Meryln and her birthday crew disembarked their luxurious cruise ship at Jolly island port. She would have preferred it to be just her and Lisa but her irritating younger brother Duke insisted on coming and brought his friend Drew with him taking advantage of the fact that the ship was owned by Livingdale express ships, their family company. She could have stood her ground though but she had a soft spot for him and tried pampering him more since their parents disappeared.
Checking in the vip suite at the hotel, she discovered that her uncle had really gone overboard pampering her for her birthday. Not only did he make full spar reservations for them, he also organised tour guides and made ridiculous shopping vouchers for them. Duke and Drew were only excited about playing new video games than anything else. “Don’t you do enough of this at home Duke?” She did not not get all this fascination with video games.
“You are a girl, you won’t get it.”
“Watch your tongue or I will ship you back home” she warned.
“Sorry Ma’am” he said innocently.
She laughed kissing his forehead, her brother was the cutest and her father’s duplicate.
“Stop doing that, I’m sixteen now Meryln. You are crippling my style.” His sister and Nana just didn’t get that he was becoming a man now.
“I don’t mind you kissing my forehead Lady Meryln” Drew said mischievously. Meryln was the most attractive woman he knew.
“That is my sister, I will ship you back if you don’t behave” Duke warned his friend using his sister’s words. He couldn’t get the fascination all his friends had with his sister.
Meryln and Lisa enjoyed exploring the island and tasting different foods. Meryln was very excited to find leather catsuits for women. They were just perfect for her swordsmanship and jumping hobbies. She bought three different colours despite her friends disapproval. Lisa’s clothing style was elegant but conservative. She would never wear half the stuff Meryln wore and her father would definitely not approve. Trousers, summer dresses and sleeveless dresses were a definite no. “Meryln, now that you are with Prince Charming you should be graceful and elegantly dressed. You can’t be wearing jumpsuits.”
“For heaven’s sake Lisa, there is nothing between us and I need these for my practice not that I need anyone’s approval for what I wear.”
Lisa shook her head, her friend was just too stubborn.
The two friends spent the rest of the day buying gifts for their families and the evening being pampered at a spar. They walked to their hotel suite chatting and giggling ready for a good rest. Unlocking the door their jaws dropped.
“How? what? when?…” Meryln was astounded she could not even construct a sentence.
Lisa bowed in respect. “Your Highness, Sir Diago.”
“Lady Meryln, Lady Lisa”
Meryln’s shock was suddenly replaced by anger. “You are stocking and invading my privacy. Please leave” she said angrily glaring at him.
“Meryln!” Lisa exclaimed shocked by her friend’s behaviour. Prince Scot was not just royalty, he was an heir to the throne. Disrespecting him carried the harshest punishments even death. Her shock was visible in the faces of the other occupants of the room. Diago looked at his friend, Meryln’s disrespect shocking and lethal but Scot was not phased at all.
Scot’s eyes were looking tenderly at her as if nothing happened. “Happy birthday My Lady.”
“Leave now, she roared.”
“It’s okay Meryln, they can stay. We sorted it out before you got here. Drew and I will share my room and His Majesty and Sir Diago will use Drew’s room” Duke explained innocently.
“Leave or I will call security!” she shouted, ignoring her brother.
Scot smiled watching her getting worked out.
“What is so funny?” His expression was frustrating her.
“I’m deciding if I should kiss now or when your security gets here” He said licking his lips seductively.
“Mpf, you are just impossible” she said, storming to her room banging the door and throwing herself on the bed. Why was he doing this to her?
Scot followed her
“Careful Your Highness, my sister is quite ferocious when angry” Duke warned sympathetic with his newfound friend.
Lisa nodded, “what he said Your Highness.”
Scot shook his head, never in his life had anyone feared him being hurt worse by a woman. Meryln was pretty special.
“Don’t worry I know how to handle her” He said opening the door and locking it.
Meryln heard him come in, “what do you want?” she yelled throwing everything her hands could reach at him as he quietly advanced forward to get to her. “Happy birthday Meryln, did you really think you could spend such an important day without your man?”
“You are not my man! Let go of me” she shouted struggling as he pushed her to the bed, pinning her down with his body. What was wrong with this man?
Lisa and Duke exchanged worried looks hearing things crashing behind the door. They knew better than anyone that Meryln’s temper had no bounds.
“Now dear Meryln, you know what happens when you struggle” He whispered on her ear, his lips touching her face sending electric impulses through her body.
Noticing her reaction he whispered again with a husky voice, “my baby needs to be punished and I have just a perfect one in mind.” His hand slipped under her dress softly touching her thighs drawing out a soft moan from her lips. “Music to my ears, just what I want to hear from my woman” he whispered again and kissing her neck.
She swallowed, her chest rising and falling faster than usual. Her body has betrayed her again. She was suddenly filled with deep longing for him to touch her more, kiss her more. Feeling her relax he stopped, her piercing brown eyes met his warm ones. The desire undeniable in both of them. Pushing up her dress, pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor. Getting off her he removed his shirt, gazed at her completely mesmerised by her beauty. “My word, you are absolutely beautiful.” She bit her lower lip, his voice alone too tempting. She got off the bed and touched his masculine chest. He groaned as her hand moved over his tight stomach muscles, the bulge in his pants visible. “Release me Meryln, a punishment without release is a cruel one My Lady. You have ruthlessly tortured me for days now” he said with a hoarse voice completely overwhelmed with desire.
“You are royalty and an heir to the throne, there is no future here regardless of any emotions” she whispered suppressing her own desire.
Understanding her predicament, as hypocrite as it was, virginity was important to most man before they married any woman. “There are other means, we can please each other and keep your virtue” he suggested.
She swallowed, even if she left with her virtue intact, any intimacy beyond this point was crossing a line with him.
Meryln