The Cursed Prince

"Why would you make me feel uncomfortable?" Clara fluttered her lashes. "Are you kicking while sleeping? Do you talk in your sleep?"

"No... no, at all," Edgar felt his penis throb. It became more unbearable now. How could he explain the kind of discomfort he was feeling now and what he would cause her if he decided to sleep with Clara on the same bed?

"So?" Clara slowly pursed her lips. "Do you not like me anymore that you don't want to hug me while I sleep?"

She started shivering and it made Edgar feel so bad. He knew the temperature had dropped really low. She must be feeling really cold right now. He wished it was that easy for him to just hug her to sleep.

He would really love it.

But not tonight.

"I like you, very much..." he stammered. "It's not that."

"So...?" Tears started forming in Clara's eyes and now Edgar realized she had truly misunderstood him.

Should he just be honest with her and tell her that he was feeling uncomfortable sharing her bed for the night because.... well, because he actually liked her too much?

"No, Clara, honey... on the contrary... I really like you, that's why I think I shouldn't share your bed tonight," Edgar finally tried to explain with difficulty.

He was embarrassed to admit that his self-preservation was not as good as he thought, but he knew he needed to explain it so his fiancee wouldn't misunderstand.

He continued his words. "I don't think I will let you sleep and enjoy your well-deserved rest if I sleep on the same bed with you tonight."

"Huh?" Clara looked at him with confusion evident in her eyes. "I don't understand."

"Well... I..." Edgar took a deep breath. "I am feeling turned on by you... I am sorry. I thought I could hold it and keep my cool, but just now, when you talked about babies... it was so hot and suddenly my brain was like... go into baby-making mode... ahaha... it's ridiculous."

He laughed to hide his embarrassment. Now that he got it out of his system, he hoped Clara wouldn't get the wrong idea with him choosing the take the couch for the night. He then added, "You should rest, sweetheart. I will join you in bed tomorrow. Promise. I will be better."

"Oh..." Clara finally understood what was going on. She chuckled and covered her lips with the back of her hand, hiding a wide grin on her face. Gosh... she thought Edgar was really adorable. She finally nodded. "I see."

"So, yeah... You should change into your nightgown and rest. I will read a book here on the couch to distract myself," Edgar offered. "I'll be fine."

He immediately added, "I am sorry for being weak, my love. I need to better exert my self-control. I don't want you to not get your rest. Look at you. You are small and tired. I care about you and I want you to get your much-needed sleep. If I stayed with you tonight, my desire will just make you feel discomfort. I promise, just for tonight. We can share the bed tomorrow."

"Ahh..." Now that he explained everything, Clara understood what Edgar was feeling.

She now knew he did it for her sake, not because he found fault with her. Ha. This made her grin uncontrollably.

Clara suddenly jumped toward Edgar and clung to his arms. The man was caught off guard and didn't know what to do but his strong arms had automatically received her body and held her close to him.

"I love you," she whispered. Clara looked the man in the eye and showed her deep affection. "Thank you for thinking of me and my comfort, but I also want to think about your comfort."

"Huh...?"

"Do you want to do it?" Clara's voice was hoarse and she tried to hide her embarrassment by looking brave. "I want you to sleep by my side, to hug me when I sleep, and share your warmth with me during these cold nights. If we do it tonight, we can just sleep comfortably together from now onwards."

She spoke clearly and honestly, what she was thinking in her heart. Clara may be young, but she was not dumb when it came to intimate relationships. Her mother already had the talk with her before she left Wintermere to be with Edgar.

Since they would leave all the wedding preparation to the Chaucers, while Clara spent time getting to know Edgar's family, Lady Langley thought it was important to teach her daughter about sexual intimacy. So, Clara would be ready and know what to expect.

She loved babies and was now encouraged by the talks over dinner earlier about making babies with Edgar. Wouldn't it be amazing to have little Edgar or little Clara in their home soon?

"What do you think....?" She bit her lower lip in an innocent way but looked so seductive in Edgar's eyes. "We will do it anyway, sooner or later. I love you, and you love me. And I want to give your mother the grandbabies she craves for."

"Oh, Clara..." Edgar looked at that beautiful face, which was only inches away from his.

He realized Clara might become this bold because of the wine she consumed earlier. He liked her being meek and demure, but he loved this side of her too.

Well... he loved everything about her!

"I... well, I would love to do that with you," he replied with difficulty. His throat felt parched and his voice was hoarse. "But we must not be too rash. We have all the time in the world to have sex and make babies after we get married. It's only three months away."

He swallowed and then added. "I don't want you to get pregnant right away because... you must want to fit in your wedding dress... I know this because one of my sisters once complained so much when she gained even a little weight before her wedding and she cried for days because of it."

Having many siblings had this advantage for Edgar. He became more understanding and he learned from his siblings' experience on what to do and not do.

The memory of his sister crying pitifully just because she couldn't fit into her dress and they had to alter it several times was still fresh in his mind.

Edgar didn't want Clara to cry on their wedding day. he wanted her to be happy. It was supposed to be HER day.

"So what if I can't fit into my wedding dress?" Clara said with a sweet smile. "If that's what's been holding you back, there is no need to worry about it. I don't care."

"Huh?" Edgar batted his eyes in surprise. Did Clara just say she didn't care about her wedding dress? He was pleasantly surprised to always find something new and interesting about her. "You are weird... ahahaha... Other girls would care so much about how they look..."

Clara brushed her thumb on Edgar's lips and said coyishly, "I am not other girls."

Edgar was stunned to hear her answer. He looked her straight in the eye, his expression looking amused. His voice was extremely tender when he spoke, "No, you are not other girls. No one can compare to you..."

He opened his mouth and gently bit her thumb on his lips. Then, he sucked the thumb with his mouth, while he closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. He truly felt he was the luckiest man in the world.

Maybe they should just really do it and get it out of the way.

He would get rid of his discomfort. She would be kept warm. And once they did the deed for the first time, the next night and the night after that would just be a beautiful moment for them to be intimate.

"You are so amazing," he opened his eyes and looked at Clara with his eyes filled with lust. "Have I told you that?"

"No..." Clara shook her head sheepishly.

"Well... you are." Edgar tilted his head and kissed her lips passionately. "You are amazing."

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From Missrealitybites:

Aww... Edgar and Clara are really sweet with each other. I can't wait to give them many babies... hahahaha. How many children do you think they should have?

PS: Thank you so, so much for sticking around by this book all this time. I didn't realize it's already past 700 chapters with a total of 823k words to date.

This is equal to 17 copies of "The Great Gatsby". Give yourself a pat on the back for reading so much for just one book!