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I will now take your throne, dear father. (Mature version 18+)

[WARNING: EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT] In a kingdom plagued by his father's tyrannical rule, Prince Maximilian slay the despot king with his own hands, claiming the throne for himself. Amidst the chaos of his rise to power, he finds solace and love in Valleria, a breathtaking beauty he once claimed as a prize of war. HIS POV. (Please, leave a short review below this story, I’m excited to read your feedback! )

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Valleria and her demands.

Another month passed and she got bolder.

"Max... I want to try again. Do it again." She sobbed shakily. Reluctantly, I lifted my head from her lap and looked at her unsure of the meaning of her request.

"Come, quickly..." She pulled me up to her. I let myself be led. She wrapped her arms around my neck, arching her back and gripping my hips with her knees. I finally realized what she was talking about. I raised myself up on my arms and looked at her. She was so cute...

I grabbed her in my arms and rolled her on top of me. She frowned at me and got up on her knees, sitting above my lap.

"This will make it more bearable for you. Do it when you want to do it yourself. Or we can just kiss and I'll finger you, if you want to cum again." I said softly and slid both hands under her ass.

She leaned down and kissed me. She was completely wet. I slipped two fingers inside her and slowly pleased her.

She rubbed against my hard cock and moaned into my mouth.

"Valleria..." I groaned, lifting her off me a bit, "I'll cum before we start if you ride me like that..." I explained softly.

"Do you like it?" She asked uneasily, returning to my lips.

"I'm starting to lose my sanity." I laughed, but she quickly wiped the smile from my lips. She rested her breasts against my chest and moved her cheek to my neck. I felt her back up onto the tip of my cock. She wriggled her hips and rested her hands on the pillow behind my head.

I let go of her ass and clenched my fingers in the sheets. So wet... I fought the urge to bend my knees and lunge furiously against her.

"It doesn't hurt..." She groaned and moved further. She stopped only when I was more than halfway in, leaned back on her hands, and straightened her back again.

"Do you like that?" She asked softly, sighing heavily as she came down again.

Unable to speak, I pulled her down to me and kissed her hungrily.

I guess that was enough of an answer for her. She continued, slowly lifting herself off of me so that she could then gently sink back down.

She was driving me crazy. I was moaning through clenched teeth, squeezing the sheet in my fingers.

She clenched her fingers in my shoulders and raised herself up on her hands. She could get lower that way, even sped up a little. I let go of the sheet and clamped my fingers on her hips.

"And this? You like it?" She asked breathlessly.

I could only close my eyes and nod briefly a few times.

"Help me, I can't... anymore..." She moaned, bending down to kiss me.

  I bent my knees and slowly bucked my hips against hers. She held onto my shoulders and hid her face against my neck. I could feel her quick, hot breath on my skin.

I knew I couldn't take it anymore.