Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 301: My Royal Lover

**A Few Years Before**

“We should head down now or we’re going to be late for the event...”I said while I struggled to catch my breath.

“Already?” he murmured close to my ear.

Despite just ending a very passionate round of lovemaking, I could tell that Desmond was eager for even more. It had become almost customary for us to make love before he would attend to any official duties. At least the event was being held at a hotel and that meant that we could do it in comfort on the bed in the hotel room while we were supposed to be preparing for our appearance at the event. Desmond held me in his arms as he hugged me from behind before placing a kiss against my naked back.

“We have to go...” I reminded him again as I tried my best to pull up the straps of my dress up my shoulders.

“Let’s go for another round, Dahlia...” he suggested as his hand moved downwards to caress my bare thighs suggestively.

His hand skillfully slipped under my dress before he began teasing the wet mess in between my legs. My pussy was still throbbing from our heated lovemaking from earlier. I let out a moan while cursing silently in my head about just how sensitive my body felt after the prince had brought me to my climax. I bit down on my lower lip to hold my moans in when his fingers began teasing my swollen clit as he massaged it in circular motions. Desmond pressed his body against my back and I could feel his hardened member pressing up against my backside. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

“We’re going to be late..” I reminded him again.

“Not if we make it a quick one,” he replied as his hand moved to lift my left thigh upwards to spread my legs wide open.

“Ahh...” I let out a moan when I felt him positioning his cock close to my quivering entrance.

Although I knew that it was probably a bad idea to start another round right now, I also knew that Desmond couldn’t go down there with his massive erection either. Not to mention the fact that I seemed to care more about his official duties than he did. I cried out despite myself when he suddenly shoved his thick cock smoothly and deeply into my wet hole.

His hand played with my breasts in turn as his hips began moving to thrust his cock slowly in and out of me. My hips began moving along with the passionate rocking of his body as we ground our sex together for deeper penetration. His body felt so warm against mine as he spooned me against his much larger frame.

“Desmond...Ahh...” I called his name before letting out a loud moan when he sped up the rhythm of his thrusts.

Each stroke felt so deep and so satisfying that I couldn’t help but cry out. His fingers teased my nipples by pulling on them a couple of times before his hand returned to massaging and pumping my breast. The double stimulation of his passionate caresses on my breasts and his cock rapidly pounding my hole drove me wild with ecstasy. My pussy clenched tightly around his cock as my body writhed against his.

“Wrap your leg around my hips...” he instructed as he guided my left leg and wrapped it around his hips.

I felt my pussy being spread open even wider and then the next thrust seemed to hit me deeper inside. He pounded roughly into me with each thrust hitting against my womb and pleasure spot. I cried out his name again when I felt myself getting closer and closer to my release.

“Are you about to cum? You’re getting tighter...” he asked knowingly.

“Ahh...Ahhh...” I moaned louder in response to his question rather than answering him in words.

I could feel my pussy spasming around his cock as he continued pumping it in and out of my hole. Lewd moans escaped from my lips as I felt myself inching closer to the edge. Suddenly, he began stroking my clit at the same time that his cock pounded deeply into me. I cried out his name over and over until my voice broke when he began pinching my clit. It felt like my body was melting in his arms.

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Not surprisingly, we ended up arriving a little late to the event. Because Desmond desperately hung on to me until the last moment, I didn’t have enough time to prepare myself properly to appear in public. I honestly didn’t think that I looked that bad, until I saw photos of myself in the news the very next day. The wrinkles in my dress, my slightly disheveled hair, and my slightly messy makeup were some telltale signs that we had just slept with each other. Desmond enjoyed every moment of the backlash that our relationship received along with all the scandalous leaked photos of our public display of affection.

At the same time that Desmond was enjoying the success of our scandalous relationship that worked to fuel his rebellious phase against his father and the royal convention as a whole, the very people that he wanted to piss off felt like he had already crossed the line and that they’ve had enough. Push came to shove, and when Desmond continuously ignored the warning from his father, the king decided to take decisive action to put a stop to our relationship before I could bring irreparable harm to the image of the royal family and the crown prince.

The following day more drama about a relationship was posted on the news and the prince was harshly criticized for shrinking from his duties. Some media outlets made some daring moves to criticize the prince and casted doubt on his ability to take over the throne as the next king citing his lack of commitment to his duties and the well being of the people as the main reason. The message that they wanted to imply was clear enough with the news featuring photos of Desmond and me together. Apparently, I was to blame for all of the prince’s shortcomings. Just as Desmond had planned, I became the villain that threatened the continuity of the royal bloodline and the function of the royal family.

–To be continued...