Chapter 0300
I passed out from the intensity of the pleasure.
When I reawakened some time later, I was bundled up in Nicholas’s arms, resting against his chest. I was entirely surrounded with warmth, and contentment swirled within me. Never in my life had I felt so satisfied and safe.
Nicholas k*ssed the top of my head. “How are you?” He must have felt me rousing.
“I’m good,” I said with a soft sigh. “Great, even.”
He hummed. “I’m glad.” He sounded quite satisfied with himself. Honestly, he should.
I started to turn toward him. “You need to let me return the favor.”
His arms tightened around me, keeping me still. “Another time. This time was all about you.”
“But – ”
“Piper,” he said gently. “I’m fine. I promise.”
He was so reassuring, that I immediately relaxed. “Next time,” I said. “It’s about you.”
He k*ssed my cheek this time. “Whatever you want.”
We stayed together in his room until just before dawn, holding and dozing, and trading soft k*sses. Then, after we dressed, Nicholas led me back toward my room. In the hallway just around the corner, where the guards couldn’t see, Nicholas pulled me into his arms again and soundly k*ssed me.
“Thank you for our night together,” I whispered.
He shook his head. “You don’t have to thank me.”
“I’m pretty sure I do.” I felt light all over. He had satisfied me so thoroughly. “I really, really
think that I do.”
He laughed a little, then k*ssed me again.
“Thank you for not pushing me,” I said. I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. Maybe it wasn’t in fashion to wait to have penetrative S** anymore, but I still wanted to wait.
“You definitely don’t need to thank me for respect you, Piper.” Nicholas hugged me tightly for a moment. “I know you want to wait for your true mate…”
His voice trailed off, and a bit of tension added into his shoulders. I could sense his jealousy,
thinking about me with another person, but he didn’t say a word. I combed my fingers through the short hairs at the back of his neck, offering what comfort I could.
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I would never say so aloud but if I could so easily imagine a world where we were people of different circumstances. If we had met when we were both common or both nobles, maybe we could have mated with each other.
I could so easily imagine a life with Nicholas beside me for the rest of our lives.
But our compatibility was never our problem. Instead, what divided us was simply our birthrights. Nicholas was a prince, mostly likely to be the heir. And me? I was just some girl.
“I admire you for wanting to wait,” Nicholas said, his voice strained but earnest. “But in the meantime, I hope you will continue to allow me to give you pleasure when we can.”
“I would like that,” I said. “Very much.” I wanted Nicholas for as long as I could have him, even knowing it would end in tragic heartbreak. For now, I was filled with only affection and appreciation, and occasionally desire.
He smiled and I smiled too. We k*ssed a few minutes more before we started to hear the footsteps of servants coming to work, and we begrudgingly had to separate.
The day continued as normal. I thought perhaps Nathan might collect us to let us know of the next event, but it seemed, after everything that had happened with Terry, the royal family needed time to get their own house in order before they would start worrying about the contest again.
This was fine with me. In the moments of respite, Elva and I went for long walks around the gardens. Or we played cards with Susie and Charlotte or Mark. We had tea parties and tag matches. It was great to see Elva laugh and play and enjoy simply being a kid.
Toward the end of the day, when Elva was napping, and I was coming down to the dining room for dinner, Julian stopped me and pulled me aside.
“I see you’ve had your fun,” Julian said. He smirked but it had a sharp edge. “My brother’s handiwork, no doubt.”
My face burned, likely beet red. I dipped my face down, hoping to hide my neck with my hair. But it was already too late. He had clearly seen and hiding it now would not change that.
Still, to stop my blush, I felt I had to do something.
“Well, I’m glad at least one of us is having some fun,” he said.
I lifted my gaze, a bit surprised. Julian had a playboy reputation, and though I knew that
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