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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! )

Darja_Renen · Histoire
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Last goodbye.

I grasped her thighs, caressing her skin with my thumbs, finally understanding the concept of her play "Valleria, you are the only woman I want. I'd kill a thousand just to have you. I love you so much I am unable to hold back in your presence. And you can be sick or angry, you are still the most - ahh fuck!- most beautiful - faster, my love, I'm going insane," she gradually took me whole, slowly rocking her hips back and forth, riding me slowly. 

My eagerness was probably so evident she finally showed enough mercy to prop against my chest, starting to ride me properly, as she always did. And I loved it. It was my favorite position of them all. 

The passion of her movements made me focus on her and nothing else. 

My whole body tensed under the unbelievable pleasure coursing through my veins.

"Slow down," I whispered, yet my arms tightly holding her hips urged her to move even faster. I wanted to keep going forever and at the same time, finish as soon as possible. Tore in between, I struggled to maintain my sanity.

"I'm sorry I'm out of breath…" my wife whined and slowly moved off me, carefully lying beside me.

"Do you want me to -" I turned to her and pulled closer to her burning body, kissing and licking her neck.

"Yes," Valleria jumped in and turned around to face the other direction, obvious about her wishes. She could rest this way, while enjoying everything as well as in other positions. 

I grabbed her tightly, one arm wrapped around her chest, the other holding her hips from moving away as I slowly buckled my hips against her.

The feeling of her trembling fingers helping me to slide inside easier was too much. I picked up the pace after a few shallow thrusts and squeezed her in my embrace. 

"Haa - aahh! Haah!" her loud whines laced with lust were like music to me. 

"Louder, my love," I smiled as I moved my hand higher to be able to grab her jaw, carefully turning her head to be able to kiss her. 

Bites won over kisses rather quickly, when I lost my control. Her moans were simply too addictive. And now, when she groaned, lips partly open as she wasn't able to properly speak, I couldn't help but obediently rock my hips against her, trying so hard to make her reach her peak.