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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 · Fantasia
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625 Chs

I'm not ready for another round, I'm ready for a nap

She was boneless.

She was jello.

She was much too tired to move from her place, splayed out on the bed, half awake, flushed and panting from sex that had ended at least an hour before. Probably.

Truthfully, she'd lost track of time, and she couldn't even say when she'd done that.

With Alexander? Lyov? Tenshi? All four of them...?

It was all such a blur looking back at that haze of pleasure that she couldn't be sure when she lost grip on time and reality.

Still.

It was slowly coming back to her now. Her motor functions were just. Lagging behind a little.

Her little kitten had been given toys and food and kept in a different room in the suite during the romp, though she didn't know exactly when he'd been banished. Whenever it was, eventually Snowball had enough.

That eventually was just a few moments before, when he began scratching and yowling at the door until Phoenix let the needy little terror in.