" So ," Ariel laughed as she settled herself in the comfortable seat beside her new husband as they drank French champagne and ate strawberries with cream while the company plane flew gracefully along the deep blue sky. " So , tell me more about this Eldermere. I must admit I know nothing about it besides what the prince says. For example how do you know the King ? "
Nicholas smiled at his new wife and fed her one plump red strawberry between her slightly open full lips. A hint of white smooth cream lined her mouth and her pink tongue darted out to lick at it, a motion that very much tantalized him. " Well , " he murmured as his hand went down to her leg to stroked it slowly," the king and I, as I said before, are old friends. Dating all the way back to our university days. Alaric was a wild one once. But still sensitive with a gentle intelligent side to him. A little like Cedric. In fact, I see more of him in Cedric than Rowen. Rowen is not much like his mother either. He is just.... just Rowen. " His hand moved under her skirt and slid all the way up her thigh until the fingers felt the lace of her panties. " The country is small historic one. Very old. Founded in the early ninth century . Very prominent in global trade. Strong on agriculture and the environment. As well as the arts. "
Ariel leaned forward in the seat until their lips met casually. " That sounds lovely. I can't wait to see your cottage in , where is it again ....." As they kissed their tongues mingled and played about with one another.
" Thistle - On - The - Wind ," he whispered against her lips. His arms went around her body as he drew her onto his lap.
Then the plane began to rock slightly in the air , startling them both slightly.
Nicholas laughed softly. " A bit bumpy today."
" Yes ," Ariel agreed as their lips met in another long deep sensual kiss.
Then the plane rocked even more, causing her to almost slide off his lap. Nicholas tightened his hold on her as the flight attendant came from the cockpit with a concerned look on her young trim face.
" Excuse me ," she said politely to them. " Mr. Volkouv and Mrs. Volkouva , the pilot said we're experiencing a little bit of bad weather. Apparently there's a bad storm. He would like you to return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts please. "
Suddenly it felt as though a low booming rubble swept through the luxurious cabin as Nicholas and Ariel both sat in their seats, fastening the seatbelts. They glanced at each other for a long moment. Ariel's eyes were wide and questioning. Nicholas's eyes were reassuring and steady. He reached for her hand again and squeezed it.
" It will be fine. Just a bit of turbulence or whatnot. "
Then the sound of the smooth engine was replaced by a rush of eerie wind as the plane seemed to aim itself downward. The lights on the plane flickered several times and Ariel began to scream as Nicholas reached for her.
" It will be fine," he murmured to her in a strong confident voice. " The pilot will get everything under control. I promise. "
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON 15
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about the disabled math genius and former professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their assorted family , friends and enemies in the Washington D.C. Metropolitan area. Diverse. Mult...