Surviving as a Prince of Britannia

Author’s Note: This chapter contains mature content.

I took Euphie—that is, Euphemia li Britannia, my half-sister and my second wife—out of the office.

...But where should we go?

Back when I took Cornelia out after learning she was pregnant, I brought her straight to the Tenochtitlan villa.

We set off fireworks and spent the whole day together.

Should I do the same for Euphie as well?

No. She may be the second wife, but she is also the beloved younger sister of my first wife. Perhaps I should prepare something even more special?

Shopping at luxury boutiques in the Imperial Capital of Pendragon?

Should I buy gifts for Cornelia, too?

Those worries vanished in an instant.

Euphie smiled brightly and said,

“I’ll invite you, Elder Brother.”

“Uh... to where?”

“To my villa in the Miranda Knightly Territory. It comes with a private beach...”

The Miranda Knightly Territory... in my original world, it would correspond roughly to Venezuela. Here, however, it was a tourist destination reserved for the upper class: members of the Imperial Family, court aristocrats residing in the Imperial Capital of Pendragon, the Caudillos of the southern region—that is, Areas 4 through 7—the financiers of Shatemuc Street, the equivalent of Wall Street in my original timeline, and so on...

“If it’s just one night and two days... that should be enough, right?”

I nodded silently.

That night, inside the private plane—

Euphie hooked her arm through mine.

“When you were with Elder Sister Cornelia, you took her to your Tenochtitlan villa, right?”

“This time... I’m taking you to my private mansion, Elder Brother.”

“Euphie...”

Just as we were about to kiss, a bell rang on her private line.

“Ah. It’s Shirley... may I take this for a moment?”

I nodded.

Click

The video call opened, and Shirley appeared before Euphie with a bright expression.

“Lady Euphemia! Congratulations on your pregnancy!”

“Why, thank you, Shirley!”

“T-the truth is... I’m pregnant too. And so is Milly!”

Euphie’s eyes widened before her smile bloomed.

“...Really? Congratulations, Shirley!”

“And please give my regards to Milly, too!”

“Thank you! I hope Your Highness delivers a healthy baby as well!”

But then my own line rang at the same time.

The caller was... Shirley.

[Your Highness... I couldn’t get through, so I called Lady Euphemia first... I’m sorry...]

I chuckled and murmured,

“Lelouch will end up saying it directly at the ball.”

Euphie playfully pinched my arm.

“I don’t know who Elder Brother Lelouch’s partner will be... but at this ball, your partner will be me, right?”

Ah...

So that means I’ll have to soothe a sulking Millirze again later, in bed, huh?

8:00 PM.

We arrived at Euphie’s private villa in the Miranda Knightly Territory.

From the private beach, we could see the sun slowly setting.

Soon, we reached the bedroom.

Only the sound of the waves could be heard.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Euphie fumbled with her dress, letting it slip to the floor like a discarded shell.

Beneath, the pale green bikini left barely anything to the imagination, the thin fabric clinging desperately to her curves, revealing the soft swell of her breasts and the delicate curve of her waist where a single string tied it together.

She stepped toward me, her eyes darkened with hunger, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

“Elder brother… look at me. Only me.”

I pulled her into my arms, the heat radiating from her body searing through the thin cloth.

Her skin shimmered, pale and flawless under the moonlight, tasting sweet like dew.

I laid her back, spreading her legs wide, and kissed the soft skin of her stomach right above the gentle swell where our child already nestled.

“Right here…” I whispered against her skin, “in this warmth, our child will grow.”

Euphie ran her fingers through my hair, her breath hitching in her throat.

“Be careful… my body is so sensitive… everything feels so much stronger now…”

I untied the strings of her bikini, letting the green fabric pool around her.

Her firm breasts sprung free, her nipples already hard and aching for me. I teased them with my fingers, watching her back arch off the bed.

Then, lower still, I untied the bottom and traced the glistening folds between her thighs.

I parted her petals, tasting her nectar, feeling her legs tremble and wrap around my head.

“Haah…! Elder brother…! Ah…! Yes…! Lick me there…!”

Her voice broke as I sucked on her sensitive nub.

Slowly, agonizingly, I pushed inside her.

The tightness was overwhelming, her body clamping around my length like a vice.

“Ugh…! It’s… too big…! Ah…! Please… go deeper…!”

She cried out, tears of pleasure streaming down her face.

Her pregnancy had made her hyper-sensitive; even the slightest movement sent shockwaves through her.

I began to thrust, slow and deep, hitting the spot that made her scream.

“Good…! That’s it…! Harder…! I want to feel you everywhere…!” She clawed at my back, her nails digging in.

I grabbed her hips, lifting her to meet me, and started to piston in and out, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing loud in the quiet night, punctuated by the crashing waves outside.

Her body arched and bucked with every thrust, her cries of pleasure growing wilder.

I buried myself to the hilt, filling her completely, and came with a roar, my seed flooding her depths.

She cried out, her body convulsing around me, milking me for everything I had.

I pulled out, and my second release painted her stomach in hot streaks. She eagerly took me in her mouth, her tongue swirling greedily, until I stiffened again and filled her throat.

She swallowed every drop, then looked up at me with dazed, lustful eyes.

4 AM. Euphie lay limp against my chest, her body glistening with sweat and our mingled fluids.

“Elder brother… the private jet is waiting for tomorrow evening…”

I stroked her belly, feeling the tiny life inside, and kissed her deeply.

“I want to stay for another day. I want to be buried inside you, over and over, until I forget the rest of the world.”

Euphie’s eyes sparkled with devotion and desire.

“Whatever my brother desires… I will give you everything. Stay with me tonight.”

And we melted into one another again, our bodies entangled in a desperate, eternal embrace, ignoring the approaching dawn, refusing to let go until the sun forced us apart.