Louis rubbed Macee's belly. He did that when she was not feeling well and it always seemed to help. “You two make a handsome pair,” Katherine said. She rarely saw love present in political marriages, but it was obvious that her brother and Macee really loved each other. They were so adorable.
“We really do,” Prince Louis answered. He was never good at accepting compliments. He had the “prince syndrome” as Macee called it. Princes and rich men always seemed so conceited.
Macee rolled her eyes. “Thank you,” she replied as Katherine sat up.
“I shall leave the two of you alone,” she said.
“You're going already?”
“Yes,” Katherine rubbed Macee's arm. She got to her feet and left Macee's quarters.
“Au revoir,” Louis called out to his sister as she left. He returned his attention to Macee. “Feeling better?” he asked her.
“Yes, I am okay. Strangely, lying on the floor helps. Being pregnant really does make one peculiar.”
“Do not blame the pregnancy,” Prince Louis joked. Macee jerked her head up and frowned at Louis. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “So how is the Global Girls charity event going?” he asked her.
“Everything is almost done,” Macee replied. The event was taking place in a few days. She had been organising it for the past few weeks and it had been hard on her, as she had never done anything like it before and she wanted it to be a success.
“Good to hear that you’re making progress.”
“I should really go check things out but I feel so tired.”
Prince Louis ran his hand through her hair and kissed her forehead. “You should rest,” he said to her. He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. She caressed his face, as he lowered his head and kissed her.
“Stay,” she whispered and carried on kissing him. Her hormones were in overdrive and she found that she enjoyed kissing much more now than before she was pregnant.
“I thought you said that you were tired?”
Rubbing his chest, “Louis,” she whispered against his lips. “If you make love to me, I might sleep better,” she answered, as she kissed him.
Groaning, he pulled her tightly against him. “Who am I to argue with the hormones of a pregnant woman?”
“Especially when it’s your wife,” Macee replied as she nibbled on his chin.
Lying down next to her, he leaned on his arm as he looked at his wife. Running his fingers across her cheek, he smiled at her, as she unbuttoned his shirt. Kissing his chest, she tugged his shirt out of his waistband. “We have too many clothes on,” she complained, as he laughed.
“Well, then we need to do something about that,” he replied as he sat up to pull his shirt off.
Sitting up, Macee quickly pulled off her clothes as her husband slipped out of his pants. As he sat back down on the bed, Macee pounced on him, as she pushed him down. Laughing, he fell over backwards as she straddled his waist and began kissing him.
“Have I told you how much I love you?” she asked as she kissed him.
“No, you haven’t. At least not today,” he replied as he kissed her back. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he pulled her closer, as he rubbed her back. He resisted the urge to flip her onto her back, as he wanted to see how far she would take it. While she was still very shy around him sexually, her raging hormones were making her bold and he was enjoying this side of her.
Kissing his face, she nuzzled his neck as she kissed her way down his collarbone. Her hair tickled his nipple, as he gasped. Giving him a wicked look, she tentatively licked his nipple as he made a hissing noise. Grinning, she licked his other one, as she felt it get hard. She had no idea that Louis would like it and she was curious as to what else he enjoyed. Blowing air across his chest, she liked seeing goose bumps rise up as she lightly tickled his chest. Sliding down his body, she licked his bellybutton and could not resist giggling when he sucked in his stomach.
His growing erection bobbed against her stomach as she worked her way down his body. Kissing his hip, she rubbed her cheek against his pelvis, as she wrapped her hand around his penis. Squeezing lightly, she began to move her hand up and down the way he taught her as he rubbed her head. Raising her head, she licked the head of his penis as she continued to pump her hand up and down.
“Oh, Macee,” he moaned, as he tangled his fingers in her hair. Pushing against her head, Macee slowly lowered her mouth over his shaft, as she squeezed the base. As she dragged her head back up, she put pressure with her tongue, as he shuddered beneath her. She could not resist smiling as she realized how much he was enjoying himself. Up until now, he had always taken the lead on their lovemaking, perhaps it was time that she do so. At least once in a while, Macee thought, much preferring when he was in charge.
Bobbing her head up and down, she found a consistent rhythm, as she continued to lick and suck at his penis. Swirling her tongue around the head, she put pressure on his more sensitive parts, as he began to pant. Tightening his hand on her head, he fisted his other hand, as he fought not to come. Groaning, he tugged at her hair, as Macee looked up at him. Her eyes held desire, as she looked at him lazily. Crooking his finger at her, she slid up his body, as he flinched at the pressure against his now painful erection. If he were not careful, he would come too soon.
Straddling his hips, Macee slowly lowered herself onto his cock, moaning at how good it felt. Gripping her hips, he held tight as she began to rise up and down. Leaning heavily on his chest, Macee closed her eyes as the sensations made her shudder.
“Look at me, Macee, I want to see your passion,” Louis whispered. Opening her eyes, she looked at her husband as she picked up speed. Rubbing her fingers on his nipples, she adjusted her direction as she made short figure-eight movements with her pelvis, as she moved back and forth. Moaning, he gripped her hips tightly, as he matched her thrust for thrust. Calling out her name, he arched up into her as his orgasm hit. Moaning, she squeezed his nipples as her own orgasm rolled through her and she shuddered above him. She convulsed milking him, as she continued to ride him.
Finding her clit, he rubbed at it as another orgasm quickly followed and Macee cried out his name. Rolling her beneath him, he kissed her face. “That was fantastic,” he told her as he continued to kiss her. Smiling lazily at him, she mumbled something about being hungry, as he laughed. “Of course, you are,” he told her as he hugged her tight.
* * *
It was the day of the Global Girls charity event and Macee was on site early to make sure everything was in place. She was so proud of all her hard work and how well everything had come together. She sat down with some of the girls to munch on cupcakes, as they waited for the guests to arrive.
“What is it like being married to a prince?” one of the girls asked Macee.
“I do not even see him as a prince,” Macee replied as she shrugged her shoulders. I see him as my husband and the man I love who happens to be a prince.”
“That is so sweet,” several of the girls said at once.
The girls kept asking her for advice and asked her about being the crown princess. Macee was happy to give them advice as she found that she really liked spending time with them. Moments later, her sisters arrived. She was so happy to see them, as she jumped up to hug them.
“You two look lovely,” Macee said to her sisters. They were both wearing pencil dresses. Francesca wore a green one with a peplum design at the waist and short sleeves while Liane’s was a black sleeveless one.
“Thanks, so do you,” Liane replied. Macee wore a knee length white dress with full lace sleeves. Her sisters greeted the girls Macee was speaking to.
The venue they were hosting the charity event at was a grand hall with mirrored walls and chandeliers that made the room sparkle. Macee had arranged for several photographers to assist with taking photos of guests as they arrived. At 1500 Euros a ticket, the event included a sit down dinner, champagne and an auction with all proceeds going to the Global Girls charity. Whomever bid the highest would have the privilege of taking an eligible bachelorette out on a date.
Prince Louis finally arrived. Dressed in a cream-coloured linen suit and pale blue silk shirt, he kissed his wife. Since this was her first event as crown princess, it was important to Macee that she do a good job and she greatly wanted to please her husband. “I am glad you are finally here,” she said to him.
“As am I. Come, show me around before the guests arrive,” he said to her.
“You will love it but first, let me introduce you to the girls I have been working with,” she told him as she grabbed his hand. Macee knew that her husband had rock star status with many of them, which was proven true when some of the girls started screaming when they saw Prince Louis walking towards them.
Macee introduced her husband, as the girls shyly greeted him. He was quick to charm them, as they began excitedly asking him questions and posing for pictures with him.
Then Lord Jacques arrived. He was dressed in a dark charcoal suit and a black shirt. He left his shirt unbuttoned at the top, just enough to reveal his collarbone. He was sporting a two-day old beard and smiled as he greeted Princess Katherine, the queen and her sister, Bridgette.
“He looks very handsome,” the queen said after he left. Katherine wanted to agree but she knew the purpose of her mother complimenting him. She drank her champagne and did not offer a response.
“I agree, he is quite a handsome and charming man,” Bridgette said.
Lord Jacques approached Liane and Francesca. “Good evening ladies,” he said to them. Liane immediately started smiling at him.
“Hello, Lord Jacques,” Liane replied.
“Good evening,” Francesca said.
“You ladies look gorgeous,” he added as he looked at Francesca who studiously attempted to ignore him.
“Thank you. You look very handsome yourself,” Liane replied.
“Oh, I look average.”
Liane laughed. “Modest, very nice,” she said as he smiled in response. .
“You made it,” Jean Pierre said as he approached them. “Ladies, please excuse us as I need to steal him for a moment,” he said, as he kissed his wife.
“Oh, do take him,” Francesca said. Liane looked at her with raised eyebrows. Francesca shrugged her shoulders and sipped her champagne as the men walked away. She always felt so nervous around Lord Jacques. Mrs LeBlanc walked in moments later and went to greet her girls first. Her husband, Colonel LeBlanc, was still away on an errand for the king and was not able to attend. She was so proud of Macee. Months ago, she would never have imagined her daughter organising such a grand event let alone being the crown princess. She had come a long way in such a short time.
As the dinner drew to an end, Francesca was glad that the men and women were sitting on different sides of the room in anticipation of the auction. This meant that Lord Jacques was not sitting at their table. He made her feel uncomfortable the way he was always staring at her as if she were some sort of specimen. Macee walked up on stage to the microphone. “Good evening, everyone. I hope you are enjoying yourselves this evening. Before we begin, on behalf of the Global Girls charity, I want to thank you for your attendance,” she said. “Now, it is time for the part of the evening that the bachelors have been waiting for,” Macee said as she winked. Some of the guests laughed. “Okay, gentlemen have your cheque books ready and let us get started,” she added. She called the first bachelorette to the stage and started the auction.
“This is crazy,” Francesca whispered to Liane.
“Why? I think it’s fun,” Liane replied.
“It feels like you are being told how much you are worth and its horrible if no one really bids on you.”
Liane laughed. Her sister was so uptight. When she was betrothed to the crown prince, she had to act accordingly. Now that she was not, she wanted to let down her hair a little, especially since Jean Pierre was a bad influence on her. However, Francesca had no reason to be so uptight.
“You know your worth, so why should you feel otherwise? And it’s a charity event. Someone will always bid.”
“Why are you not bidding?” Prince Louis asked Lord Jacques who was just sitting there sipping his champagne.
“I have not seen anything I like yet,” he responded as Prince Louis and Jean Pierre laughed.
Macee carried on with the auction and it was going well. She thought of adding one more bachelorette and she knew that she was going to be in trouble with her afterwards. “Now the last young lady up for auction will be my beautiful and intelligent sister, Francesca,” Macee said.
Francesca's eyes flew open. When Macee had told her about the auction, she told her that she would never do anything like that. Even Liane was unaware of her plans, but she definitely liked the idea. Francesca shook her head but everyone at the table kept cheering for her to get on stage.