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  Delivering His Heir

  Jesse Jordan

  Contents

  Prologue

  1. Su Lin

  2. Rick

  3. Su Lin

  4. Su Lin

  5. Rick

  6. Su Lin

  7. Rick

  8. Su Lin

  9. Su Lin

  10. Rick

  11. Su Lin

  12. Rick

  13. Su Lin

  14. Rick

  15. Su Lin

  16. Rick

  17. Su Lin

  18. Rick

  19. Su Lin

  20. Rick

  21. Su Lin

  22. Rick

  23. Su Lin

  24. Rick

  25. Su Lin

  26. Su Lin

  27. Su Lin

  28. Rick

  Epilogue

  His Prisoner

  Rock Me Baby

  Rock Me Baby 2

  About the Author

  Prologue

  Rick

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  Toll and risk are the price of glory, but it is a lovely thing to live with courage and die leaving an everlasting flame- Alexander The Great

  I don’t know the girl’s name, or that of her friend. It doesn’t really matter, I guess. “What are you doing in Greece?” she asks, sipping at the ouzo we’re sharing in the bar. “You do not look like a normal tourist.”

  “I’m not,” I reply, looking at the two of them. They’re both beautiful, in that voluptuous, earthy way that Mediterranean women seem to have so naturally. While I’m sure in fifteen or twenty years they’re both going to be sporting stomachs as large as their already bountiful breasts, at this moment, they’re at the height of their sexiness, with long dark hair, curves that swell dramatically in all the right ways. “I’m here to celebrate.”

  “Oh? Why’s that?” the second girl asks. She’s not drinking ouzo, but instead a gin and tonic. Not my drink, but certainly my kind of girl. Then again, I like just about every kind of girl, if she’s sexy as fuck, and this girl is.

  “I got my first official PhD,” I reply, not mentioning that I also got my first payment on my most recent patent. I sold the rights to General Electric for a cool ten million dollars, and I already plan on it being the last invention that I sell off. The girls don’t need to know all this, though. “Thought I’d congratulate myself.”

  “And how would you like to do that?” the first girl asks, giving me a sexy smile. “Buying us drinks like you have?”

  “It’s a start,” I answer, sipping at my drink. “I was thinking drinks, a little dancing… and then maybe you ladies would like to join me in my hotel room?”

  “Maybe? You don’t sound very confident,” the second girl says, and I laugh.

  “Oh, I know I’m going to have someone in my bed tonight,” I tell her, grinning. “The only question we have to figure out is which one of you it’s going to be… or if it’s going to be both?”

  The two girls look at each other, conversing with each other in quick Greek that’s beautiful to listen to, especially since neither of them realize that I speak Greek too. I knew I wanted to take this trip for a while, so I studied for the past year. It’s a fun language. “So what do you think?”

  “He’s certainly sexy enough,” the other girl says. “And who knows, maybe he’s got something to back up his bluster. He’s certainly better than your boyfriend.”

  “Ex-boyfriend,” the first girl reminds her friend. “Especially after seeing this guy. I think I need to make a trip to America, if they’ve got men like this around.”

  “Well, let’s find out if he can move,” her friend replies. “There’s that new discotheque a few blocks from here… we can at least find out if he can move.”

  The two girls nod, and the first one looks at me. “Let’s go dancing, what do you say?”

  “I say,” I reply, tossing back the rest of my drink, “that you ladies are going to have a lot of fun tonight.”

  The dance club is packed, we’re nearly shoulder to shoulder but that’s no problem to me as the two girls and I dance. The heat of our bodies pressed against each other is erotic and intoxicating, and when I put my hand on the first girl’s ass, I’ve decided to call her Cassandra and her slightly taller friend Elaine, Cassandra moans lightly. Her nipples press against the thin fabric of her blouse as her dark eyes gleam in the neon laser lights and she bites her lip.

  “You ready to get out of here?” I whisper in her ear in Greek. “Your friend’s already grabbed my cock once, I’m sure she can tell you… I can deliver on every fantasy you’ve ever had.”

  Cassandra whimpers and nods, glancing over my shoulder at Elaine who I’m sure gives her a confirming nod. I seal the deal by pulling her to me, kissing her velvety lips hotly, my tongue invading her mouth and claiming her totally as mine for the night. Grinding my hard, thick cock against her, I let her get a preview of what we’re going to get up to before grabbing her hand. Cassandra grabs Elaine’s hand and we form a three person chain out to the taxi waiting outside. Pushing Elaine in front, I slide in between, sandwiching myself between the best seatmates in all of Europe. “The Hotel Leonidas.”

  As soon as the cab pulls away I turn to Elaine, kissing her just as hotly as I kissed Cassandra, running my hands over her heavy, teardrop shaped breasts until she’s gasping for air. Turning to Cassandra, I alternate kisses between the girls as I let them explore my body, their hands running over my chest. Cassandra is more daring, cupping my cock and massaging it through the fabric of my slacks. “I… I’ve never felt anything this big.”

  “And you want it deep in you, don’t you?” I tease her lightly, watching her lick her lips. “Anywhere?”

  She gulps at the implied threat, but nods. “Anywhere you want.”

  The cab ride is an eternity it feels like, the driver twice nearly swerving off the narrow road as his eyes dart to his rearview mirror to watch as first Cassandra and Elaine kiss, tentatively at first before their lust riddled brains decide to roll with the situation, and later when I slide my hand up Elaine’s skirt to tease her soaked pussy through her panties.

  The hotel’s quiet, but that’s just what I want as I get the girls upstairs. The bed’s big, I don’t know if it’s a king or whatever the European equivalent is but it doesn’t matter as we turn into a trio of writhing forms, stripping off our clothes. Cassandra’s arms get caught behind her back as she tries to shrug off her tight blouse and I take advantage, pushing her down onto the mattress and burying my face between her breasts, nipping and sucking on the lightly olive skin.

  “Ohh… yesss...” she cries out softly as I tug her bra cup down to capture her nipple. Elaine, not wanting to be left out, climbs onto the bed next to us, as beautiful as Aphrodite herself stretching out seductively. She offers her own breast, and I turn my head, kissing and licking her nipple as the two girls move closer and closer.

  I push them together, their nipples touching as I take both of them in my mouth, sucking hard while sliding my hands between their legs, cupping their mounds and running my two middle fingers between their pussy lips. Both girls react the same way, their hips lifting to give me more access while their bodies open to me.

  I slide my fingers in deep, alternating strokes back and forth with my fingers while Elaine and Cassandra writhe and moan. Cassandra turns to Elaine and the two are soon soul kissing, and I wonder idly as I pump my fingers in and out of the beauties in front of me if they’ve done this before, or if after this night they’ll have some new questions and realities to face about their friendship.

  It doesn’t matter as Cassandra breaks the kiss to look down at me, her pup
ils nearly swallowing her eyes. “Please… please make me cum.”

  “Of course,” I reply, withdrawing my fingers. “Get on top of your friend, you can keep kissing.”

  Cassandra and Elaine understand, and moments later I’m looking at almost every man’s dream, two perfect, dripping wet pussies mashed together as they grind their bodies against each other, their stiff clits rubbing together while they await my eager tongue. I dive in, sucking and licking Cassandra until her hips are jerking and she’s moaning into Elaine’s mouth before switching, giving Elaine the same treatment as all the breath is driven from her body.

  I torture them, bringing each one in turn just to the edge of orgasm before switching my tongue to the other, letting her climb while her friend recovers. By the time I’m ready to bring them to a conclusion, tears are running down Elaine’s cheeks as she begs in Greek for her chance to cum too.

  “Then cum, my lovelies,” I command, dragging my tongue from Cassandra down to Elaine and back up, using as much of my mouth and face to drive them over the edge. Cassandra breaks, crying out in unintelligible words as her hips buck, her ass driving back into my face and dragging her body over Elaine’s clit. It’s enough and her friend comes too, grabbing Cassandra’s head and kissing her with passion as their bodies grind against each other.

  It’s beautiful, watching the two women shivering as I get to my knees. Cassandra rolls off of Elaine, who collapses back into the pillow under her head, her eyes almost rolling up at the intensity of what just happened. “Relax, beautiful. The night’s not over yet.”

  Cassandra looks up at me as I lift her leg, looking into her eyes. I reach over to my bedstand and take out a condom, unsheathing it and rolling it down my shaft while she looks at my cock with bulging eyes. “That big?”

  “If you want… you can lick it to make it wetter,” I tease her. “Or would you like it in that wonderful ass that’s been shoved in my face?”

  Cassandra bites her lip but shakes her head. “I… I can’t take it.”

  “That’s okay, lovely,” I reply, rubbing the head of my cock between her lips. “I don’t think you’ll disappoint me at all.”

  I push into her slowly, letting her adjust to my girth and sinking deep into her body. Cassandra starts moaning from deep in her chest, and I pull her further down the bed, planting my feet on the floor and letting her feel me take total control of her body.

  I hear a jealous gasp when I sink all the way into her for the first time, and I look over to see Elaine looking at us with a pout on her seductive lips. “I wanted that to be me the first time.”

  “You can be the first in another thing,” I command. “Let her lick your pussy. Trust me, I’ll give you plenty of this later too. In fact, I’ll make you a deal. If she makes you cum, I finish in her. If she comes from my cock first… I finish in you.”

  “Deal,” Elaine says, swinging a leg over Cassandra’s head and facing me. Cassandra, understanding the stakes, wraps her hands around her friend’s legs and eagerly starts licking and sucking at Elaine’s pussy, maybe not expertly but with plenty of enthusiasm as I start pumping my cock in and out of her tight body. Elaine’s breasts start to sway as she watches and I lean into her, kissing her while fucking Cassandra with deep, long thrusts of my cock that have her wrapping her legs around my hips quickly.

  “When I fuck you… how do you want it?” I grunt into her ear as I speed up. Cassandra howls underneath both of us, and Elaine shivers as her friend tries to desperately make her cum before my cock can do the same.

  “Doggy style,” Elaine gasps before she throws her head back. Taking advantage, I reach down and pinch her nipples, twisting them lightly and pushing her into her second orgasm. Elaine’s cry of release and disappointment while she grinds her pussy down on Cassandra’s face is too much and Cassandra comes too, her pussy squeezing me before she starts bucking wildly, losing all control. I feel wetness around my cock and I look down to see that she’s gushing all over me, her body totally lost in the epic intensity.

  “Let up on her,” I tell Elaine as Cassandra’s thrashing ceases and I look down to see that she’s actually passed out she came so hard. “I think she’s getting smothered.”

  Elaine gets off with an embarrassed chuckle, still looking disappointed. “But now… now you cum in her.”

  I grin, and pull her close, kissing her luscious body. “No, I said I finish in her. But that doesn’t mean I won’t cum inside you too. Now get on your knees, and be ready to be fucked to sleep.”

  I wake up in the morning, stretching and easing myself out from underneath the twin warm pillows that are on each side of me. I get out of bed, turning back and looking at the two girls, shaking my head. “Hell of a way to celebrate your eighteenth birthday,” I murmur to myself, grabbing my towel before I head to the shower.

  The shower isn’t great, but the water’s warm and I wanted it this way. I’ve got enough money that I could have paid for a five star suite in the best hotels in all of Greece, but I wanted to retrace the steps of my inspiration, Alexander the Great. We share a birthday supposedly in July 20th, and I plan on taking on the world the same way he did.

  By the time I’m finished the girls are stirring, and I give them both warm kisses. “You are going?”

  I nod, stroking Cassandra’s cheek with the back of my fingers. “Yes, my sweet beauty. I have hundreds of kilometers to still travel in my journey. But do not worry, I doubt I will find anything in all of Greece that will be more beautiful than the gifts you gave me last night.”

  I leave the hotel, telling the front desk staff that the girls can stay an extra day if they like before I pack my saddlebags, mount my bike and pedal off. It should seem strange, a teenage millionaire going on a solo bike tour through Greece, but for me, this trip has been a pilgrimage of sorts. I want to earn the memories I’ll take home. Besides, the lawyers I hired still need time to take care of the incorporation paperwork. Seriously, forming your own corporation at eighteen years old is a pain in the ass.

  I pedal steadily for an hour, following the route I’ve plotted out towards Larissa, on my way towards Pella, Alexander’s birthplace. If I had six months to really waste, I’d turn east from there, follow the course of his conquering until I reach India, but I don’t. I’ve already got another idea in my head, something that’ll make the increased efficiency of the engine tech I sold to GE seem like child’s play.

  I’m just cresting a hill and enjoying the downhill breeze across my sweaty upper body when I hear a small pop and my front tire starts getting wobbly. “Shit,” I mutter, pulling over on the side of the small highway, although the Greek definition of a highway is more akin to a country road in my experience. I check my tire, and see the thorn that’s sticking in the thick rubber. “Puncture proof my ass.”

  Thankfully, I came prepared, and I pull out the spare tube I packed for the front rim along with my changing kit. It added weight and meant I could only pack two shirts, but then again, most of my evening activities have meant I didn’t need to wear shirts. I pull the tire on my bike and get the repair done quickly before filling the tube with ‘slime,’ as the guy who sold me the can, calls it. Puncture seal and compressed air all in one, it supposedly triples the puncture resistance of my tires. Not that he’s going to get a five star recommendation from me after this.

  The repair complete, I pull out my phone and check my GPS. I’m about ten kilometers from the town of Nikaia, which is where I planned on taking a break before heading north into Larissa itself for the night. Looking at my bike, I’m pretty sure I can make it, although I remind myself to find a bike shop when I get to Larissa itself, that was my last spare tube.

  I get into Nikaia, and I’m impressed by the quiet, picturesque beauty of the town. A lot of rural Greece has been like this, places of a lot of poverty, but still a lot of natural beauty. Here, you go into a restaurant and they’ll greet you warmly, and if you ask where the lamb you’re eating came from, odds are good the chef and the farme
r are related. Best of all, I see a sign for a bicycle shop up ahead, and I figure I can kill two birds with one stone.

  Pulling up in front of what looks like a little tavern, I stop my bike and get off when the first wave of dizziness hits me. Wincing, I rub at my temples for a moment before shaking it off and heading for the tavern door. I’m just reaching for the door handle when everything goes black, and I feel myself start to fall into oblivion.

  Beeping. I know this sound, it’s electronic, repeating…

  “I’m in a hospital,” I mutter, opening my eyes. I look around, and notice a nurse who looks over at my words. “Where am I?”

  “I get the doctor,” the nurse says, and at least I can guess I’m still in Greece. I sit back, my head not fuzzy at all but my body feeling exhausted as I try to remember just how the hell I got here. I remember my bike, the flat tire, but after that… nothing.

  “Mr. Kelley?”

  I look up, and a middle aged doctor, with a round, pudgy sort of face that looks like it should be making cookies with the other elves back at the Keebler tree or something, comes in. He’s got a slight British accent, but enough that I can tell it’s school learned more than anything else. “Rick, please. You’re my doctor?”

  The doctor nods, coming in and closing the door. “Yes, for now. I’ve already updated the American CDC about your status.”

  “The CDC?” I ask, worried. “What’s going on?”