Chapter 12

Bella ran her hand over the tree trunk smiling to herself. "I come here a lot. Look up there above the branch. Those are my great grandfather's and great grandmother's initials in the heart carving. It's so sweet, don't you think? The royal laws forbid them to be together. So he left the monarch for her so they could start a family together. Their story is like something out of a fairytale," Bella said, as they went to sit on the low hung branch.

Jett sat leaning against the tree's trunk, pulling her into his arms. They sat quietly for some time, just holding each other and enjoying a soft warm breeze. It felt perfectly peaceful. Jett rubbed his thumb over the back of Bella's hand while watching the clouds float overhead. "I wish I could've woken up with you like this."

"Me too. Jett, I'm glad you're here. I want you to know how happy I am to have met you. It's been a dream come true for me." Bella ran her fingers in circles over his muscular forearms that surrounded her, making the hairs on Jett's arms stand on end from the gentle striations.

"I am too. I know last night got a bit intense. I just can't control myself around you. Truth is, I don't want to even try to." He kissed her neck softly, nuzzling his nose to the most sensitive spot.

Bella leaned in with hum to his caress, feeling his warm breath tickle her earlobe. "I wish this would never end. You make me feel so desired. To be honest, I feel like myself again around you. It's not like everyone in Mecca. I'm only the princess to everyone here. I'm still a woman with genuine passions and wants. I'm still the girl who skateboards, listens to rock music, and loves wrestling. But here, those things are not really 'royalty approved'. It makes me feel like maybe I'm not the right person to be here."

"Why not? You're still human. You are just a woman like everyone else. Your title doesn't change the fact that you are who you are on the inside. You're sexy as hell, and I for one think you're incredibly interesting. Don't tell Scarlett this, but I sort of checked you out before we met. She kept talking about you, and I got curious about what all the fuss was about. We have a lot in common. For one, we both have the amazing ability to piss off authority."

Bella giggled, "Very true. I bet if I was a wrestler, I would have been your sidekick. I used to want to be a wrestler. Daddy even took me for training a few times. When he died, I stopped going. It wasn't the same without him."

"Were you any good?" Jett smiled at the thought of her being in the ring with him.

"I could kick your ass. Just kidding. I'm sure you would just look at me, and I'd be putty in your hands."

He cuddled her tightly asking, "So, you're going to be queen, right?"

"Eventually. But not until I marry. If not by love, then by an arranged marriage. The thought of that revolts me to the core. A queen can rule but must be married to a royal bloodline before coronation, by Mecca Island law. Since I'm the only heir to our existing bloodline I would rule, but I still have to be married to someone of equal standing. It's stupid if you ask me. Unless the King changed the laws, I'm sort of trapped in a foreseeable life of shit with a duke I hate with all my being."

"So... they already have a suitor planned for you?" Jett stammered as he tried to understand the reality of this. "The King is old though. Chances of an arranged marriage are possible."

"Don't remind me. If the king kicks the bucket, I end up with the creepy old duke. He is a fat, mean, old guy with rotten teeth and smells like moldy cheese. He grosses me out," Bella shivered with a gag. "I don't even want to picture that nasty man touching me."

"What about love?" Jett was hoping for the best. He didn't know why, but he was sitting here with someone he barely knew and somehow knew he wanted Bella for himself.

"It has to be a royal. Commoners can't marry royals in Mecca Island. We are the only monarchy in Europe that still holds that stupid law. I'm screwed either way. That's why my grandfather renounced his title. If I don't marry, I remain a princess and still have high rein, just not queen ruling. I would have no say in helping the Mecca people."

"So, if we got serious? Then what?"

Bella turned to look at him over her shoulder. "Serious?"

"Hypothetical question. We just met, but I like you a lot, and want to make sure I have a chance here." He was serious. All sexual stuff aside, Jett had been looking for a relationship. He was sick of this Playboy lifestyle and wanted a family of his own.

"I'm not sure, but I feel the same way. Long-distance relationships though... Would you be able to deal with all this?" Bella quickly realized this may not be the case, looking away as tears pricked the corners of her eyes.

"I normally would say no. Right now with you, something's different. I would like to have the chance to explore what's happening here. If it leads to more, then we can figure it out from there. No rush. I just want to know I have a chance."

"More than a chance. I really like you."

Jett played with her hair, smiling to himself. She was something special, and it felt like this was where he was meant to be. Maybe it was karma or fate that brought them together.

Bella leaned her head back, reaching out to cox his lips on hers.

"Princess? Are you trying to finish what we started last night?"

"Maybe? We are all alone out here." She turned to face him with a mischievous grin. "Unless you're scared of being caught."

Jett chuckled, "I don't get scared."

He lifted Bella up and out of the tree, laying her down on the soft grass of the meadow. Slowly getting on top of her, he took no time removing her dress. Lifting his shirt off, Bella ran her nails down his chest, making him shiver.

Jett unbuttoned his pants and released his hardness with a flick, quick to be inside her. He had dreamed all night about having her, and he was going to waste no time now. Moving her lace panties to the side, he slowly kissed her swollen lips, as he teased her opening with the tip of his slick cock. Grabbing a condom from his pants, Jett quickly slid it over his length. Already wet for him, Bella raised her hips to meet him.

"Now lover. Take me now. I'm ready," she pleaded.

Jett's body heaved with deep lustful breath as he thrust into her, hard and fast. Just as she had begged him the night before. Their movement quickly became more rapid and needy. Wrapping her legs up around him, he pounded into her in ways he couldn't control.

Deeper with each pounding thrust, Bella begged for more while her body quaked, meeting his every movement. As much as he wanted to slowly make love to her, his need for her was far greater. Her head flung back as she finally released, and she felt the warmth of him fill her. Collapsed in the height of ecstasy, Jett kissed her sweetly.

"I don't know what hold you have over me. It's like a trance. I can't get enough of you, Bella."

Bella smiled into his lips as her fingers ran through his long blonde hair. "I know. I feel it too."