The Wedding Night (2)
Ch-101
Warning!!!! Mature Content ahead! R-18!
As Zaros attended the morning court, the first thing he had to deal with was the stunt pulled by her wife. Thankfully, Eudora and Lenora were by her side. They subdued every minister who made false claims. After that, they realized their kingdom was in deep trouble. Half the people were against the alliance, while others were against it.
After the court meeting, Lenora, Zaros, Eudora, and Maximus met inside his study room.
"Most of the ministers are under a spell," Eudora said, breaking the ice.
"The food that was being sent out to the people from the palace was being poisoned with a few herbs. Celine checked it," Lenora said.
"There are moles. The court is under surveillance all the time." Maximus added.
"The royal assistant beside me is not mine. I am concerned about the royal documents now," Zaros said with a smile.
The four of them knew something big was happening on the day of the crowning, which was five days away from today. This was also why Serene was left behind in the Werewolf kingdom—to cut off all the spies and tumors in the Werewolf kingdom. She would be here on the day of the crowning so as not to arouse any suspicion.
On the first day, Lenora, and everyone in the room did their handiwork to find out the loops so that they could use them against Azazel and his deeds on the d-day. But it looks like he was so deeply rooted that plucking him out was the hardest.
Zaros felt a headache coming his way after hearing everything.
"We should start by sending pure food to the citizens. And then let mom handle the matters of court in the name of crowning. This would reduce a lot of damage for now," Lenora said with a sigh.
Eudora and Maximus nodded their heads in agreement with her.
"If they take over my work, what should I do?" Zaros asked speechlessly.
"Make babies," Lenora said bluntly.
Lenora was awarded a bump on her head by her mother, while her husband and brother looked at her in shock.
"You ruined her innocence!" Zaros accused.
"Hawww… Lair! It's your sister who is not innocent. Do you know what kind of books she reads?" Maximus pointed with a wronged look.
Lenora: "..."
Eudora: "..."
"Don't forget, you both are kings." Eudora was reminded of feeling fed up with two big men.
"He started it, Mom!" they both said at once.
Eudora glared at the two men in front of her. "We should talk about more serious matters now," Eudora said.
With that, they both stopped bickering, and everyone started making plans. After that, they spoke for a while before they were done.
"You should get freshened up before you consummate," Eudora said to her son, who was eager to run away from the room. Hearing her, he sniffed himself as if to check if he was really smelly.
"You stink," Lenora said mercilessly before leaving the study. Hearing it, his heart stopped. He needs to smell fresh before he takes action. With that, he went and took a bath.
'I am going to be a husband. I will try many positions,' he said, going into the room cheerfully. As he entered the room, he saw his wife fast asleep.
The excitement died down seeing her like this. He has no desire to wake her up.
He went to the closet and put on a bathrobe before returning to the bed. The duvet slipped off her body, revealing her exquisite body to his eyes.
Adira was chubby, to begin with. But due to him being under the spell, she lost so much weight. Even though she lost some weight, she still has so much baby fat.
She wore skin-colored lingerie, which had the edges stitched with black lace. She looked so sexy and fuckable in his eyes. But he can't. She was asleep.
What a sad fate. Maybe he was the only man in history whose wife was asleep on their first night. To his bad, the swell of her boobs were visible to his eyes. He wished to rip those flimsy clothes, which were doing a bad job of hiding her body. They were just provocating him. But he couldn't respond to that provocation. Zaros sighed in disappointment as he got to the bed.
Adira was just falling asleep. When she felt the bed dip, she moved and opened her eyes. Seeing her husband, a small, lazy smile formed on her lips.
"You are back," she said.
Zaros smiled upon hearing her voice. "Yeah. Are you sleepy? Tired?" he asked.
"Nah. The attendees did a very good job. I feel relaxed all over," she said, snuggling closer to him.
"Trouble sleeping?" he inquired.
"Mmm," she murmured in response.
"Why's that?"
"I'm just too happy," Adira confessed.
"Grateful, huh?" he teased, gently rubbing her.
"Huh. Someone made me get a backache but sent a solution. That solution was too relaxing," she said. She moved a little forward and kissed on his Adam's apple, making him gulp.
Adira gazed into his eyes with her dark yellow eyes. She playfully tugged at his bathrobe, drawing him closer. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Zaros resisted his growing desires, but Adira's touch was awakening them. She sensually savored his lips, her hands exploring the contours of his firm chest and muscles. A familiar warmth stirred in his stomach, the effect of her enchanting presence. Adira, clad only in a bathrobe, stands in her bra and panties, and presses her soft body against him. A soft moan escaped him as her leg brushed against his dick, making him groan.
The final strand of his restraint snapped. Swiftly, he flipped her over, assuming control. Adira's body yielded beneath his touch. As he continued kissing her, she moaned, intensifying his desire. Her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him even closer.
The last strand of Zaros's patience snapped. He swiftly flipped over her, and now he was on top of Adira. Her body turned soft under his touch. As he began kissing her, she moaned into his mouth, intensifying his arousal.
He rocked his hips against her lower body. Adira could feel his growing desire for her. She was sure that she was already wet, dripping with anticipation. Adira longed for him, wanting him to enter her and have her senselessly. An unbearable, yet familiar, ache started to build. When he paused, Adira continued to move, craving his touch.
"D-don't stop," she said breathlessly.
