Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!

Emma trembled in anticipation as she watched from the royal box as the knights prepared for the joust. The noise of the crowd had settled into the background the moment Sir Jones took off his helmet. It was Killian.

She smiled over at her father, King David, making sure he didn't notice her interest in the man. She was glad her perceptive mother had stepped away to tend to her younger brother. She would have noticed Emma's interest in the knight.

Once her mother returned, she had a tight rein on her emotions. Her father smiled at his wife and indicated that the joust could begin.

Killian was magnificent.

He placed his lance perfectly to unseat the other knight who ended up on his butt, hitting the ground hard. He stood and his squire attended him, grabbed the horses reins, and they made their way off the field.

Sir Jones rode over in front of the royal box and bowed to them respectfully.

King David said, "I was sorry to hear your father was no longer going to participate. I see why now. He's still strong, but incredibly competitive. You're quite skilled."

Killian smiled, "Thank you, Your Highness. He will be honored by what you said. I hope I can live up to your assessment of me."

Queen Snow gave him a kind smile and said, "My husband can spot talent. I'm sure he's right about you. How is your mother? I know she's quite ill."

"Thank you for asking after her. The doctor insists she stay home, but I hope it's okay to say her hope goes with me. She wants me to bring back a win."

Emma burst out laughing, "Oh now you've done it. My mother will be rooting for you from now on. She's always touched when a son does things for his mother."

She noticed he didn't quite look at her when he answered. His eyes were more focused in the direction of her father. "I couldn't ask for a greater honor than to have my mother and my Queen rooting for me."

"Ah, and now you have my mother tearing up. Well done, brave knight."

King David had noticed that too and said, "You and your father will be seated with us at dinner." One of the nearby pages ran off to inform the staff of the seating change. "We will let you get your horse back to your tent. He's done well today."

"Thank you, Your Highness." He then bowed to them and did as the king bid him do.

Once Killian's squire pulled his gloves off, he ran his fingers through his hair and let out a rough breath. "Bloody hell!" He was going to be sitting with royalty at dinner.

He handed off his horse to be tended to and found his father. "Well, put on your best clothes tonight. We're sitting at the royal table."

"That is what you were talking about?"

"Partly, also the Queen is rooting for me."

His father shook his head with mirth, "How did you manage that?"

"I'm doing this in honor of my mother."

His dad barked out a laugh, "She is sentimental. It's good too since she also has a fierce temper."

"Yeah, well, you didn't warn me the princess was so beautiful. I almost fell off my horse looking at her. A lance can't take me down, but one look at her beautiful eyes, and it nearly undid me."

Emma paced her room. She used the excuse of the invitation to dinner as a reason to adjust room assignments. Luckily, this version of her was just as inquisitive as her actual self, and she had extensive knowledge of the secret passages in the palace. She now had Killian in a room she could sneak into.

She wanted to stun him, so she planned on arriving naked.

Now she just had to make it through dinner with a sexy man whom she was married to but didn't remember her. A sexy man that won the tournament that day. Damn, that was so hot watching him knock people on their asses time and again.

Dinner was exquisite torture for Emma. She loved watching him talk with her father, but she was wet and aching for him. Talk of his prowess and abilities turned her on. She discreetly checked throughout dinner that her nipples weren't poking through her bodice.

When dinner was over, she had her personal maid monitoring when Killian had dressed for bed and running interference with the other women who were impressed by his abilities. She knew she wouldn't be the only one with the idea of slipping into his bed.

When Emma stepped out from the passageway through the hidden door in the wall, Killian was looking out his window, blissfully alone.

She quietly padded across the room and wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing herself to him. He patted her hand, and without changing his gaze from the sight out his window, he said, "I'm not up for a random fuck tonight. Sorry."

She huskily whispered, disguising her voice. "What if I'm on top? I can do all the work."

He reached back around and pinched her bare ass, "It wouldn't be you I would be picturing."

She lowered her hand and stroked his cock through his nightshirt. "You can call me any name you want."

"And you wouldn't tell?"

"I promise I wouldn't, but are you sure it matters? Do I even know her?"

He snorted in response. "Everyone does. I'm trying to decide if I'm going to call you Emma or Princess."

She wanted to burst out laughing, but she held it in. "You want to fuck the princess?"

He pulled up his shirt and wrapped her hand around his hard shaft. "I've been this hard since the moment I saw her."

She nibbled his shoulder and stroked the head of his penis. "Well, aren't you naughty thinking of her like that?"

"You have no idea how bad I've been."

"Tell me," she whispered. "I want to know what you want to do with her so I can please you." She then fondled his balls.

He closed his eyes and rested his forehead up against the window frame. He was pretending it was Emma there touching him. "Emma," he moaned out.

"Yes?"

He licked his lips and said, "Some fantasies won't work because I'll have to have my eyes open, and that would ruin it for me. Ride me."

She kissed the back of his neck and whispered against the skin there. "Humor me. What's the fantasy?"

"Me looking into her gorgeous eyes as I drive myself into her as she begs me to give her more."

"I can arrange that."

He laughed, "I don't have a good enough imagination for that. I'll have to close my eyes."

She stroked his cock hard, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from him. "Please, Killian, I want you to fuck me and make me scream your name." It was the first time she spoke in a clear voice, and he laughed, "You're good at imitating her voice."

"I can do a lot more than that for you."

He then turned around as she still held his penis in her hand. "What the fuck!?" He screamed.

Before he could react further, she was on her knees with his cock in her mouth. He pulled his cock out and walked briskly to the other side of the room.

"What's going on?"

"You're getting to live out your fantasy."

"Your father will kill me!"

"I promise you're safe. I'm standing here naked before you. Why aren't you touching me?"

"Because you're the princess."

"But you were going to fuck an unknown random woman and pretend it was me?"

"Yes! That won't get me hanged!"

She rolled her eyes and climbed on his bed. She then laid down and began playing with her clit and moaning.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm getting myself off since you refuse. I've been dripping wet since the moment I saw you. It aches. I need you."

She moaned and watched as his eyes dilated and his cock twitched. She beckoned him over by crooking the finger of her unoccupied hand at him. "I'd rather you did this. Can you at least help me out here?"

"You want me to finger you?"

"I want you to fuck me. I'll settle for you fingering me, though."

He ran his fingers roughly through his hair. "I'm going to get myself killed."

"Naw, you're going to get fucked by the princess. I'm already naked in your bed. You might as well enjoy it."

"I would enjoy that so damn much!"

She moaned as she flicked her clit. "So would I."

She watched his resolve shatter as he stared at her wet pussy and licked his lips. "Your father could already kill me for this. Why not go all the way?" He reasoned to himself.

He then pulled off his nightshirt and dropped it on the floor as he walked over to her. "Well, at least this is worth death. You're so sexy."

"Please have me."

He nodded and crawled on the bed, hovering over her. He locked eyes with her and said, "I'll have you. Leave those beautiful eyes open. If I'm going to burn my life to ashes, I'm going to have you all night long."

He then kissed her shoulder and worked his way down with kisses. He made his way to her breasts and flicked her nipple with his tongue. "How did I get so lucky?"

"I moved your room so I could sneak in. Also, that door is soundproof. I wanted to be able to make noise."

He pressed his cock against her core. "Not quite what I meant. I was wondering how I caught your eye."

"You're sexy. I'm not the only woman who wanted you tonight. I had my maid run interference. She chased off six women."

"And it's only you that I want. I appreciate her efforts."

He then spent time with his mouth full of tits. He licked, sucked, nibbled, and tasted her. She was wild underneath him as he worked her up.

Next, he kissed her stomach and kissed a stripe down to her womanhood. He then licked between her folds and groaned, "Delicious. How can you taste so good?"

He then slid a finger in her tight heat and said, "I could feast on you all night. I thought dinner was succulent. It doesn't hold a candle to you."

She grasped his hair in her fingers as she rode his talented mouth and tongue. She screamed out when he tipped her over the edge into a powerful orgasm.

As she gasped for breath, he roared out, "I can't wait anymore. Spread your legs." He then thrust deep into her.

She watched his confusion when he realized she wasn't a virgin and then shrugged it off. She almost laughed. It wasn't even their first time together.

She clenched around him and said, "Please, I need you to move. I want you so much."

He then began thrusting into her, deep. He made sure she felt the full drag of his cock and gave it to her. He even adjusted her hips so he could get as far into her as possible.

"You're so tight, Love."

"I'm glad I can please you."

He locked eyes with her as he took her. "I meant it when I said it was you I wanted. I can't believe I can be with you like this."

"Give it to me hard!" she demanded.

He complied. He'd give her a rough fuck if that was what she wanted. He found the idea of pounding his cock into the sweet princess enticing. He looped her legs over his shoulders and took her with force. He loved the sound of their skin slapping together mixed with her moans of pleasure. He braced himself on his arms and lost himself in the rhythm and feel of their sex.

He felt his orgasm build, and he shouted, "Cum for me!" He then felt her orgasm hit, triggering his, and she milked him dry.

Damn, he forgot to pull out. The king was going to….

And then he remembered. "Swan!" She was his wife.

"Hook. Welcome back. I missed you. However, this was a lot of fun. The dashing knight and the princess."

He chuckled and kissed her shoulder, not pulling out. "At least I'm not going to get murdered for this."

"Lucky you."

"It would have been worth it, though. You're worth everything to me."