Heart of the Guardians: Adoring Destiny by Adrianna Adore (best big ereader .TXT) 📗

slid up her skirt, made sure the four old people down in front were still engrossed in the film and started to pull him down on top so he could mount her, give her what she craved.

“Here you go, Babe,” he breathed as he unzipped his pants and guided her head to his lap.

She didn’t resist, she didn’t mind, boys loved it and he would be eager to do whatever she wanted. As soon as her lips touched his throbbing flesh he thrust his hips and a white hot jet exploded into her mouth. She was so surprised she almost pulled away but his hands held her fast as he spasmed and emptied himself.

“There.” He said when the moment was over and he pulled away to zip up his jeans. “How’d you like that? Here, sit down before someone notices.”

He patted the seat beside him leaned back with a satisfied smile and started watching the movie. He wasn’t going to reciprocate. He wasn’t going to get on his knees and bury his head under her skirt. He wasn’t going to give her what she needed. He was going to leave her hot and horny.

He was done, he got his, now he expected her to be a good girl and sit through the rest of the movie in unsatisfied frustration.

She reached up for the bucket of popcorn and spit his seed into it.

“Eww. Why’d you do that?” He asked. “Why didn’t you swallow? You ruined it.”

She stood to leave and he scooted his legs aside for her to get around.

“Here,” he said and handed her a ten-dollar bill, “extra butter and can you get me a coke?”

By the time she reached the lobby, the Uber ride was already confirmed.

She waited for it at the sidewalk.

Chad from her computer science class called after a few days and asked her to come over to his dorm, he had something to show her. The other boys gathered around the PlayStation just stared as she came through the door. Girls like her didn’t visit guys like them.

“Can you give us a minute?” he asked them and jerked his head towards the door, “we’ve got some stuff to discuss.”

There were snickers as they shuffled out but she just smiled and thanked them.

“Okay, first off, this guy is fake.” Chad said as he turned the monitor so she could see it better. “I went through the school files, everything looks legit but it was all created exactly two days before he arrived. His credentials check out, he’s been a teacher at three different schools, he graduated near the top of his class at Oxford, yadda yadda yadda, but all of the records were created and slipped into the various computers last month. This ID is for a man who doesn’t exist.”

Dana frowned. “What about fingerprints, can you track him by them?”

“No.” Chad said. “I can’t hack a police database but I have something better.”

He clicked the mouse, brought up another screen and there was James in hundreds of different photos.

“Facial recognition software.” He beamed. “The beard made it a little harder but I found him. It seems our Professor Gardner was just slumming. He’s like this super rich playboy prince and heir to the throne of some little country nobody’s ever heard of over in Europe.”

“Oh my God.” Dana said. “Claire said he was from some place called Gandor or something. I thought it was the name of a town.”

“Galador.” Chad corrected. “And he’s a big cheese over there. Their king got killed recently, that’s why he bailed. He had to go back to his real life.”

“His father was a king? She asked, her hand going to her mouth.

“No, an Uncle I think. I can’t find out much about his family history. It’s all kind of secretive.

“Is he married?” Dana asked, looking at the pictures of a handsome, clean shaven man on yachts, behind the wheel of expensive looking cars, at parties and festivals and most of the time with a beautiful woman on his arm.

“Noooo.” Chad said “But from the pictures, I’d say he wasn’t looking either. He’s with a different girl in almost every one.”

“Does anyone else know?” she asked, her mind racing on a half-baked plan she was starting to put together.

“Nope.” He smiled broadly. “I’m going to write an article for the paper. I don’t want anyone scooping me on it so I’m keeping everything quiet for now until after he is coroneted. I’ll make the front page.”

He held up his hands, imagining the headline. “European royalty teaches at local college. An exclusive story by Chad Winters.”

“When does he get crowned?” Dana asked, ignoring his dreams of a Pulitzer.

“Two weeks.” Chad replied. “After the funeral. The old king was pretty popular apparently. There are ceremonies and parades and he’ll lie in state at the palace. It sounds like half the country is going to the viewing plus all kinds of dignitaries and such.”

“Thanks, Chad,” she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “you’ve been great.”

She hurried out, her mind racing in a hundred different directions. This changed everything. Maybe he’d been telling the truth, maybe he really loved her but duty had called him away, not a wife. It had sure seemed that way to her when she’d confronted him on the stairs. Claire certainly thought he’d been sincere, that was why she was so broken up about it. She hadn’t taken that necklace off, a constant reminder that she was always touching. If someone would have done her that way, she would have tossed it in the garbage. Claire said it gave her comfort. Should she tell her? Would she go see him? Probably not, she decided. Claire had too much pride to go chasing after a man. That was okay. She was a matchmaker and this particular problem just needed a little more effort. She smiled as she hurried across the campus. She had plans to implement.

3

Guile

“Dana, we can’t just pack up and leave!” Claire exclaimed. “I have