Royally Kidnapped by the Prince

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KENNEDY

I love you.

Those words I felt in my heart, embedded to my soul that I’d been wanted to say to him. Finally, now he

knew how I felt for him. My heart was filled with everything.

“I love you, Kennedy.” His voice was breathy. His words were like my salvation.

He laid me down on the bed. I opened and slid my lips against his. He pushed his tongue into my

mouth. We were still fully clothed, but I felt as though we were both naked.

Emotions coiled through me as we deepened the kiss. This was it. I was in love with the man who

cared for his family, for his friends, and his people. And because of my love for him, I took a huge risk

to be a part of his world.

I broke the kiss, gasping sharply. “Babe, take off your clothes.”

In just a few seconds, we were both naked, and standing at the foot of the bed was the most beautiful

man I’d ever laid eyes on—he never ceased to amaze me—and damn, his thick cock. It felt like its

throbbing as he crawled up in bed.

I was already soaking.

My clit was pulsing and aching. My nipples pebbled hard for his attention.

I groaned in frustration as he thrust and slid his cock into my clit, teasing me. He captured my nipple

with his mouth, sucking and nipping it, and the other ached against his fingers as he rolled it with his

fingers. And then he trailed down my belly with his sucks. Just a feather-like touch on my cit, my hips

arched.

“Shh. We should keep quiet.” His words were more like a growl. “We’re on a cruise, darling. Don’t

wanna let them hear us, do you?” He devoured my pussy. He licked, sucked, and laved his tongue

upward from my forbidden hole up to my clit. It was so wrong but mortifying hot at the same time. The

waves of arousal and embarrassment were so intense I felt like I burst into flames. My clit swelled.

He might have felt me. He spread my cheeks apart and pushed his tongue deep, and tightened his grip

on my hips.

I writhed underneath. I bit my lip as I might scream. It just felt so good. My arousal was leaking down.

He lapped my wetness dry, then penetrated me again. It felt so dark and wild, and I might explode as

the pleasure course through me so strong my world started spinning.

I was burning with needs. My inner walls clenched.

He withdrew his tongue and went to my slit. He pushed his finger instead. I felt a sting, but I felt more of

pleasure growing unbearable from within me. With a single suck of my clit, and a thrust of his finger

simultaneously, I exploded.

My entire body spasmed with so much pleasure. My vision blurred for a hazy moment.

He made love with me after that.

***

“Darling?” He was feathery kissing my back. I still felt the burning sensation in my ass and the heat of

embarrassment of the feeling of wrongness and eroticism.

“Yeah.” I remained in my position, lying in my abdomen, still ass naked.

“I wanna get married here.”

I froze, but I was sure I heard him right. I turned to face him. He looked even good with his hair tousled.

“You wanna get married here?”

He dropped his gaze down to my exposed breasts. His hand trailed from my abdomen to my breast,

giving a squeeze.

“Babe?” I snapped my fingers at him.

“I heard you, darling. But you answered me with a question.” He gave another squeeze before he

looked at me. “Lovely tits.”

“You have them. Now, what are you saying?”

He leaned down to kiss my lips. “Let’s get married tonight.”

“What?” I swallowed down the surprise clogging in my throat.

“You have everything you need. I’ll call my parents to come over here.”

I sat on the bed. “You want us to get married here? Are you not supposed to like send invitations, ask

blessings from the King, and announce that you’re getting married.”

A smile tugged on his lips. “You have his blessings.”

My brows knitted. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve forgotten that his room had cameras in each corner and bugged with audios. He played that

part. So he told me when I went to see your parents. He said to marry you.”

My face even heated further. “Oh, my God.”

“Let’s get married, darling. Then we’ll get married again in my country’s traditional way for the sake of

the public. That’s a promise. Name everything you need and want. I’ll have them for you this morning.”

“Are you sure you wanna do this?”

“I am. Never been sure than anything in my life. That’s if you want because this is what I wanna do.”

I drew a deep breath. “Oh, my God. I can’t believe I’m gonna do this tonight.”

***

My parents, my friends, Alessia, Thayer’s parents, and his sister Carlott whom I asked her to be my

maid of honor. With his friends Lud and Ash. Everyone we cared about. Of course, the King was

around with his air medics.

Apparently, Thayer had been planning all this before he went to see me in Dubai, and now I was

wearing a V neckline bridal gown by Vera Wang since this ceremony was private.

It was a lovely night up in the deck. The weather was perfect as if the universe was in our favor. The

live string orchestra started playing. My heart started pounding.

“Ready?”

“I think so.” I chuckled.

I blew a deep breath when the wedding coordinator gave me a signal. I walked into the aisle with my

father beside me.

My eyes started to get teary—tears of joy and among other emotions.

My groom. My groom came to view with Ash beside him. I didn’t think I would ever get used to seeing

him so gorgeous. Now he was wearing just a light beige three-piece tux.

I inhaled a deep breath again.

“Honey, don’t cry.”

“I know, Dad. I’m sorry,” I whispered.

Dad gave me to Thayer.

We stood before the minister and started his short sermon. My hand was always in Thayer’s grip the

whole time, giving me a little squeeze.

“Prince Thayer Camren, do you take Kennedy—”

“Yes, I do.”

I held my laugh, but everyone was already giggling.

“With all due respect, Your Royal Highness. Prince Thayer, you have to let me finish first because you

answer.”

I looked at him. He was smiling at me, and those eyes were the most beautiful thing I’d seen tonight—

they sparkled brightly than the stars above us.

“My apology. Please, continue.”

“Prince Thayer Camren, do you take Kennedy Emmersyn Ann to be your lawful wedded wife, to live in

holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for

as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.”

“Kennedy Emmersyn Ann, do you take Prince Thayer Camren to be your lawful wedded husband, to

live in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all

others, for as long as you both shall live?”

I smiled. “I do.”

“Do you have the rings?”

Siena came forward with our rings.

“All my life, I’m groomed to be the best version of me, to be the future wise leader, but nothing would

matter without love, without a partner by my side. Khalil Jibran once said, and think not that you can

direct the course of love. For love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Trust me, my love, I didn’t

write or practice this because there are no words to express how much I love you. But tonight, I only

have one promise to make, to love you forever.” He slipped the ring into my finger.

I pressed my lips together in a hope that my tears would not fall, but it was too late. I told myself not to

cry tonight, but maybe, this was different. I just heard the most beautiful words coming from the man I

loved. I thought it was an excuse.

“All I wanted was a simple life surrounded by the people I cared about. But things have changed when I

met you. You gave more meaning to my life—you gave me purpose. You gave me reasons to take

risks. At this moment, we stand before our family and friends. I would not wish anyone to be my lifetime

partner in this world than you. And I pledge tonight to love you for the rest of my life.” I slipped the ring

into his finger.

“In the presence of your family and friends, you have joined yourselves in marriage. I declared your

marriage is valid and blinding and rejoice to be recognized as husband and wife. Prince Thayer, you

may now kiss your bride.”