The Kings Series #1 His Beauty Queen

"I hate airplanes.” She blurted out. She really did and had no qualms letting Alexander know.

Planes have cramped spaces and they have the smallest toilet one could ever find. And not to mention the snoring people around. She didn't mean to sound like a brat. Her experience was based on the pervs from her past trying to cop a feel. Taking advantage of the limited area.

"You will love this one, mia anima.” He smiled at her. God! He looked so incredible. She blushed with her memories of last night. They did it again in the shower. But just like before he didn't go all the way. Why?

"I would love to know what you are thinking about that made you red as a ripe tomato, baby girl. Care to tell me?" He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly. She was glad they were inside a car and there was a panel separating them from the driver.

"Umm...about last night." Jeez! When will she stop blushing?

"What about last night, mio amore?" He glanced at her. Amusement dancing in his gray eyes.

"Why did you... mean you did not...arg! Xander! You know what I mean," she pouted. Frustrated at him.

"Why I didn't put my cock inside you?" God! He was so blunt. Shyly, she shook her head yes. He pulled her tighter to him and he kissed her temple. "I am waiting for the right time, mio angelo. Soon.”

"In the meantime, we will keep on doing...that?" Sometimes she wished she could be bold.

"You mean oral sex?" He nodded. "Goddess, yes! I don't want to die of blue balls, my love. Besides, you are the one and only woman I've done that with."

She turned her head so fast towards him she was sure she got whiplashed. "You are joking." With his looks, he can have any woman he wanted. But as she peered into his stormy gray depths, she realized he was serious. "Why, darling?"

"Because I am very picky. You are the only one I want to make love with, to fuck, to have sex. Any type of intimacy that you want. I only want you, mia anima. You are my soulmate.” Aww. His confession satisfied her so. She pulled him down to her. Meeting his soft lips.

She would be an expert at kissing soon. He groaned at her touch which made her giddy with power. Only she can do this to him. No one else.

Alexander cursed at someone knocking on their door. She giggled. They didn't realize the car had stopped.

"We can continue later," she invited.

"Oh yes, we will." He smirked. She blushed. Again. Damn these cheeks.

He got out of the car first then held out his hand for her to help her exit the Limousine and gasped at the sight before her.

"You have your own plane?" How rich was he?

"Well, we own North American Airlines but we do have several private jets." She was floored by his admission. Realization whacked her like cold water. She got nothing to offer him but herself. She pulled at his arm to stop him.

"Alexander, you know that... don't want you to think I am after your money." She gazed up at him. "I love you because you complete my soul. I want you to know that.” His smile broadened to full grin at her words.

"Goddess! How am I supposed to exceed that, mia anima?" He was looking at her in wonder like she created the sun, moon, and stars. He cupped her face and touched his forehead to hers. She really loved his fathomless eyes. "I love you so much my soulmate.” He kissed her lips reverently. So soft and tender. So full of love.

"Hey, keep it PG here," Xander growled at the interruption. Focusing his attention on the intruder of their moment.

"Can't a man kiss his future wife in peace?” He snarled at the man.

She had not seen this guy before. He looked so classically handsome with his curly blond hair and ice-blue eyes. He was as tall as her handsome man.

"Good evening to you too, Alexander.” Blondie's voice was smooth with a hint of a Russian accent. "Xavier, I would like you to meet my soulmate, Anna." Xander wrapped his arm around her waist. Not giving her the chance to go to Xavier.

"A pleasure to meet you, my lady.” Really? What are these people? From medieval times? First Baxter. Now, this Xavier.

"Hi, Xavier," she waved at him since she couldn't shake his hand.

"He is a doctor, mia anima. He will be joining us to help care for your sister.” Xander informed her as they boarded his jet. The cabin crew greeted them.

"Thank you so much for coming to help us, doctor. My baby sister needs your medical expertise.” She was so worried about Mish. Her lungs got weaker and weaker after each bout of infection. "How old is she?"

Alexander buckled the seatbelt for her before he settled beside her. Xavier took the seat opposite theirs.

"She is sixteen, doctor. She had asthma and recurring pneumonia since she was a toddler. I think her lungs were underdeveloped because she was born pre-mature. My other sister, Anna Marie informed me that she had been confined to her bedroom for a week now. She had seen doctors over the years but no medicine could cure her permanently. My youngest sister is quite the loner. And because of her illness, she was homeschooled. Her only solace was music. She told me that she had to compose for her beloved.” Anna paused, realizing she was rambling. Sometimes she has the tendency to word vomit.

"Her what?" The man in front of her tensed. She had his full attention.

"My sister, she composes songs for her beloved. She told me her vampire king comes to her in her dreams. She really believes she will be his queen. I think she's watching too much vampire diaries.” She made a face, preferring the werewolf stuff more.

"And before I came to the states, I was reluctant to leave her. In her delirium, she told me that she woke up her beloved to be with her. It creeped me out.” She shuddered. Remembering the night she woke them. Sometimes, Mish was out of this world.

She noticed all the people inside the plane were listening to their conversation. Even the doctor was immobile. Probably assessing that her sister was experiencing extreme hallucinations. Her heart constricted. She would do anything for her sister to get better.

"Do you think her sickness is getting worse, doc?" She asked. Afraid. Waiting for his opinion. The doctor's eyes were full of worry, bordering on bleakness.

"From now on, my task is to take care of your sister, my lady. I won't rest until I find a cure for her.” She giggled despite the seriousness of his words. She couldn't help it. He sounded so ancient, so opposite to his English sophisticated boyish looks.

"What is it, baby girl?" Xander placed his hand at the back of her chair, squeezing her shoulder. "Doc sounds so ancient,” she whispered in his ear.

"You have no idea," Alexander whispered back. Pecking her lips to distract her since the private jet was about to take off.

Xavier

The Vampire King

Could it be? That after centuries of waiting he finally found his beloved? The poppet that turned a lady over the years in his dreams. Damn! He hoped so. He had been alone long enough. The feeling of hollowness, the emptiness was killing him slowly. He had suffered from these afflictions for far too long.

He remembered his last hibernation, a fragile girl woke him from his deep slumber ten days ago. Prior to that, a decade ago, he started having dreams of a little girl. He had vivid dreams of her. In the moonlight, they were dancing. She coaxed him from his reclusion. He had gazed into the facets of her eyes. He knew then and there she was his.

He was suddenly awakened after decades of recuperation. And was devastated that she was not beside him to hold when he woke up.

Regardless, his hope was renewed for his beloved has whispered her name to him.

"My lady, what is your sister's name?"

"Well the middle sister is Anna Marie and the youngest is Anna Michelle. We call her Mish.” He stared at her. Stunned speechless. Oliver and his sister Sofia tuned in to his reaction.

Mish. The girl-woman in his dreams. Who whispered to him. Only one word. Mish. By the grace of the goddess Artemis, their creator, he was finally gifted with a soulmate. Selene and Ambrogio must be feeling proud right this moment. They were getting the chance to renew their love on this earth. This was perfect timing too. It seemed his beloved needed him. He will cure her of her illness. Devote his life to her. Worship her. She was very young but he will wait for her. No matter how long it takes as long as she was by his side. They had an eternity to spend together.

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Anna May

"Baby girl, let's go to the cabin to get some sleep. We still have hours to go.” She glanced around. Alexie was asleep on Micheal's chest. There was also a pregnant lady resting on her husband's lap. She didn't know their names. Had seen they were quite close to the doctor. She will make sure to get their names later.

"Ok. Just an hour or two." He hefted her bridal style in his arms. She clung to his neck, feeling cozy. She was not that sleepy, nonetheless, she wanted to curl up next to him until they landed.

They entered a posh looking cabin with a queen-size bed bolted to the floor. Lazy chairs in soft leathers at one corner, a small closet with a private bathroom.

Alexander deposited her on the soft mattress, removing her vans. He arched his brows --quite interested-- when she wiggled out of her skinny jeans. She grinned at him. Feeling mischievous -- she loved their heavy make-out sessions-- and gestured for him to start undressing. He immediately complied.

She propped on her elbows to watch him. God! He was so sexy. Her eyes glued to his 8 pack down to his navel then to his thick length. She still was not convinced he will fit her slit when the time comes.

Crawling on top of her, he removed her top and rid her of her undergarments before he proceeded to kiss her hotly. She moaned, clinging to him, legs wrapped around his waist. Their eager tongues searched and savored. Sipped and sampled each other's taste, scouring their passion.

Anna eagerly reached between them to caress his pecs towards his taut stomach, her fingers grazing the moist head of his swollen cock. He hissed as if he hurt from her touch. Alarmed, she retracted her hand

"I want you too much, mio amore. I am losing control.” He groaned on her neck, sucking her skin to leave his marks. She arched to offer her erect pink nipples and cried out when he licked each one, his teeth nipping gently, rolling the buds on his thick tongue.

While he feasted on her sensitive breast, she touched him more firmly this time and marveled at the thickness of his cock, so warm and velvety to the touch, he was at least twice the width of her wrist and long. Her thumb rubbed the swollen head, spreading its slickness and felt her pussy pulsed, making her wet, eager for his fingers and mouth.

"Please, Xander.” He cursed savagely and gazed at her wet lips. He steered the head of his rod on her slick moist clit, making her jolt in pleasure. He watched with heavy-lidded eyes as he caressed her wet pussy, he kept sawing his throbbing length in between, spreading her slickness all over his cock. She whined and thrashed her head on the pillows. Just as she thought she couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed her breasts, flicked her nipples with nipples thumbs, timing them with his thrusting hips.

With her hands on his wrists, she sobbed his name, falling off the pleasured cliff. Her orgasm continued with little tremors. Arching her back, inside her, her walls were spasming. Seeking for something. He kept grinding his cock, prolonging her orgasm then he came as well. She watched in awe at pulsating bulbous head, his seed spilled from it several times, coating her abdomen and tummy. Some went to her heaving breasts. God! He was hot.

Alexander collapsed with a grunt on her side, with effortless ease he tucked her to his powerful body --definitely feeling boneless. She nuzzled his smooth chest, feeling sleepy. They have at least 19 hours of flight time before they reached her country.

"I love you, my baby girl. Get some rest. I will wake you up to eat later.” She moaned at his deep voice. He has that distinct Italian accent that made the endearments he was using for her roll on his tongue. She will have to ask him about that later. "Stop making that sound or you won't be getting any sleep.”

She smiled giddily. "I love you, soulmate,” she mumbled before falling asleep.

Oliver (King Xavier's second in command)

"Are you sure, my king?" He asked. Watching him pace the confines of the jet. He was skeptical but hoping at the same time.

He swiveled to pin him with his eyes, the pair was blood red, his beast to the fore. Oliver sighed. He more than anyone understood his King. He knew he was excited to meet his beloved.

"Yes, I am fucking sure! She was in my dreams while I was in hibernation. I remember her clearly. She implored me to wake up. I was a fucking idiot, I had those dreams for years. I saw her as a child then eventually she matured. It's like she was showing me her life. She called me her beloved. That woke me up.” He had never seen his king so flustered. He was usually aloof. Nothing could faze him. Now, he was in shambles.

He rolled his eyes hearing the faint sounds of activities going inside the cabin down the hall. At least one of the kings was having a great time. He glanced at his beloved. She was tucked in one of the comfortable couches. Fast asleep. He shouldn't have let her come --she was nearing her due date, he couldn't risk not being there when the babies come. Besides, they have a physician on board. Speaking of which, the king went back to pacing.

"It will be ok. Her soul will recognize you. I admit she is young but I know you will wait."

"Of course I will wait for her, no matter how long it takes. My problem is, this flight is fucking long! My beloved needs me. She is sick!" Oliver's own beloved stirred. Shit! She watched her brother sleepily.

"Xavier, come here. You woke up your nieces.” She beckoned her brother.

"I'm sorry, Sofia. Are you ok?" He watched, relieved the king was examining her. His face softened feeling the babies kicked. "Their heartbeats are strong, sister. Please stay on the plane when we land? One of the nurses will be with you." He prayed to their Goddesses Selene and Artemis that his beloved will listen and agree with her brother. He exhaled a breath when she nodded.

"Ok, I agree. But you take Oliver with you. I am worried that you will lose control when you meet our Queen.”

"My beloved, take care of my brother?” She implored me, suppressing her yawn. The babies were draining her energy.

"You know that I will, my sweet. Get back to sleep.” He watched her eyes flutter, surrendering to the demands of her body. He kissed her forehead, tucking her in.

Anna May

She was so nervous and kept on fidgeting in the car. She squeezed Xander's hand. They were navigating the busy streets in the early hours of the evening. And they were part of a convoy. The heavy security teams had apparently arrived ahead of them.

A lot has happened throughout the week. It felt surreal. Now, she was back in her country.

She contemplated the events of her life while she watched the glow of the lights that the car passes by. All the ups and downs, the good and the bad. Still, she was thankful. Everything was worth it. Fate had given her the wonderful man beside her.

"What are you thinking, mia anima?". He murmured against her hair. This perfect man always holds her his arms every opportunity he had. She glanced at him, smiling lovingly.

"That I am lucky to have you, my soulmate.” His eyes gleamed in the soft light of the car, she gasped. His irises darkened with a hint of red circling the cornea.

"Your eyes," she touched his face and cupped his cheek. He blinked several times, his eyes turned back to normal.

"About that, there are some things you need to know about me, mio amore. When we get back, when your sisters are safe with us, I will tell you everything. All I ask is for you to listen and hopefully not walk away from me.” His eyes were imploring. He accepted her as she was. She will accept him exactly as he is.

"I will never walk away from you no matter what. I love you, Alexander.”

Author's Notes

This chapter is long. You have also met important characters for my series. Next chapter will show you Anna's sisters. But mostly you will glimpse Anna Michelle's melancholic personality.