"One last chance," Jasper whispers putting his index finger and thumb on Eleanor's chin. He delicately lifts her head forcing eye contact.
She passively nods her head getting lost in his eyes.
The sensation of her lips against his delivers a greater high than any drug could bring. Every cell in his body was on fire. He grabs onto her hips bringing her in closer. She responds by grinding her lower body up against his.
Jasper feels short of breath. He was hungry for her. And he had been starved for too long. It took every level of restraint to not speed things up, throw her on the bed, and have his way with her. They were usually rough in bed as it was.
But this was different.
They kiss at a slow pace, massaging their tongues against each other. She lightly sucks on his lower lip driving him mad. Goosebumps cover every inch of his body.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Jasper unties her robe dropping it to the floor. To his pleasant surprise she wasn't wearing anything underneath aside from his necklace. Her body was fucking perfect. Every time he saw her naked it was as if it was the first.
He runs his hands over her breasts as his mouth moves to her neck. He sucks on the indent of her neck that connects to her shoulder. It was her sweet spot.
Eleanor lets out a soft moan groping onto his manhood. She rubs its length feeling it throb against her hand. He scoops her up carrying her to the bed.
His fingers trace her inner thighs eventually making their way up. She was more than ready.
Helping him free of his pajama pants, Eleanor lays on her back with her arms above her head. Jasper lowers his body toward her locking eyes. He positions himself in between her legs moving his hips closer toward her.
"Wait," she breathes heavily. Grasping her fingers onto either side of his face, she stops him in his place. "Don't you ever hurt me again. Do you understand me Jasper Frost?"
He carefully nods his head. She can read the signs of pain that were translated through his clear blue eyes.
"Never again, Princess," he says with sincerity before delicately placing a kiss on her check.
More than ever before, she believed him.
She pushes his lower back toward her signaling that she was ready. He enters filling up every inch of her. She can't help but let out a sigh of pleasure and slight pain. It was a while since they had been intimate and Jasper was the biggest she had ever been with.
He slowly grinds against her taking his time. Her tightness squeezes against him in all the right ways and he instantly knows that he won't be able to last very long.
Eleanor wraps her arms around his neck keeping up with his mellow tempo.
It was the most passionate sex they ever had. They lock lips the whole time gasping for air in between kisses. Jasper laces his fingers with hers pinning her arms over her head against the bed.
Between her increase in breathing and moans, it was a clear signifier that she was close.
Eleanor pulls his body closer whispering into his ear, "faster".
He obeys his Princess thrusting in and out of her with great force.
They were both on the brink. The feeling of ecstasy flows through his body which is quickly interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
Jasper instantly stops in his position with wide eyes. He quickly pulls out of her almost falling to the floor.
"Frost?" Robert's voice echoes through the room.
Jasper shoots Eleanor a look that signals 'fucking hide, now'. She wraps the sheets around her body before bolting for the bathroom.
"Uh.. yeah?" he replies trying to sound as if he had just been awoken. "Just a minute."
After pulling on his pajama pants Jasper wipes his sweaty face with his palms and runs a hand through his hair. Taking a couple more seconds to catch his breath he throws on a crumpled up shirt from the floor and finally walks toward the door.
He only opens it wide enough so that Robert couldn't see inside the room.
"I was wondering if I could have a word."
"It's uh.. it's pretty late," Jasper says instantly cringing at his risky statement.
"I was having a midnight walk and I found that I couldn't sleep," Robert sternly speaks.
"Okay. What can I do for you?"
"It's about my brother," he begins.
Jasper's heart rate accelerates with the fear of what he will say next. Eleanor was just on the other side of his bathroom door. And if he knew her any better, she damn well would be listening.
"I believe he's been scheming with Cyrus."
"Scheming, sir?"
"They've both been walking around here with their heads high. Too high for my comfort." Robert's brown eyes glimmer against the minimal light in the hallway.
"Can't say I've noticed," Jasper blandly replies. And truthfully, he hadn't. He was too busy either being drunk or plotting at how he could get closer to the Princess.
"And this.. this Violet woman," Robert continues. "How did she make it into the palace? Some security we have around this retched place.."
Jasper uncomfortably clears his throat. He didn't know what to say.
It was obvious that the King wasn't listening to him anyway. He was mindlessly ranting. Maybe his devious past was finally catching up with him.
"Did you tell him anything?" he asks lowering his voice.
"Tell who-"
"Don't play games with me Frost," Robert presses. He doesn't waste any time before spewing out a direct order. "I don't want you galloping around the palace with my little brother anymore, is that clear?"
The man was clearly in his head. He was downright paranoid. And Jasper didn't blame him. He would be too if he had schemed his way to the throne with no remorse. Robert did everything he had to do in his power to become King, no matter which member of his family he had to take down in his way.
And everyone in the palace was blind to it.
With exception to the ex-con artist.
"Sir," Jasper quickly responds nodding his head in compliance.
"Now get some rest, you look like shit," Robert projects. "I will see you at 7 A.M. sharp, understand?"
"Sir," he repeats himself. Jasper turns on his heels before closing the door.
Little did he know that the King's eyes followed his security detail into his room. And they fell upon a familiar night gown which was crumpled on the floor.
Jasper didn't know what he was more afraid of- the sociopathic excuse of a King, or the reaction he would soon be confronted with by the Princess.
Within seconds he was faced with his answer.
"What the hell was that?" Eleanor fumes as she exits the bathroom. She looks simply stunned, as if she had just seen a ghost. "Robbie.. he-" She stops speaking as the wheels in her head were visibly turning at an exponential rate.
Jasper turns the lamp on his side table before taking a seat on the bed. He calmly gestures for her to take a seat next to him.
"A lot has changed since you left." He closely watches her. She has trouble maintaining eye contact. "I've been working on the best way to handle this-"
"Handle what?" her voice cracks. Now her eyes were searching his for answers. They begin to flow with tears. She looks terrified and lost. It breaks his heart.
"In the spirit of being 100% honest," Jasper begins. He grabs onto one of her hands while fixing a piece of hair behind her ear with the other. "I'm being blackmailed Len."
She nervously lets out a giggle as if he had to be joking. After all, the term 'blackmail' had been loosely thrown around throughout their relationship. But the anxious smile on her face quickly disappears as she reads his expression. He wasn't kidding.
"More than ever," he begs tightening his grip. "You have to trust me. Let me handle it. If I defy Robert I will be thrown in prison. I will never get to see you again.."
Eleanor's pained expression is too much to look at. Jasper turns his head looking outside the window. His voice lowers.
"And I love you too damn much for that."
Liam was on the phone with Kathryn. He secretly visited her several times a week and had been by her side through the whole pregnancy. Although she firmly believed that it was Robert's, he cared about her too much to let her deal with this alone. They never hooked up anymore.. too much had happened.
Kathryn was extremely scared and he didn't blame her. She was potentially carrying the next King of England in her belly. But she was afraid of Robert after the way he treated her. Although she knew she was wrong for never telling him about Liam, she didn't think she deserved to be used.. or called a whore in bed at that.
"Liam," Eleanor says from behind startling him. She looks far from happy.
"Oh, Len. Hey," he says moving the mouth piece away. "Let me call you back," he speaks into the phone before hanging up. "Is everything alright?"
"I.. I should have listened to you," Eleanor speaks with a defeated tone. She opens up her jacket removing a hidden joint from one of the pockets.
"Well I've told you that all your life Lenny," Liam tries to joke. But there wasn't a hint of amusement on his sister's face. He takes a seat on his couch watching her take a hit. "Talk to me."
She chokes over her words trying to prevent a full on meltdown.
"How could I be so thick?" She takes in another hit before walking toward him. "I doubted you."
Liam was still extremely confused as to where she was coming from. It wasn't everyday that his twin would admit that she was wrong.
"About what?"
"About our god damned brother," she seethes through her teeth. "That bastard."
Adrenaline instantly kicks in. Maybe the moment had finally come.
The moment that someone other than himself saw through Robert's bullshit.
"I was with Jasper last night," she continues. But instantly regrets how causally she spoke of that matter. "We were just you know.. hanging out.. like friends-"
"Len," Liam cuts her off. He gives her the 'stop lying to yourself' look.
"I'm not supposed to speak of this, but I trust you. And we need to get to the bottom of this," Eleanor speaks adamantly clapping her hands together. "There's something you need to know."
1 Hour Later
"Your highness," Rosie knocks on Liam's door before entering. "His Majesty has asked to have lunch with the both of you."
Eleanor rolls her eyes shooting a look at Liam. Now was not the time to break bread with their older brother.
But they couldn't blow their cover.
"Well tell my lovely older brother we will be out in a jiffy," Eleanor sarcastically responds with raised eyebrows.
Liam joins her side nodding his head in silent agreement. They would play naive during lunch and as long as they needed until it was time to strike. More than ever, the twins needed each other in exposing Robert and whatever he may be hiding. They needed to stand as a united front.
Eleanor casually tosses her hair through her fingers exiting Liam's room. He walks by her side in silence, and she's hit with the reality that it was going to be a struggle for them to act 'normal'.
They turn the corner toward the main dining hall. Sitting at the table is Robert solely joined by Sebastian. They were in the middle of an invested conversation, chuckling as if they were old best friends.
Jasper is propped against the wall standing behind Robert. His rigid posture represents his mood. He looks intense, as though a million thoughts were running through his mind.
Eleanor can't help but give him a light smile. But he doesn't reciprocate. His mouth remains in a thin line as his vision moves onto Sebsatian.
"Seb!" Eleanor shouts to her friend. "What- what're you doing here?"
"Hello to you too, Len." Sebastian gives an uncomfortable smile before getting out of his chair leaning in for a hug. Jasper watches intently as he locks eyes with her again. But his eyesight quickly falls to Sebastian's hands which lightly graze her hips breaking the hug. "Robert invited me."
Eleanor stiffly nods her head before shooting Robert a glance.
"Ah, Lenny. Liam. Join us. Sebastian was just about to tell me all about your trip." Robert's earnest smile makes her sick to her stomach.
Liam pulls out her seat for her without saying a word. She plops in the chair next to Sebastian before taking another look at Jasper. Robert was closely eyeing his sister.
"You know what?" the King says turning his head toward his security detail. "You've caught me in a cheerful mood, Frost. Why don't you take a seat? I'm sure you too would love to hear of my sister's endeavors."
Now things were getting really weird.
The tension was so thick in the room you could cut it with a knife. Even Sebastian was visibly uncomfortable looking up at Jasper.
"Thank you, your Majesty." Jasper's mouth barely moves as he speaks. "But I'm not very hungry."
"Don't be silly." Robert gestures to the chair next to him. "Take a seat."
Jasper's eyes shift back and forth before unbuttoning his suit jacket and sitting in the chair.
Eleanor refuses to look him in the eyes.
Liam's jaw is tightly clenched and his eyebrows are furrowed. They both stare down at their plates desperately holding onto their composure.
Why was Robert doing this? It was as if he was plotting Sebastian and Jasper against each other.
Knowing that Jasper was the only person who knew of his dirty laundry, the King sure had a lot of balls to test his security detail.
Simultaneously, he had the common sense to recognize what extent Jasper would go to in order to be in the good graces of his younger sister.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I'm writing this story as it goes, and I have a couple of questions in mind I need opinions on. Do you think Kathryn is having Robert or Liam's baby? Is Sebastian too good to be true? Will Liam be able to keep to himself the news that Jasper is being blackmailed/holding something detrimental from him? Or are his recent anger issues going to blow their cover?
Any feedback is always welcome and helps me improve as a writer. Thanks guys. :]