Summary: After a pleasant afternoon with his friends at Coney Island, Drake is back into his hotel and an unexpected visitor brings the news that will keep him awake at night.
A waning moon and sparkly stars embellished the sky on the penultimate night of the Cordonian king’s engagement tour at the states. Drake got out of the shower, put on some random boxers and sat on the chair, resting his feet on the window sill and musing New York night sky.
Spending the day at Coney Island was more fun and tiring than he expected. Who knew playing with his friends driving bumper cars, riding on the Ferris wheel and playing arcade video games could wear him out? He never laughed so hard at Jade’s and Maxwell’s shenanigans and he was pleased to have a picture of the whole gang during a fun moment on his phone. Not that he would admit he saved the photo Maxwell sent in the group chat. I have to turn off the random photos slideshow from the phone screen saver. His thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a knock on his door. I’m not answering that.
“I know you’re in there, Drake. I saw you getting in,” Madeleine shouted.
He rolled his eyes, but stood up and marched to the door. The minute he opened it, she jumped into his arms wrapping her legs around his waist, gripping his neck for support and kissing him fiercely. “And good evening to you too, Madeleine.” He pulled away from her kiss, but still held her. Her breath smelled like rum, coconut, and pineapple.
“Can you skip the formal chit-chat and just fuck me?”
He tilted his head to the side. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” He closed the door and took her into his room. He laid her on his bed, sucking her neck and going down her cleavage. His hands pushed her dress up revealing the lack of panties. “Do you ever wear underwear?”
“Only if I have to,” she replied smirking.
He flipped her over, exposing her bare buttcheeks. “Bad Countess,” he chastised, smacking her ass. She contorted on the bed and whimpered. He began to unzip her dress and take it off, trailing kisses along her back. Drake kneeled on the bed by her side and spread her legs, his fingers sliding from her asscheeks to her folds. Madeleine ground against his hand, pushing her ass up as he buried two fingers inside her.
“Oh, you’re fucking amazing!” She panted. He smiled. He knew her since they were teenagers but he never thought much about her before. She used to come across as cold and stiff to him. Although, watching her talking dirty and urging for his touch certainly gave him a new and different opinion about her.
Her wet slith easily allowed Drake to add another finger into her. Her hands gripped the sheets as her legs began to tremble and she cried out. He got out of bed and picked a condom from the nightstand. He removed his boxers, ripped the packing with his teeth and rolled the condom on his shaft.
Madeleine lied quietly when he got back on the bed, pressing his chest on her back. “I hope you’re ready for the second round,” he murmured in her ear. She placed a hand on his neck, pulling his hair as he plunged inside her. He grunted at every deep thrust into her, while his hands traced the curves of her body with a light feather touch. Drake kneeled on the bed, pulling her hips closer to his, positioning her on all fours.
“Harder!” She growled. He slammed inside her and spanked her butt ten times, leaving a red imprint of his hand on her small buttcheeks. “Yes, fuck!” She panted and rubbed her clit eagerly.
His hands moved up her body and pinched her nipples, pounding faster, deeper, harder. Her body started to shudder again and she would collapse in bed if he wasn’t holding her. Soon she found her release and he followed.
…
Madeleine curled up against Drake, drawing imaginary shapes on his torso. He looked out the window, running his hand through her hair. “I’m surprised you stayed here. I thought you’d be gone by now.”
“Is that your subtle way to kick me out?” She scowled.
“I didn’t mean it that way. You didn’t stay over yesterday, so I assumed-”
“Yeah, I know,” she cut him off. “I just can’t be alone tonight.”
“Why not?”
“Liam broke off our engagement as soon as you all came back from Coney Island. I should’ve expected that after that spectacle at my wedding shower,” she heaved a deep sigh.
“Oh,” his forehead creased. “Is that why you were drunk when you came here?”
“I wasn’t drunk…” a line appeared between her brows.
He scoffed. “You looked like you tired the bartender from making piña coladas.” Madeleine twisted her lips and he lifted his hands up. “But I’m not judging, I just never saw you like this,” he looked at her but she avoided to look back. She stared at her hand, the engagement ring still on her finger.
“Do you know why it took so long for Liam to go down one knee and propose to me at the night of his coronation? It was because he didn’t want to give me the ring that belonged to his mother. He kept the ring in his jacket pocket and summoned a servant to buy another one, but Regina intervened and gave him her own engagement ring. He never gave me a chance.”
“Did you give him a chance?”
“No…” his mouth set in a hard line and she looked away. “He’s such a goody-two-shoes, it’s annoying. But I thought I could convince him somehow after we got married. He was warming up to me. Kind of…” Her brows furrowed.
“Liam might be a dutiful man, but he’s a romantic at heart. He found the woman he loves and she reciprocates. Even if he did marry you, he wouldn’t be with you.”
“I know… I’m not even sure why I feel so hurt about this. He’s a great ruler, but I don’t like him,” she sighed. “I miss Leo… He wouldn’t be so stubborn with all this lovey-dovey stuff.”
“You do know you’re talking about the guy who broke off the three-year engagement with you to marry a random girl he met on a cruize ship, right?”
Madeleine shook her head. “I know him very well, Drake. That Katie girl was just his way out of Cordonia, of his duty as the first born and heir to the throne. She’s a summer fling who was lucky enough to snatch him because he was bored. He’s getting tired of her soon and he’ll come back. You’ll see.”
“How do you know that?”
“We talk through video chats occasionally.”
“Wait, why do you… Do you like Leo?”
“He was my first boyfriend and my best friend. Of course I do.”
“You were about to marry his brother even though you like him?”
“I was marrying the Crown, that was the deal. And you’re the one to talk… You drool all over the floor everytime Jade walks into the room, yet here you are fucking me, Kiara and Olivia in your spare time.”
“I never a had a relationship with her, to begin with,” he gave his shoulders. “Plus, I’m cynical.” Drake stopped to ponder about what he just said. He had never thought about it before.
“So am I. Anyone who wants to survive this mad world needs to be.”
They remained silent for a few moments. Madeleine discreetly wiped away a tear but shook the feeling off quickly. Drake felt the teardrop on his chest, yet didn’t say anything. He simply held her close. “I’m sorry about your engagement.”
“It’s fine. We would probably get divorced after I gave birth to the artificially inseminated heirs he was obligated to have with me anyway,” she bit her bottom lip nervously. “But thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.” Madeleine soon fell asleep in his arms, but Drake stayed another night awake. He knew everything was about to change now that Liam is single again and he had to be ready to face Jade and Liam making their relationship official. If there’s one thing he knew for sure is that it wouldn’t be easy.
