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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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Heavy thoughts.

I slowed down a bit, with my lips resting by her ear "Do you really want me to stop now? Look how aroused you made me. Remember the bath we shared by Silay's battlefield, in the tent? I regret to this day that I didn't put the courage together to fuck you in there too."

The quiet moan she managed to push through her parted lips only made me more restless. Her body arched in my hands while I did my best to make her cum just from the fingers in between her soft folds.

I pulled her closer with my left arm, pressing her body against mine in a desperate effort to at least rub by her skin.

She was all tense, moaning and trembling in my embrace. I could see her legs twitching as an answer to my doing.

My eyes rolled back when I finally felt her pussy clenching around my fingers, as if to pull them even deeper. 

And her moans. Oh God, her moans -

I completely ignored my sore wrist and went for another one. It should be a bit easier this time. 

Valleria was completely consumed by her lust by the time I turned her head towards my direction and kissed her. 

She wasn't even able to stop moaning into my mouth. What did I do to deserve such a cute wife?

"Give me a proper kiss." I teased her, licking the corner of her lips. Her nails clenched into my forearm even harder and it started to be a bit too uncomfortable.

She turned to face me, quickly shifting in my embrace, forcing me to pull my fingers out in order not to hurt her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she kissed me, while grinding above my groin.

It took so little and my dick was already halfway in. I tried to help her by firmly grabbing her hips and lifting her up and down, but she didn't need any help tonight. 

Her movements were fierce, making the water splashing all around us, as she tried her best to soothe her needs.

I leaned back against the bathtub, reveling in the pleasure of having Valleria's body moving against mine. It felt great, even when the water made it a bit harder. Her wild movements fueled my arousal, and I couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty and the way she responded to the sensation of our lovemaking. 

As she reached her limits, I held her close, lost in the sensations her body provided. 

I gripped her hips tighter, guiding her to sped up. Each thrust, each gasp, each shudder brought me closer to a climax. 

"Sorry. I give up." Valleria groaned when she collapsed on top of my chest, shivering all over, holding back quiet whines.

I had to try harder than ever not to try to talk her into continuing, "You did well," I praised her, still breathless "Go to bed, I'll be right there." 

I had to help her out of the bathtub and even into the bed, tucking her into the blanket.

"I love you, come and lay with me." She mumbled half asleep, still damp from the bath, and I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers over her curves once more. The more I loved her, the more my anxiety grew. 

I rested my lips on her wet hair, giving her a brief kiss, "You are not allowed to fall sick. You are not allowed to get injured. If you die before I do, I swear I'll rip you from heaven and make you mine once again."

"Why would you? We are going to be together forever, I am your wife." Valleria pulled me under the blanket and cuddled to my chest.

"There is no way I'm allowed to be there with you." I shook my head, staring in the ceiling.