Everlastingly Loving You - Chapter 151

(Author’s Note: Yes! This is the very first R18 scene of Everlastingly Loving You, so if you’re under the age of 18 please skip this chapter and move on to the next chapter. Skipping this chapter won’t affect your reading experience greatly and I’ll be sure to add what happened here in the next chapter. The non-R-18 parts of this chapter, that is.)

It was merely a few seconds later before Nicholas had kissed her, capturing her lips in a kiss that she deepened, sliding her tongue inside his mouth, only making the kiss all the more passionate as the room’s temperature became scorching hot.

Their lips parted, before Nicholas said breathlessly to his girlfriend, “If it hasn’t been obvious, I’m crazy for you, too.”

He cupped her cheek in his palm. How he wanted her so, so badly.

She faced him, as both his and her eyes were filled with carnal desire before they got caught up in the moment.

Their lips slammed against each other’s, as Nicholas wrapped his muscular arm around Sophia’s waist, only successfully managing to weaken Sophia’s knees, ridding her of any other thoughts except how much she desired him at that very moment, how much she wanted him, just him.

Nicholas felt his pantsuit tighten, as his craving for her increased by the moment. He knew that instant that his manhood had risen.

Sophia bit her lip, foreign to what was happening to the man she loved more than anything else. As one new to the concept of love would be, she was unenlightened as to what would happen next.

The next things that were said and done seemed a huge blur as the next thing she remembered seemed to be the unbuckling of his belt, and the unbuttoning of his shirt; the unzipping of her dress, wasting a couple of thousand dollars in the process –  not that it was of value to either of them when they tore their clothes apart in a mad rush.

Minutes later, laid on the bed, chest heaving up and down, Sophia revelled in the sight of Nicholas’ muscular frame which glistened with sweat in the starlight.

He had never looked more striking than he did that moment, despite the fact, there was another side to him he had never apprised her off.

During the months of their ruse, he’d been tortured enough, having to wait for months on end for this very moment to occur. It’d now been more than a year. And finally. Finally, this was happening.

Sophia felt a pair of lips on her nape as she realized Nicholas was kissing her neck. Instinctively, her hand went between his thighs, rubbing ceaselessly.

When he stopped during his brief break of thought, he heard Sophia plead, “Give me more. Don’t stop, please. Don’t stop.”

He found her pleading arousing, having never heard her say beg like this before.

He stared at her misty eyes, a part of her face that silently screamed with intense desire, feelings she had for him and only him.

He had dropped down to his knees slowly, moving farther away from Sophia, who was just about to protest and complain before she felt his tongue lick her folds as she melted into gratifying pleasure, grabbing him by the hair, only making him increase in rhythm.

Sophia threw her head back, also shuddering as his fingers entered inside her mere minutes later.

This reaction pleased Nicholas, but Sophia wasn’t letting him off just like that.

As her response, her hands went from the back of his nape to his chest before slowly travelling down to his manhood once more; Nicholas groaned as he felt her sensual touch on him.

It was then the room was filled with gasps, moans, and pants as he entered her entrance; as he thrusted deeper, her walls tightened, as Sophia bit back a lustful moan, her skin prickling from the sensation.

The duchess and prince were filled with euphoria and bliss as their insides were pleasured, the sensation becoming more pleasurable by the tenfold as he began to move faster, increasing his already-fast speed.

He continued to penetrate her, as Nicholas threw his head back at the very last thrust as fireworks exploded, Sophia’s vision fading to black as her insides throbbed, satiated momentarily.

Albeit in a half-conscious state, she still wanted to experience that unfathomable pleasure once more, if not thousand times over and over again.

He propped his head up with his arm, watching Sophia sleep peacefully with a small smile on her face, her chest heaving up and down, exhausted after their round of lovemaking.

Hours before what’d happened between the couple… in the morning…

“So, we have breakfast with your parents,” Sophia reminded.

Nicholas nodded, heaving an exasperated sigh.

“Not too keen on seeing them,” Nicholas mumbled breathlessly.

Had he the choice to decide whether or not he could interact with his parents, he’d choose the latter.

However… since this dinner was to discuss important matters and important matters only… personal matters – that of family especially wouldn’t be brought up.

With that in mind, Nicholas was relieved he wouldn’t have need to find some excuse to bail last minute, or reschedule the breakfast sometime else.

“These pair of earrings, or these pair of earrings,” Sophia wondered, looking back and forth between the both of them.

She decided to ask Nicholas.

Turning to her boyfriend, she questioned, “Which one do you like better?”

Nicholas raised his brow, “Is this some sort of trap?”

Sceptical since both earrings were presents he’d given her, Nicholas waited for her to reply.

Sophia shrugged casually, “Perhaps…”

She laughed softly once she saw Nicholas’ priceless reaction, “I’m kidding.”

“Just pick which matches my outfit better,” she chuckled.

Nicholas picked one out for her.

“Alright then,” Sophia put on the pair of earrings he’d chosen.

“Ready for breakfast?” Sophia asked him once she had her earrings on and noticed he was waiting for her.

He held out his elbow out to her.

“Of course,” he said as Sophia looped her arm with his, interlinking elbows.

“Thank goodness this isn’t a meeting to discuss all things personal,” Nicholas said on their way to the breakfast hall.

It wasn’t too long a walk away, so they managed to arrive swiftly.

“Right?” Sophia agreed seconds before the doors swung open to reveal Nicholas’ parents who were already waiting for the said couple.

“Greetings, your majesties,” Sophia greeted.

The king and queen acknowledged her, greeting her good morning before asking her and Nicholas to have a seat so they could get right to it.

They hadn’t bothered asking them to eat anything – they wanted to get straight to the point without taking any unecessary detours. It was agreed upon, discussing important matters first before having breakfast.

“So, why did you call us here to have breakfast, your majesty?” Nicholas asked his father, trying to keep calm and composed.

Sophia kept quiet – she reckoned it was better to keep quiet and assess the situation from her standpoint.

The king intertwined his fingers together – things were about to get serious – Nicholas could tell. Sophia fidgeted in her seat.

“We brought you here to inform you of a new change that’ll be occurring here soon,” he nodded.

“And it involves the both of you,” the queen said.

Sophia became more curious over what they were talking about. A new change that included her and Nicholas?

Then, one particular idea came to mind.

No.

Not necessarily an awful thing, but it certainly was a huge change.

Hoping it wasn’t what she’d thought, she squeezed Nicholas’ hand in reassurance.

He squeezed her hand in return.

“What is it?” Nicholas asked thoughtfully.

The king and queen locked fingers – unaware it only brought Sophia more worry.

The king began, “I’ve decided…”

He blinked before correcting himself, “Me and your mother have decided to abdicate.”

‘Abdicate.’

‘Abdicate.’

‘Abdicate.’

That one word repeated in Nicholas’ head.

ABDICATE?

NOW?

OF ALL TIMES?

THEY WERE ABDICATING?

Sophia opened and closed her mouth. It flapped uselessly. She wanted to say something, but no words came out her mouth.

She managed to stutter, “S-so w-when are you abdicating? When’s the ceremony?”

The king and queen exchanged looks.

“We haven’t yet decided, but we are definitely abdicating.”

My goodness, of all times they had to inform them of the news, it simply had to be now.

Why would they decide to tell them so early?

What if their plans changed?

What if they decided to continue ruling and this was all for naught?

Nicholas felt a chill up his spine.

Or worse.

What if they didn’t?!

What if he was tasked to rule his kingdom now while he was unprepared?

He wasn’t ready to rule.

He simply wanted to be there for his girlfriend at the moment. Ruling was the last thing on his mind.

Becoming king?

It was the farthest thing he was considering.

He turned to his girlfriend, asking himself the most important question of all.

What was she thinking about this?