Estate of Hearts — Jaz Johnson

“What I want from you, your majesty …” Helen purred, stroking along the woman's fair skin with a smirk before grazing her hand along her neck and gripping onto her shoulder.
Victoria's jaw tensed as she was slowly pushed downwards, the ploy not ending until she was on her knees with her back to the window, her nightgown tucked under her legs as she stared up at the Grand-Duchess in question. Question that soon turned to appall as Helen lifted the layered skirt of her gown, exposing her to her womanhood, which had been left unclothed from her failed encounter with Charles.
“Is for you to finally accept your place …”
Stepping closer to the Queen until her footing was on either side of the woman's waist, Helen boldly pressed her hips forward until the full lips of her guest pressed against her nethers. With her neck being made to crane upwards, the Queen made a grunting, muffled noise of shocked distaste as Helen dropped her skirt over her, hiding the royalty away. The Grand-Duchess only dared to step closer when Victoria attempted to inch her head away, only to find the back of it pressed against the windowsill. Helen smiled as she smothered herself against the Queen's reluctant mouth, her hips subtly adjusting themselves as she leaned forward, effectively pinning the woman's head and allowing her to begin a lewd grind.
Hands sprawled out along the windowsill, she sighed in content as her grinds gradually began increasing in intensity, only slowing when finally feeling the appearance of the Queen's reluctant tongue. Helen even paused a moment, allowing the muscle to sheepishly flick about before snickering and throwing herself back into her grind, the movement of her hips becoming fluid in her shameless indulgence.
“…Beneath me,” she moaned, tilting her head back as she clutched onto the windowsill, hips gyrating with both need and spite.


The Prince has arrived.

And with him, he brings new obstacles, new experiences, and new scandals. Blackmail. Affairs left and right. All of which Charles must endure for the sake of his unrequited love.

Or is it?

When young Duchess Emilia finally comes face to face with everything she's ever dreamed of, she soon realizes the hard way that it's nothing she needs. It's not what she craves �" what she longs for.

But with everything going on, can she find a way to express what she wants without the wrath of her fiancé? Or more, her parents? Or will the Grand Duchess have sunken her claws into Charles and broken Emilia's heart before she has the chance? Will the royal family allow it? Or will heads roll at the reveal?

Find out what's to become of these star-crossed lovers and those that surround them in the Heart Estate book 2, Estate of Hearts.