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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 · História
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And then, I fucked her in the carriage.

I was fucked. I tried so desperately not to fail so soon, but the carriage was rattling and she was so hot...

I was crushing the armrests in my fingers, trying not to hurt her when she relaxed a little and the first ragged sighs began to escape her lips.

"Faster." I hissed and tensed beneath her. I grabbed onto her waist and pulled her lower.

"More!" I snapped out after another brief moment, "Valleria, faster..." I pleaded, pushing her hips lower.

"It's too deep, you're hurting me." She slapped my palm and went back up. I grabbed the doorposts with both hands and gave her more room.

She tried. Oh God she tried so much. But she must have been exhausted by now. She leaned on my shoulders and wiggled her hips in loop.

"Hold on to me. Here." I guided her hands behind my neck, held her in my arms and stood up.

I leaned one hand against the opposite wall of the carriage and held her under her hips with the other.

I thrust my hips against her, quick and short. She clutched my waist in her thighs and tried not to let go of my neck.

A little more. One more. One more... I finally twitched and pumped it all in her. I shuddered, held her and sat back with her in my arms.

She sighed heavily and curled up next to me.

I looked down at her. Her cheeks were red and a satisfied smile played on her lips.

"Did you like that?" I asked with a smirk and straightened my pants.

"Hmm... I didn't know it could be like that." She smiled again and squinted her eyes at me, "Now I have to wash even more. It's leaking out." She said softly and wriggled.

We arrived long after dark.

They were already adding hot water to the large tub so my wife could wash in peace after the long journey.

One of her maids had set up a high paravan around the tub and pulled a white cloth over it so that no one from the entrance could see in. Valleria dipped up to her neck and purred in delight.

She hadn't brought too many things with her, but the maids were already unpacking what she had brought at the side of the tent entrance.

I watched her bathing in the warm water for a moment and squatted down beside her.

"I love you, Valleria. You have no idea how glad I am that you came." I said with a smile and reached for her hand.

She grabbed my hand and held it to her mouth. She pressed her face into my palm like a cat.

"We're camping close to the town, so don't be alarmed if you hear anything strange." I warned her uneasily, scratching her under her chin like a stray cat she resembled.

"Max, come here, you stink." She said then with a plea and I couldn't help but obey.

I leaned my back against the edge of the tub and pulled her to me. We sat there for almost an hour, hugging and talking quietly.

It wasn't until the water started to get cold that I forced myself to send her to bed so I could get a good wash too. Her maids helped her dress and disappeared the moment she lay down.

I didn't bother getting dressed, just dried myself with a warm cloth and hurried after her.

She was asleep. I had to chuckle to myself. I pulled on at least a pair of loose shorts and crawled into bed with her.