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I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

Amesaya · Fantasie
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I'm not over eager, I'm great at following instructions [R18] 2

Her heart began racing in her chest and her breath came faster as she watched her husband undress.

His expression said that he knew full well how closely she was watching. And Phoenix was always prepared to put on a show for anyone willing to watch him.

His loose shirt shrugged off of his shoulders, exposing his smooth chest and making her mouth water immediately. His toned abdomen glistened in the lamp light in such a way that she couldn't help wondering if he'd discreetly oiled himself up just to tease her more.

Her gaze trailed down his face, chest, and abs, following the slim fingers he dragged along his own skin to tease himself and her. She swallowed automatically when her eyes fell on his long, proud erection.

She couldn't help but lick her lips.

She'd never seen someone quite so literally a feast for the eyes before Phoenix.