when he stops. “Please.”

And with a devilish grin, George strips for me and I am left speechless. Prince George is very handsome and I never thought he could improve on his appearance, but I was wrong. Seeing George naked, his muscles and big penis on show, I see that I was very wrong.

“This better?” He asks, returning to his spot on top of me, sucking on my nipple and releasing with a pop.

“Yes,” I shamelessly admit.

George kisses down my belly and when he gets to my vagina, he licks at it again and my legs fall open wider for him. I thrust against his face and a strange feeling appears in my stomach. It deepens as George continues.

“George,” I gasp.

“Let it take over,” he mumbles against the apex of my thighs. “Let go.”

Deciding that he must know better than me, I do as he says and I’m left with a glorious feeling as it rips through my entire body. My mouth falls open, my eyes close as shocks electrify over my body especially where George’s mouth is.

When the sensation finishes, George stops and I feel him looking down at me. I wonder what he must see. A sweaty girl looking rather ridiculous.

“Beautiful,” he kisses me on the forehead. “Now, are you ready to go again?”

My eyes snap open, “Again?”

George laughs, planting more kisses over my body, “You may be spent my little lady, but I still have something to take care of.”

George thrusts into my leg and I feel his very hard member digging into me.

“Oh,” I realise. “I had all the fun.”

I bite down on my lip, embarrassment from having all the fun taking over but George shakes his head.

“No you didn’t.” He growls. “Believe me.”

“Well then,” I roll on onto my back. “Let’s have some more fun, shall we.”

And George accepts with a playful growl.

As I go about my business, wondering around the castle I overhear a couple of servant girls gossiping.

“Prince George was seen going into Lady Jane’s room?” I hear one say and I immediately stop and stay hidden.

“Apparently so, it was two nights ago now,” the second girl adds.

“The things they would have been doing!” The first girl gasps. “And I bet it wasn’t the first or last time.”

I decide that although I am shocked to hear this, I will not stand to hear anymore. I stand around the castle column and let myself be seen. As soon as they spot me they straighten themselves and curtsey.

“My Lady,” They bow and begin to scurry away.

“Just a second,” I announce and they stop, turning slowly to face me. “I’m curious about your lies.”

One of the girls eyes me cautiously, “Pardon me your Lady, but a friend saw everything.”

“Everything?” I ask. “Is that right? Then maybe I should tell the Princess that you’re gossiping about one of her Ladies and her brother. Or better yet, I might as well go straight to the Queen, she would want to know what you’re talking about, especially because you’re bringing the Prince’s name into this.”

Both of their faces pale at the mention of the Queen.

“No need my Lady, we will keep quiet about this and assure our friend they were wrong,” she hurriedly insists.

“Make sure you do,” I threaten and watch them quickly disappear.

I don’t enjoy scaring the castles servants and staff, but when it comes to someone I consider a friend, I will protect them as I hope they would do for me.

I just hope they are wrong about everything, I have to find Jane and ask her about this. Then she needs to tell Grace, because if it’s true and she hears from anyone but Jane she will be hurt and I know Jane would regret it all.

When I do eventually find Lady Jane, she’s talking with Bridget, Princess Grace’s bastard sister.

“Jane,” I greet her. “I need to talk with you.”

Jane looks between me and Bridget, seeming shocked to my urgency.

“I will leave you to it,” Bridget curtseys and leaves me alone with Jane.

“Are you crazy?” I ask her.

Jane laughs, “Louisa, what are you talking about?”

“I heard some servants gossiping about how Prince George was seen sneaking into your bedchambers,” I do not need to say more, Jane’s face drops and she places her hand over her heart.

“Oh my goodness,” she gasps.

“So it is true then,” I observe, looking around to make sure nobody is around to listen.

Jane looks to me with wide eyes and nods.

The door to my bedchambers open and I’m surprised to see Jane and Louisa arrive earlier than needed.

“Grace,” Louisa greets. “Lady Jane needs a private word with you.”

“Is everything ok?” I look to Jane in concern.

“It all depends on how you look at it,” Jane steps forward. “There are whispers amongst the castle that Prince George visited my bedchambers two nights ago and it was said that he didn’t leave until the rise of the sun the next morning.”

I am stunned, “And is this true?” I ask.

I watch as Louisa stands by Jane, offering her strength for Jane to lean on.

“Yes,” Jane lowers her head. “It’s all true.”

“I made sure the servant girls I saw this morning will not speak of it again,” Louisa adds.

“Although that is good news Louisa, it will not be enough,” I sigh. “I’m afraid if they have already started, they will only spread and it will go up the ranks of the castle.”

I watch as Jane’s face falls and tears shine in her eyes.

“Oh god what have I done?” Cries Jane.

“I’m sorry Jane,” Louisa wraps an arm around her.

“Jane, I will only ask once and I will take your word. Did you have intercourse with my brother?” I ask her.

She stands tall and answers me, “Yes I did.”

I see the sadness on Louisa’s face, although Jane cannot. Jane does not show regret and I respect her for that.

“I’m sorry I went behind your back Grace, I just could not ignore him any longer and I’m afraid to say that I have fallen in love with George. I think he feels the same too,” her voice shakes with emotion. “At least I have that.”

Bless her fragile heart. She has fallen in love with the future King of England and will never get what her heart desires.

I hold my arms out to her and Jane rushes towards me, crumbling in my embrace.

“I am so sorry Jane,” I whisper. “I truly am.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about Grace,” she cries. “I only have myself to blame. Rumours will be spread that I am a whore and I will have no respected husband.”

“I will not let that happen,” I hold her back at arm’s length so she can see how serious I am. “I will do my best to protect you Jane. You will have a husband, to everyone else these are just silly rumours.”

“Grace is right,” Louisa adds.  “Rumours are always circling around here, another will be spread about tomorrow. You will see.”

Jane smiles sadly.

“Jane, I know this will be hard but you need to protect your heart against George. Because of your feelings for him, you are now in this mess,” I hold her trembling hands and try to be as gentle as I can, while also trying to be the friend I want to be for her. “George will be King and he will marry a Princess. I don’t want to see you hurt when that happens and the only way that will happen would be if you try to move on.”

Jane nods, tears now coming down her face, “I understand.”

I really hope she does. Jane needs to understand the seriousness of hat she has done. Not only is she no longer a virgin for her wedding night, but she could be pregnant with my brother’s baby right now. We won’t know until the time is right, but for her sake I really hope she is not. That could really destroy her chance of a good marriage, no man wants to marry the mother of a man’s bastard child.