Royally Screwed (Royally, #1)

by Emma Chase

It was an eighteenth birthday gift from the King of Genovia.

I punched my V-card when I was seventeen, with my high school boyfriend. Since Jack, there’s been no one—

“Ten thousand dollars.” I turn around, head tilting. He clarifies. “Spend the night with me and I’ll pay you ten thousand dollars.”

If Helen launched a thousand ships, this girl could raise a thousand hard-ons.

“See you around…I guess,” she says to me. I step forward and take her warm hand in mine, before brushing a kiss across her knuckles. “Count on it, love.”

“You don’t seem like a…” my voice lowers to a whisper, “prince.” Then he’s whispering too. “That may be the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

I want Olivia. In my bed, on my cock, over my face. And I want her to know it.

I catch the curl, rubbing it between my fingers. “I’ll try to keep my nose out of your business.” And I just can’t resist. “I’ll focus on getting it into your pants instead.”

I close my eyes. And swear to myself that I’ll remember how this feels. This moment. This night. Because I’m right on the edge—standing on that thrilling, wonderful precipice where everything is perfect. Where the dreams flickering through my head of how tonight will go are flawless—my witty, irresistible banter, Nicholas’s sexy chivalry, our funny flirtations. We’ll laugh, we’ll dance—we’ll share a good-night kiss. Maybe more. I’m Dorothy gazing down at the Emerald City. I’m Wendy rising in the air after my first pinch of pixie dust. I’m…I laugh to myself…I’m Cinderella, stepping into her coach to go to the ball. And even if this night is all there is, I won’t forget it; I’ll hold this memory close. Savor it, cherish it. It will make the hard times just a little easier, the lonely moments just a little less cold. When Ellie leaves for school, when I’m making pies before dawn in the kitchen day after day, I’ll remember this feeling and I’ll smile. This will get me through.

Nicholas is on the other side of the coffee shop door, watching me through the glass. His eyes are warm and wild, a heated jungle green. And then, slowly, he smiles, broad and big, dimples coming out to play. My chest constricts with unexpected emotion. And my own smile comes unbidden, easy—because it all just feels so good.

“Pretty enough to eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner—and still want more for dessert.”

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“I have just over four months. And when I walked into that coffee shop, I didn’t know that I would end up wanting to spend every single day of it…with you.”

Nicholas cups my breasts in each large hand, and a bolt of tingling sensation streaks a path to my pelvis. He pinches my nipples and I moan loudly, arching my back for more. I feel him shift above me, then his cock slides against my sternum. Oh God, I’ve never done this before.

My hands push my breasts closer, tighter around the slick cock slipping between them. He grips the headboard and it shakes when he uses it for leverage as he fucks my chest.

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“The thing is, pet, we have cocks.” I smirk. “Those of us so endowed really weren’t interested in Disney cartoons.”

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A woman’s weapons of mass destruction are indifference and confusion.”

“I know. I never should have brought you here. It’s the most selfish thing I’ve ever done. But…I can’t be sorry for it. Because you have come to mean everything to me.”

“I love you, Olivia. I love you. And I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to let you go.”

“I was wrong the day we met when I said you wouldn’t do. If things were different, you, my dear, would do…beautifully.”

It says I have no reason not to trust her. That she could never do this to me. Not the Olivia I know. But I turn deaf ears on that voice. Because it lies. I’ve listened to it before—over and over again when I was young and stupid and wrong. I won’t be wrong again. Not about this—not about her. It would…break me.

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“I knew it! He’s Jerry McGuiring you! He’s Jerry McGuiring you, because you complete him!!”

“What I can tell you, what I swear to you today, is this: I will marry Olivia Hammond or I will never marry at all.”

“And so, today, I, Nicholas Arthur Frederick Edward, abdicate my place in the line of succession and renounce all rights to the throne of Wessco. From this moment on, my brother, His Royal Highness Henry John Edgar Thomas, is the Prince of Pembrook.”

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Behind me I hear Logan mutter, “American women are nutty.” Then he tells Ellie, “Get up, possum.”

The world’s gone completely mad. And I can’t remember ever feeling so happy. So fucking free.

You had me at ‘horse’s ass.’”