Chapter 9

Freya's POV

"No more rides for you!" Adrien said seriously.

"Including carriage rides too." Ishmael inserted. "You'll be jostled around too much."

I sent him a dirty look, and he winked at me playfully.

"Yes, no more of that as well."

Adrien was overjoyed to hear the news and while Ishmael was mostly kidding, Adrien meant every word he said. He knelt in front of me and stared at my stomach in wonder.

"No more town visits!" Ishmael laughed.

I rolled my eyes. Now he was being absolutely ridiculous.

"You won't be leaving the palace at all throughout the duration of your pregnancy." Adrien added.

I eyed him in irritation. "You could just confine me to our bed chambers, you know." My words were laced with annoyance.

"That isn't a very bad idea, Snow," his eyes were still fixated on my stomach. He didn't seem to be joking at all. "You can just stay in bed the whole time. You need rest and you're not to be stressed."

"No way I'm letting you do all that to me." I screamed in exasperation. "How would I get any basic thing done?"

"The palace is filled with servants, My love. Everyone will rush to do all of your bidding." Adrien stated as a matter of fact. "Or I could teach you to teleport. That should make things easier."

"No, no teleporting for her. It's her first time learning it, it'll take too much energy. Not in this state." Ishmael said again, looking at my stomach like he could actually see the baby.

I sent him a death glare. If he spoke one more time, I was going to cut off that blabbing tongue of his.

"I'm sorry." He raised his hands in surrender. "But it is true, teleportation is definitely a no-no for now."

"Ishmael is right, My love. We're just trying to protect you." Adrien cut in. "You've made me a very happy man, Freya and for that, I'm eternally grateful." He caressed my flat stomach as he spoke.

My heart melted at his words, and a strong urge to agree to all his desires washed over me instantly.

"It is safe to do all that I want right now, Adrien." I whispered softly and pressed kisses to his lush hair. He reluctantly dragged his eyes away from my stomach and stared up at me from his kneeling position on the floor.

I placed a palm on his cheek and he leaned into my touch. "Everything is fine, I promise." The depth of his gaze called to me and stirred up a wild longing within me. My undergarments dampened with the first signs of arousal.

Adrien's eyes darkened with arousal a moment later as well, as though mine had called for his. I looked away from him quickly to see if Ishmael had noticed anything, and he was nowhere to be found in the music room that we were all once together in.

Ha! I knew he didn't use the door, I didn't even hear him move. Teleportation was a trick that would come in handy, I was going to convince Adrien to teach it to me at a later date. For now, he would cure this ailment he had brought upon me himself.

Like he was reading my mind, Adrien parted my legs and slowly lifted layer after layer of my dress, his dark gaze never straying from mine. I waited for him to achieve his goal with breathless anticipation, my usual self-consciousness straying far from me.

A moment later, Adrien exposed the most hidden part of me fully and the tangy smell of my arousal filled the air. He inhaled deeply and groaned loudly. Maybe my pregnancy hormones were getting to me already because I wasn't going to be blamed for widening my legs some more at that guttural sound.

A big hand snaked up between my breasts and pushed me gently to lean back on my chair, then he placed little biting kisses on my thighs as he lifted them one after the other to place them on his shoulders. He sent me a glance and returned his keen gaze to that part of me.

His pink tongue darted out to lick and wet his lips lightly, and all hints of self-preservation left me. I used my right leg hanging on his left shoulder to nudge him forward slightly and he came, leaning almost all the way, before stopping. His warm breath fanned me intimately, the sensuality of it all making me pulse from within.

I waited, my breath coming in little pants, for his mouth to connect with that part of me and he waited too, dragging it all out, building my anticipation. A light breeze swayed the curtains of the music room, carrying the sweet fragrance of roses along with it, caressing our faces and my exposed body.

And when I couldn't take it anymore, I guided his head down to me…. He delved in tongue first like he had been waiting for me to make that decision for us. He licked and suckled, making my insides burst in sensations. My hands found their way into his hair, grabbing and pulling, and I let loose loud moans to show him how much he was pleasing me.

With each flick and swirl of his tongue, my senses heightened, and both of my eyes feathered shut. Little white lights flashed behind my eyelids. Adrien feasted on me like a starved man, his deep groans and contented sighs telling me that he was enjoying this as much as I was.

A finger slid into me, exploring my depths and my moans grew louder.

"Do you like that, Freya?" Came his deep voice through our bond, his ministrations never pausing for a second.

I nodded, forgetting that his head was buried and he couldn't see. A second finger joined in as well, and he increased his pace. "I want to hear you!" His voice came again, insistent and louder this time. "Am I pleasing you, Snow?" He asked, both of his fingers pumping into me with a fast pace and his mouth attached to that little bundle of nerves. Heat flooded my system.

"Yessssssss…." My response was a loud moan, the sound mingled with the slurping and relentless pumping, echoing in the room. The entire palace was probably hearing us right now but I did not care. I was only focused on reaching that peak.

I tried to push him away and drag him closer, my body refusing to decide between prolonging the anticipation or surrendering completely to the overwhelming desire. The tension built, the heat within me rising with each passing moment. Then, Adrien's fingers curved ever so slightly as he pumped into me, touching something whose existence I had no awareness of. The sensations sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my system and I screamed my release into the empty room.

Never before had I felt so good, my bones felt liquidated and I melted into the chair, panting to catch my breath. I closed my eyes to savor the feeling while a huge smile took over my face.

Minutes later, I was still cocooned in my feelings then I felt Adrien hover above me and I opened my eyes. "I'm not done with you, Snow." He sounded like sin, made into flesh and that was probably what he was.

In a flash, he lifted me off the chair, and in the blink of an eye, we were in our bedchamber and he was pressing me down into the soft bedding. My eyes widened to the size of saucers when I realized and he chuckled at my amazement.

"You have to teach me....." His mouth covered mine in a searing kiss before I could complete my words and I forgot all about teleportation as I surrendered to the intensity of the kiss. He branded me as his with his mouth and I gladly allowed him to.

He settled between my legs and ground his bulging member still clothed in his pants, to my sensitive flesh. New shocks of pleasure raided my body and I kissed him back fiercely, my whimpers and moans urged him on.

Adrien abruptly stood up and made quick work of getting himself naked. I let my eyes roam his body and he stood, letting me look to my fill. My cheeks flushed crimson when my eyes got to his engorged member. The realization caused me to redden further. It was me, I was doing that to him.

I sat up and he helped me out of my dress. Then we fell back to the bed, mouths fused in a passionate kiss and limbs tangled up with each other.

Then his member brushed against my entrance, causing me to quiver in excitement and I widened my legs, eager to accommodate him. He slid in with a sigh, filling me to the brim and fitting me perfectly. Almost like we were two parts of a whole, destined to always be united, and together we raced to perfection.

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"Hello little princess." Adrien cooed as he rubbed a big palm around my exposed stomach.

"It could be a little prince, you know." I sighed and adjusted to a more comfortable position on my makeshift bed.

I was tired of staying indoors all day and I had begged Adrien to let me have a picnic outdoors. He agreed, on the condition that he would be present as well. I didn't mind, my due date was close so I understood his need to be near.

"I really cannot wait to finally meet you." He continued, not paying any attention to me at all.

I let him continue his one-way conversation with my stomach, while I enjoyed the beautiful scenery and let the ambience wash the stress of the past few months away.

My pregnancy so far wasn't exactly a hard one but Adrien had been so shielding and protective. I wasn't allowed to do a single thing on my own, he wouldn't even touch me anymore for fear of harming me. I missed my husband and I couldn't wait to be done with this phase, any day now.

Ana came to me with more pillows from the carriage that accompanied us. Not that I was allowed to ride in it. This charming field was a little far off from the main residence but Adrien had insisted on carrying me the whole way.

"Thank you, Anna." I smiled at her as she helped me lay more comfortably on the numerous pillows. Adrien was being too careful with me.

He kissed his way around my bulging stomach, making me laugh. His kisses were ticklish. A little palm pushed forth from one part of my stomach and Adrien covered it with his. "I know little peanut, I'm counting down the moments until I see you."

This baby was a very active one, letting us know from time to time that it was right there. I watched Adrien as he interacted with my stomach, he would make a very good father and I was quite lucky to have him, to have all these.

As noon gradually gave way to early evening, the air became cooler, carrying with it the earthy scent of the surrounding meadow. The golden rays of the setting sun painted warm hues across the landscape, casting long shadows from the swaying branches of the ancient oak tree, which showered us with a few brown leaves now and then. The gentle rustle of leaves accompanied by the distant chirping of crickets created a serene atmosphere. Adrien's head rested carefully on my stomach and I let my hand roam through his lush black hair.

Closing my eyes, I inhaled and exhaled deeply, enjoying the serenity of it all when I felt it. Wetness flooded my skirts, soaking totally through and dampening everything. Adrien felt it as well, as he was laying partway on me.

He rose up abruptly, looking from me to the dampness on my skirts and back to me.

With a smile, I whispered to him, "It is time, My love."