“Ah, ahhh… Hngh.”
While Joel struggled fruitlessly beneath him, the Crown Prince fervently pleasured him.
Joel’s unique scent was driving him to the brink of madness.
Now that he was undressed, his belly was more prominent than the Prince had imagined, and his naked form was breathtakingly erotic.
“Hng… Ha, ahhh!”
Panicked, Joel covered his mouth again.
The intense pleasure made his vision blur.
The climax was approaching rapidly, and the thought of finishing in the Prince’s mouth horrified him.
He tried desperately to push the Prince’s head away.
However, no matter how hard he pushed against his forehead, the Prince wouldn’t budge.
A stallion in heat would have been more gentlemanly. In his desperation, Joel grabbed the Prince’s hair to pull him back, pleading, “Please… stop… please stop…!” before finally unraveling.
“Ahhh…!”
Lying limp, Joel felt a few tears escape.
To do such a thing in the Prince’s mouth… he felt he might die of pure shame and humiliation.
He tried to pull a blanket over himself to hide his body, but the Prince snatched it away the moment he touched it.
Joel buried his face in his hands, wishing he could sink through the floor.
Meanwhile, the Crown Prince, seemingly devoid of shame, used the fluids to lubricate Joel’s rear entrance.
Feeling the fingers teasing the opening, Joel’s heart sank.
At this rate, they were going to go all the way right here in the carriage.
Should he blame himself for letting his guard down and forgetting the Prince’s debaucherous tastes?
To make matters worse, he was the only one naked. It was an utterly mortifying sight.
What if the carriage door opened right now?
Joel wanted to demand why the Prince had stripped him bare in broad daylight, but he feared that if he spoke, the Prince wouldn’t put Joel’s clothes back on—he would simply take his own off.
He decided to stay silent.
“I wonder if it’s still too much to use a finger?”
The Prince muttered seriously while toyed with the entrance.
Since Joel was only four months along, he worried that too much stimulation might harm the baby.
“Y-yes! That’s right! You can’t!”
Joel nodded vigorously upon hearing the Prince’s monologue, his hands still covering his beet-red face.
Amused by his innocent reaction, the Prince asked in a mischievous tone, “Then… how about my tongue?”
“That’s even worse!”
Joel shrieked in horror.
A finger was terrifying enough; the tongue was out of the question!
The memory of the Prince licking his backside once before made Joel feel like he might faint.
At Joel’s strong rejection, the Crown Prince finally relented.
“Fine… Disappointing, but I’ll give up on penetration.”
The physician had said Joel was stable, but even so, the Prince couldn’t bring himself to torment his pregnant Omega any further.
The rest could wait until after the child was born.
Since Joel would be by his side forever now, there was no reason to rush.
The Prince withdrew his hand from Joel’s rear and instead busied himself kneading Joel’s thighs while latching onto his nipples.
The Prince continued to lick and suck every inch of Joel’s body until evening arrived.
It was only when Abe stopped the carriage and knocked on the door that Joel was finally liberated from the lustful Prince.
“Your Highness, the sun is about to set. We have arrived at a castle; shall we stay here for the night and depart early tomorrow morning?”
“Let’s do that.”
Hearing Abe’s voice, the Prince finally let Joel go.
Joel scrambled to put his clothes back on.
Though unlikely, he was terrified that Abe might swing the carriage door open at any second.
Exhausted to the point of collapse, his fingers fumbled with the buttons several times.
Watching Joel struggle, the Prince pushed his hands aside and fastened the buttons for him.
“I’m taking a different carriage tomorrow,” Joel huffed, his eyes rimmed with red.
The Prince replied mockingly, “Well… I don’t think there will be any spare seats.”
Joel snapped back, “Then I’ll ride in the luggage wagon!” but when the Prince shamelessly retorted, “If you’d prefer doing it in a luggage wagon, I’m more than happy to oblige,” Joel was forced to give up the argument.
He wasn’t so foolish as to not know what the Prince meant by “doing it.”
Once dressed, Joel was relieved to find that the marks left by the Prince were hidden by his clothes.
He didn’t have the courage to face people immediately after what had happened, but knowing it would look even more suspicious if he stayed inside, he opened the door with a heavy heart.
Joel stepped out with trembling legs, and Abe, waiting by the door, helped him down.
Abe treated him with his usual composed manner, but Joel, pricked by his own conscience, kept his head bowed low.
Standing on solid ground, he saw a long line consisting of the Lord of the castle and his relatives waiting to greet them.
Joel lowered his head even further.
He desperately wished he had a cloak to hide his face.
On the other hand, the Crown Prince stepped out behind Joel with a perfectly shameless expression. He greeted the Lord as if nothing had happened.
“You must have been surprised by our sudden arrival. My apologies.”
“N-not at all! It is an honor to host Your Highness.”
The Lord bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the ground.
He rubbed his hands together obsequiously, fluttering about how he had prepared a banquet the moment he heard the news, though he worried if it would meet the Prince’s noble standards.
Expert at flattery, the Lord turned to Joel.
“And oh! You must be the rumored Crown Princess consort! Your beauty is so radiant I feel I might go blind.”
The Prince smiled with satisfaction and wrapped an arm around Joel’s waist.
Because of this, Joel missed his chance to clarify that he wasn’t the Crown Princess yet.
“A banquet. We haven’t had a proper meal during our long journey, so that is perfect. Let’s head in.”
The Prince began to walk, supporting Joel.
Joel bit his lip as his swollen nipples rubbed against his shirt.
The pain was one thing, but the embarrassment was truly killing him.
Contrary to the Lord’s modest claims, the long dining table was laden with a magnificent feast.
Joel enjoyed the banquet for the first time in a long while, with the Prince personally serving him.
The Lord grew anxious seeing Joel focus entirely on his food without saying a word, fearing he had offended the future consort, but he relaxed after the Prince explained that Joel was experiencing morning sickness due to his pregnancy.
Full and satisfied, Joel began to doze off at the table.
With the Prince by his side, he felt free from the heavy pressure and responsibility that had weighed on his shoulders.
Having spent every moment on edge to protect the siblings, Joel finally let go of his tension.
The Prince gently took the fork from Joel’s sleeping hand and picked him up with great care not to wake him.
Carried into the bedroom, Joel woke up to the refreshing scent of flowers and fruit.
The Lord had decorated the room lavishly for him.
Perhaps because it was the warm and fertile South bordering the sea, there were fresh strawberries, grapes, and peaches, as well as rare exotic fruits.
When Joel showed signs of wanting to get down, the Prince carefully set him on his feet.
Joel asked Becky for a basket and filled it with various fruits.
The Prince, who had been unhappy with how thin Joel had become, smiled at the sight, but contrary to his expectations, Joel handed the full basket to Becky.
“Becky, where is Jack?”
“Jack? You mean Jack the mule? He’s resting in the stable right now.”
“Could you take these to him? And you and Rob should take as much as you want to eat as well.”
Becky bowed her head at Joel’s thoughtful care.
“Thank you.”
As the Prince watched her leave with the basket, he grumbled peevishly.
“A mule? Do I have to be jealous of livestock now, in addition to the maid and servant?”
His pouting jealousy made him look no different from a five-year-old child.
Joel approached the Prince and patted his back.
“Oh, Your Highness. If it weren’t for Jack the mule, I would have been sold as a harlot by now.”
“That’s true… Now that I think of it, I heard you ordered the mule to attack the human traffickers.”
“I didn’t order him; the mule stepped forward to save me on his own. He is a truly wonderful friend. Since I am safe thanks to him, please look upon him kindly.”
The Prince, who had been jealous of the attention Joel gave the animal, immediately dropped his grumpy attitude upon hearing the explanation.
Jack the mule was effectively the Prince’s benefactor as well.
He promised that once they returned to the capital, the mule would lead the victory parade, be exempted from labor for life, and be provided with endless fruit and hay.
