Encounter with Princess Arabella

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The next morning, the sun peeks through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Theo stirs, the scent of fresh flowers and the sound of distant birds filling his senses. He opens his eyes to find Lily and Ely already awake, both of them smiling softly as they lean over him.

"Good Morning, Master," they say in unison, their voices filled with affection. They each lean in to give him a gentle kiss, Lily on the cheek, Ely on the lips. Their affection is pure and sincere, a morning greeting that speaks of the intimate bond they've formed.

Theo smiles groggily, his eyes still adjusting to the light. "Good morning," he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep. He reaches out to pull them both closer, feeling their warmth and love wash over him like a comforting blanket. "Thank you for...everything."

Ely's cheeks redden, but she doesn't pull away from the embrace. "It is our honor, Master," she says, her eyes shining.

Lily nods, her own eyes filled with a gentle warmth. "We are here to serve," she says, her hand resting on his chest.

Theo's hand finds Lily's, his thumb stroking the back of her hand in a gesture of comfort. "And I am here for you both," he says, his voice firm. "Always."

The three of them share a moment of quiet understanding.

As Theo sits up in bed, stretching his arms, Lily can't help but admire his physique. She quickly averts her gaze, remembering her place. "Master, I have taken the liberty of preparing your bath," she says, standing up gracefully. "If you wish to begin your day refreshed, I would be more than happy to assist you."

Ely's eyes light up as she notices Theo's morning arousal. "Oh, it seems like our hero is already prepared for the day's challenges," she says, her tone teasing. She crawls over to him, her fur brushing against his skin. "Let me help you with that," she says, reaching for the hem of his sleeping tunic. She gently pulls it up, revealing his firm erection. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in to kiss the tip, her pink tongue darting out to taste him.

Theo gasps, his eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. "Ely," he breathes, his voice filled with want.

The room is suffused with a seductive warmth as Ely continues to kiss and lick Theo's growing erection, her actions a silent declaration of her loyalty and love. Her feline eyes lock onto his, her own need reflected in the depths of her gaze. Meanwhile, Lily watches from the side, her own desires stirring within her. Despite the occasional pang of jealousy, she knows that Ely's actions are for the greater good. The bond between the three of them has grown stronger, and she understands that they must support each other in every way possible. She approaches the bed, her own hand reaching out to stroke Theo's chest, her thumb circling one of his nipples.

Theo's breath hitches as he feels Lily's touch, his eyes flickering between the two devoted women. "You both are...so incredible," he whispers, his hand reaching out to cup Lily's cheek.

The tension in the room is palpable as the three of them share a moment of silent understanding. They are bound by duty, by love, by a prophecy that none of them fully comprehend. Yet, in this intimate moment, all that matters is the connection they share.

Lily leans in, her lips brushing against his in a gentle kiss. "Let us serve you, Master," she whispers, her voice filled with longing. "Together, we will face whatever challenges come our way."

Theo nods, his breathing growing ragged. He knows that the day ahead will bring more questions and decisions, but for now, he's content to lose himself in the love of his devoted guardians. "Thank you," he murmurs, his hand tangling in Lily's hair as he deepens the kiss.

Ely, not to be left out, straddles his thighs, her own need growing. "Master," she purrs, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. "Let us show you how much we appreciate you."

Theo's hand moves to the back of Ely's head, guiding her back to his cock. He watches as she takes him into her mouth again, her eyes fluttering closed in bliss. The sensation sends waves of pleasure coursing through his body, and he knows that the bond they share is more than just that of master and servant. It's a bond of love, trust, and protection that transcends all others.

The three of them continue to explore each other's bodies, the sounds of their passion mingling with the morning light. Theo's hands roam over Lily's soft skin, her nipples hardening under his touch. Ely's tail swishes back and forth in excitement, her hips gyrating slightly as she takes him deeper.

As Theo reaches his peak, Ely's eyes widen and she swallows hungrily, her body arching in pleasure. Lily, unable to resist any longer, kisses him deeply, her hand slipping down to gently cup his testicles, her thumb rubbing his sensitive spot. The combination of their ministrations sends Theo over the edge, his body tensing before he releases into Ely's eager mouth.

Ely pulls away, her cheeks flushed and eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Mmm, Master," she says, licking her lips clean. "Your seed is the sweetest."

Lily smiles warmly, her gaze lingering on Theo's flushed features. "The bath is indeed ready for you," she says gently, her voice a soothing caress. "Let us cleanse you of the night's dreams and prepare you for the day's battles."

Theo nods, his body still trembling from the intense orgasm. He allows them to lead him to the steaming tub, his mind a whirl of emotions and thoughts. The weight of the prophecy is never far from his mind, but in their arms, he feels a sense of peace and belonging that he never knew before.

As they help him into the tub, their hands tender on his skin, he knows that no matter what the future holds, he will face it with the love and strength that Lily and Ely provide. They are more than just his guardians; they are his foundation, his heart, his home.

After the intimate interlude, Theo, feeling refreshed and invigorated, steps out of the bath and is wrapped in a soft towel by Lily. She gently dries his body, her touch lingering in all the right places, leaving him feeling pampered and cherished. "Thank you," he says with a smile, his gaze lingering on the two of them.

Dressed in a comfortable tunic and breeches, Theo decides to take a morning stroll through the castle gardens. The crisp air is a welcome change from the warmth of the bath, and he can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation for the day ahead. As they walk, Lily keeps a vigilant eye out for any signs of danger, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her sword.

They come upon a set of grand wooden doors, standing tall and proud in the castle's corridor. Lily glances at Theo, her expression curious. "This is the library and also where Princess Arabella often studies," she informs him. "Would you like to visit, Master?"

Theo nods, his curiosity piqued. "It's okay to enter without her permission?" he inquires, unsure of the protocol.

"Of course," Lily reassures him. "Empress Lilian has given you the freedom to move about the castle as you wish."

With a sense of mischief, Theo opens the door, stepping into the dimly lit chamber. His eyes widen in shock as he finds Arabella standing by the windows, her body bathed in the soft morning light. She is completely naked, her long blond hair cascading down her back, framing her perfectly shaped buttocks and the delicate curves of her hips.

Lily coughs gently to alert the princess of their presence, her cheeks flushing slightly at the sight of her naked charge. Arabella turns, her eyes widening in surprise and embarrassment. She attempts to cover herself, but in her haste, she stumbles and falls, her clothes landing in a pile around her.

Theo rushes forward, his heart racing as he tries to help her up. "No no, please, I should be sorry, we should have knocked first," he stammers, his eyes taking in the sight of her bare breasts and the patch of fur between her legs.

Arabella giggles nervously, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. "It's quite alright," she says, her voice a little shaky. "I should have been more...prepared for company."

The maid, alerted by the commotion, rushes in and quickly dresses the princess, her movements swift and practiced. Once Arabella is decent, she turns to Theo and Lily with an apologetic smile. "Forgive my indiscretion," she says, her eyes lingering on Theo for a moment longer than necessary. "I'd be delighted if you would join me for some refreshments."

Theo nods, his mind racing with the implications of this unexpected encounter. He knows that he is desired by the most powerful and beautiful women in the kingdom, but he also knows that with great power comes great responsibility. For now, he will enjoy the moment, savoring the sweetness of their company and the warmth of their attentions. They sit and sip their drinks.