A night of fun

Warning a R18 scene in this chapter but only a little as thats not the main focus of the book but "IF" you want longer ones, I dont mind!….

Y/N just comment +1 for longer lemons!

Maybe leave your power stones for a faster upload as this will be one of the last chapters untill the next 2 days for more uploads!!!!!

If we get alot of power stone i shall give an extra chapter so a double chapter for the next 2 days or i will just upload the next day.

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As Amelia and I exit the throne room, the weight of Viktor's words lingers in the air, mingling with the faint echoes of our impending slumber in the mysterious metal coffins oddly ahead of its time.

The intricate designs etched on the surfaced of the coffins seem to flicker in the shadows, hinting at a deeper significance that awaits our exploration in the days to come.

As we step into the dimly lit corridor, a wave of anticipation and unease washes over me, intermingling with the remnants of Amelia's touch on my arm. 

Her eyes betray a mix of determination and vulnerability, a silent plea for understanding amidst the tumultuous events unfolding around us.

Suddenly, in a daring move that catches me off guard, Amelia seizes my arm and leads me with purposeful strides towards her private chambers. 

The heavy wooden door creaks shut behind us, sealing us in a cocoon of secrecy and unspoken desires, insulated from the machinations of the outside world.

Before I can utter a word, Amelia's gaze locks with mine, her touch gentle yet firm as she cups my face in her hands. 

The unspoken emotions swirling in the room seem to crackle with intensity, building towards an inevitable climax that hangs heavy in the air.

In a bold move, guided by a courage borne of fleeting vulnerability, Amelia closes the distance between us and captures my lips in a forceful yet tender kiss. 

The sensation of her touch ignites a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within me, mingling desire with uncertainty, as we find ourselves entwined in a dance of passion and restraint in the hushed intimacy of her chambers.

As Amelia's lips meet mine in a rush of passion, I find myself teetering on the edge of uncertainty, a fleeting thought daring to consider the potential of this newfound intimacy. 

The false reassurance that this could amount to a mere fluke echoes in my mind, a fragile shield against the tide of emotions threatening to overwhelm my senses.

"who knows maybe this could be a one time fluke!" I mentally thought in false confidence.

The weight of my unfamiliar surroundings, populated by characters drawn from the pages of fiction, intensifies my internal turmoil, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy.

The looming specter of my Hybrid nature, with its primal need for blood or raw meat, hangs over me like a shadow, a reminder of the harsh truths I must confront in this world of supernatural intricacies to survive.

Still a bit of hope lingering on my mind due to not having tried normal human food yet.

Narrowing my eyes coming to a steely resolve that i would probably regret later only time would tell.

Amelia seemed to freeze for a second before she melted into the kiss.

I began to reciprocate it as we made way towards the larg bed on the other side of the room.

Amelia Wrapping her arms to remove my top clothing, while I did the same with her iron breastplate.

Causing it to drop to the ground with a Clanging sound of iron meeting stone.

As we continue kissing feeling the intense make-out picking up even more.

Breathlessly, Amelia groaned into my mouth as I cupped her soft elastic buttocks but pulled away the next moment. 

She began to unstrap her leggings made of iron armor and everything she was wearing underneath, and I followed suit, until we were both naked. 

I chose to grab her by the thighs lifting Amelia off the stone ground, curious to see what she would do.

She quickly wrapped her legs around my waist, feeling Amelia start to grind her crotch on my third leg till it stood up. 

In response i subconsciously squeeze hard on Amelia's ass.

Causing her to let out another long, plainly pleasurable moan while I feel her breasts press against my chest and her nipples tense. 

I couldn't help but raise her up a little more as I slipped all 12 inches inside her pussy, eliciting another loud moan as we both fell onto the bed and began a long night of pleasurable sex.

Waking up at the start of the night once more to see a nude Amelia with white fluid still pouring from her bottom half, I fight the impulse to slap the visible ass in an attempt to rouse her awake, however. 

The thought of her wanting to punch me before we entered the royal room to see Viktor convinced me otherwise. 

Until she shifted in her sleep, forcing her ass to giggle briefly and against my better judgment my hand raised.

Suddenly a loud slap of flesh resounded as Amelia awoke in a moment to give me a kick on the bed, and I was entirely unprepared to resist.