Guard the Crown: The Royal Alphas by H Q Kingsley

Author:H Q Kingsley [Kingsley, H Q]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-29T23:00:00+00:00

When I woke, our sheets were practically glued to me, and I instantly remembered the night before.

I pried the sheets off of me to roll over in Omar’s grip. I gently kissed him until his eyes opened, and he smiled at me.

“Good morning, Peanut,” he said, his voice scratchy from sleep.

“Good morning…” I trailed off. “I should have a nickname for you.”

“Hmm,” Omar hummed in mock thought. “How about Omar?”

I rolled my eyes. “No. Something cute...what goes with Peanut?”

Omar arched a brow. “Jelly? But I’d really prefer you not call me that.”

I chuckled. “I supposed Peanut and the Jelly Giant is out of the question for couple names then?”

Omar laughed. “Definitely.” He placed a quick kiss on my nose. “Just call me daddy. I told you, I like it.”

“Yeah, when you’re making me come, but I can’t call you daddy in public.”

Omar sat up and shrugged. “Why not?”

“People will think it’s weird.”

“I haven’t given a shit about what people think my whole life. I’m not starting now.”

I pressed my lips together, thinking it over. People had looked at me like I was a freak my whole life, at least for this it would be worth it.

“Okay...daddy it is then.” My cheeks heated a little just thinking about calling him that in front of someone and a hot wave or arousal went through me.

Omar must have felt it, too, cause he leaned in to give me a long, rough kiss.

“Will you fuck me now, Daddy?” I asked, my voice reedy and wanting.

“We can try again, but you’re so tight, Peanut.” His hand wrapped around me to spread my cheeks. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Just fuck me, okay? I don’t care if I cry, just keep going,” I begged.

Omar chuckled. “Well, that’s romantic. Fuck you while you’re crying and hurting. It’s every boy’s dream of a first-time story.”

I frowned. “I mean it. I don’t care if it’s romantic. I just want to have you.”

Omar kissed me. “I care,” he whispered. “Now turn over so I can taste you,” he demanded.

I moved to obey him, and stopped when someone knocked on our apartment door.

“Who the fuck…” Omar grumbled as he climbed off the bed and slipped into his pants.

I followed behind him, equally as frustrated and curious.

When Omar pulled the door open, my breath caught at the sight of Ezra standing there in his royal blues.

Omar growled, quickly pushing me behind him, but Ezra held up his hands in surrender.

“I’m not here to fight,” he said.

“Well, then you came to the wrong fucking place,” Omar bit, his teeth starting to elongate.

“Zyke, please.” Ezra looked to me, and I gently placed a hand on Omar’s arm.

“It’s okay,” I said, feeling him almost immediately stand down.

“I just came to warn you,” Ezra said once Omar had settled. “Father isn’t happy that you haven’t come home, and rumors are getting back to the castle that you’re helping locals build, and...I just think he’s going to do something...dangerous.” Ezra shrugged. “I just thought you should know.” He looked at Omar.

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