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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 · ย้อนยุค
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So, so wet.

"Now you," I whispered softly, guiding her hand instead of mine as we lay in bed. My eyes never left her as I urged her, "Valleria, show me." I pleaded desperately, rising to my knees to get a better view of her. 

But she yelped and pulled her nightgown down over her lap, shaking her head and gasping out, "It is not proper for... no man to... see..."

I carefully pulled her hand to my face and sucked two of her fingers into my mouth. She froze and watched me silently as I licked them again and guided them down her abdomen.

"Show me." I repeated more emphatically, clenching my fingers in the soft fabric to pull it up again "You'll like it, please... Please put them in. Here." I begged in a muffled voice, shivering uncontrollably as she allowed me to pull the hem of her long gown up almost to her navel.

"Move them. Like this." I helped her find the right spot and pushed her wet fingers into her body. Her eyes fluttered shut as she cautiously explored her own body with a blush in her cheeks.

My straining cock was unbearable as I leaned down to her breasts and cupped one in my palm while I gently bit the other's nipple with my teeth. I began to tease her lap with short, aggressive movements as she slipped both fingers out and grabbed my wrist. I slid my second finger inside her and applied a little more pressure.

"Max... is this it?" She moaned softly, watching me from behind her lust-clouded eyes.

"Far from it." I replied softly, trying to hide my frustration. "I said we'd wait until we were married." I pulled her shirt up to her neck and fondled her exposed breasts.

"I feel so weird, what are you doing to me?" She asked softly, watching me curiously, panting through her parted lips.

"...What are you feeling? How does it feel? Tell me." I let out a low moan as I continued to tease her in between her spread thighs.

"I feel - hot." She groaned and arched into my hands.

I couldn't wait any longer.

"Take it off." I growled, removing my fingers from her lap and helping her pull her gown over her head. She was so beautiful. Bloody beautiful...

I clung to her body again and plunged my fingers into the wet depths between her legs. I rubbed my lap against hers like a dog jumping on a bitch, but I didn't care - I saw red.

She whimpered again and I got rougher with her without realizing.

"You're hurting me." She groaned and tried to push me away from her teeth-marked breasts.

I leaned in again and smacked her lips apologetically. She pulled me in for a kiss, hot and panting. She kissed me, pressing herself against me. I propped myself up on my elbow next to her face and desperately pushed her knees further apart so I could get closer to her. With shaky fingers, I finally loosened my pants and pulled them down a little. She was so wet. I snuggled closer to her and leaned the root of my cock against her lap. So wet... I arched my hips and rubbed against her lap, unable to stop or slow down. She squirmed restlessly in my arms, returning my escalating kisses. I pulled away from her and backed lower on her body.