Royally Endowed (Royally #3) by Emma Chase – 4.5 Stars
I groan against her lips. “I burn for you, sweet girl. I dream of you, even when I’m awake.”
I adored this book!
For those who don’t know these characters, a quick summary: Logan is a bodyguard for the Royal family of Wessco who is assigned to look after Ellie, sister to Princess Olivia (from book 1, Royally Screwed). Ellie is quirky, energetic, and wants to live life at full speed.
Logan grew up around criminals and has tried to better himself by being a part of something honorable and noble. He’s smart, tough, amazing at his job, and it doesn’t hurt he’s not bad to look at.
“Logan St. James. Bodyguard. Totally badass. Sexiest guy I have ever seen—and that includes books, movies and TV, foreign and domestic. He’s the perfect combo of boyishly could-go-to-my-school kind of handsome, mixed with dangerously hot and tantalizingly mysterious. If comic-book Superman, James Dean, Jason Bourne and some guy with the smoothest, most perfectly pitched, British-Scottish-esque, Wessconian-accented voice all melded together into one person, they would make Logan fucking St. James.”
The fact that this man can snap someone’s neck and not break a sweat just….does things to me. Let’s not think too hard on what that says about me. But more on him below.
After years of watching over Ellie and seeing her grow into the lively woman she is, Logan has tried to ignore his attraction to her and Ellie’s blatant flirtatious stares and comments. Logan knows falling for someone he is meant to protect is completely off limits. But try as he may, he can’t deny his feelings and is tired of pretending she isn’t what he wants.
“I want you. I want you so much, some nights it feels like my skin is on fire. My bones burn with it.”
“I can’t think, I can’t eat . . . When I sleep, you’re all I see.” I rub my neck, and everything inside is needy and tight. “When I touch myself . . .”
“Christ, Ellie—” He sounds like he’s drowning.
“. . . you’re all I feel. You, Logan.”
I’m going to take a moment here to talk about Logan. Because, wow. What a fucking dreamboat. What a perfect male specimen. I LOVE heroes who take no shit but have a sweet spot for their girl.
“I’ll give it to you sweet, Ellie.” He breathes hard. “I swear I’ll make it so fucking sweet you’ll ache…but now I just…I need…”
My hips rotate and I’m rubbing myself up and down on the rock-hard length of his cock beneath his pants. My head thrashes. “I know. I know, Logan. Just take…please.”
“There are abilities I’m skilled at—familiar with—fighting and fucking, battles and weapons, sensing danger, and knowing how to keep those in my care safe from harm. But love . . . I’m ignorant of it. The word has never passed my lips, and the feeling is as alien to me as the sentiment. What I do know, what I’m sure of, is that I would die for Ellie. Kill for her, live for her. The vow echoes through me with every beat of my heart. She is the most important person in my life. She has been from the beginning, and she always will be. There will never be another. “
I’m not sobbing. There’s just something in my eye.
“I don’t know if I’ll be any fucking good at love. I’m not quite sure how it’s done. But, for her, I’ll learn.”
Okay maybe I am sobbing. Just a little. How perfect is he?????
Royally Endowed was a mix of sweet, sexy, funny and forbidden deliciousness. I def recommend this book even if you haven’t read the others in the series! (Click here for my review of Book 1 Royally Screwed and here for my review of Book 2 Royally Matched.)
P.S. I really really REALLY hope Tommy gets a book next!
Royally Endowed is out today! Keep scrolling for more book info and an excerpt!
Logan St. James is a smoldering, sexy beast. Sure, he can be a little broody at times—but Ellie Hammond’s willing to overlook that. Because, have you seen him??
Sexy. As. Hell.
And Ellie’s perky enough for both of them.
For years, she’s had a crush on the intense, protective royal security guard—but she doesn’t think he ever saw her, not really.
To Logan, Ellie was just part of the job—a relative of the royal family he’d sworn to protect. Now, at 22 years old and fresh out of college, she’s determined to put aside her X-rated dreams of pat-downs and pillow talk, and find a real life happily ever after.
The Queen of Wessco encourages Ellie to follow in her sister’s footsteps and settle down with a prince of her own. Or a duke, a marquis…a viscount would also do nicely.
But in the pursuit of a fairy tale ending, Ellie learns that the sweetest crushes can be the hardest to let go.
Logan St. James grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, in a family on the wrong side of the law. But these days, he covers his tattoos and scars with a respectable suit. He’s handsome, loyal, brave, skilled with his hands and…other body parts.
Any woman would be proud to bring him home to her family.
But there’s only one woman he wants.
For years he’s watched over her, protected her, held her hair back when she was sick, taught her how to throw a punch, and spot a liar.
He dreams of her. Would lay down his life for her.
But beautiful Ellie Hammond’s off-limits.
Everybody knows the bodyguard rules: Never lose focus, never let them out of your sight, and never, ever fall in love.
But then the mood shifts, as if the air becomes thicker, weighted, more . . . sultry.
Because slowly, Logan sinks down to one knee in front of me—looking in my eyes the whole time. In this position, I could touch his shoulders, comb my fingers through his thick, dark hair. He’s the perfect height for me to bend down and kiss his mouth—the perfect height for him to kiss me back . . . in a lot of places.
My breath hitches. And I wonder he feels it too.
There’s a sound of tearing Velcro, and Logan takes something off his ankle—a holster, with a small silver knife, about three inches long.
“Keep this on you all the time,” he says seriously. “Just in case. If you wear a skirt, the strap will fit around your thigh.”
And I almost laugh. Most girls get a ring from a guy on his knees. I get a murder weapon. But still, it makes me feel safe . . . watched over. Like I’m something precious that deserves to be protected.
I take the knife from him, testing the surprisingly solid, heavy weight of it in my hand. I press my index finger to the tip.
Logan grabs my wrist tightly. “Careful. It’s sharp.”
There’s a small, painless nick, a tiny bead of blood, so I put my finger in my mouth, sucking.
And Logan’s watching me again.
Watching my mouth.
His chest seems to rise just a little faster, and his throat ripples when he swallows. He bends his head, curves his strong back, and then I feel his hands on my ankle, securing the strap. His touch is warm and self-assured. It’s the way he always moves—confident and experienced. Logan knows his body and he knows how to use it, in every way possible.
I almost moan. The sound is in the back of my throat, but I keep it trapped. I never knew the ankle was an erogenous zone, but it sure as hell is now. A hot pulse of pleasure streaks from Logan’s fingers on my bare skin, up my thigh, between my legs.
And I throb there, growing swollen and heavy as he keeps his hands on me.
Can he tell? Does he know? He’s so aware of everything, always so attuned, I wonder if he can sense my arousal . . . feel it in the air that clings between us.
Emma Chase is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the hot and hilarious Tangled series and The Legal Briefs series. Emma lives in New Jersey with her husband, two children and two naughty (but really cute) dogs. She has a long-standing love/hate relationship with caffeine.
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