The Slave Princess Every Night - Chapter 12 (M)

“Heuang, Heuaang!”

He grabbed Lena’s buttocks, which fit in one hand, and shook them up and down. She let out a harsh moan at the sensation of her inner flesh being grazed. The splashing bathwater kept pouring out, and Lena’s large breasts shook, boasting a sensual volume.

“Eue, haang.”

The chewy vaginal walls, already familiar, tightened and loosened his penis, conveying the sensation of being impaled by a large, hard cock into her body. Normally, she would have only entrusted her body to his hands, but Lena felt the need to do more with her brain, which was blurred by the heat.

She reached out her white, small hand and wrapped it around Godfrey’s thick neck. The man, who was engrossed in the act of pleasure, paused and looked up into her eyes. His golden eyes, with dilated pupils, seemed surprised or just dazed by pleasure.

“Heut, Your Majesty…”

“Godfrey.”

“!”

Lena opened her eyes wide. Even during intercourse, calling the Emperor’s name was not allowed to just anyone.

As if urging her reaction, the Emperor bit her shyly protruding nipple.

“Ah!”

Perhaps because it was through the thin, wet clothes like a mesh, the sensation of the hot and wet tongue felt twice as strange. As the stimulation intensified, her inside contracted even more, tightly squeezing the pillar that was impaled inside.

“Haeuk. Godfrey…! Go, Godfrey.”

Then, as if responding to it, the more solid cock penetrated deeper and deeper into Lena’s inside. The name that she thought she would never be able to call surprisingly rolled out of her mouth with a natural resonance.

“Haa… Move, Lenazia.”

“Eueut, that’s… impossible…”

Just being shaken by his movements seemed to drive her crazy, but to move her body herself and unite with him. It was too embarrassing, not to mention difficult. Wasn’t active movement in sex only possible for lewd women?

But her head, which was flickering with pleasure, soon realized her situation. She had to do anything to give him trust.

“Ah… Heut.”

She raised her body while embracing the strong neck that rose strongly over her broad shoulders. A groan inevitably flowed out as her inside was scratched by her own movements. Godfrey also made a low scratching sound as if he felt good.

She bent her legs and lowered her body, then stood up again. The work was more difficult than she thought, so Lena’s movements were clumsy. The man quietly put his hand on her waist and watched her body, the expression on her face stimulated by her own movements.

“Ah, hnng. Hnnng……”

Each time she took the massive cock into her lower belly and then released it, heat surged through the center of her body. If she hadn’t been in the water, she would have known that sweat was pouring down like rain.

Her movements gradually became smoother and faster.

“Yes… Haa, good girl.”

“Eugh, huaa! Hnnng. Hnnng.”

Her tight inner walls wrapped around his hard cock, then swallowed it whole again. Each time his cock plunged into her pussy with a thwack, copious amounts of her wet juices flowed out, mixing into the bathwater.

“Ah, ahh!”

With each thrust, the pleasure it gave her grew more and more intense. The heat spread from her belly to her back, and a tingling sensation ran up her spine. As intense as the feeling inside her was, her vision gradually blurred to black.

Just a little more, just a little more and this thirst that felt like it was strangling her would be quenched, so she couldn’t stop, even though she was breathless and her back ached.

“Ah, Godfrey! Ahh!”

Finally, all the strength drained from her body and a tingling pleasure spread to her fingertips. In a state of extreme liberation, Lenazia gasped a sweet breath.

“Huu, haaa……”

She leaned her wet silver hair against his broad chest, gasping for breath. In this moment, clinging to him, she couldn’t think of anything else. Not Aitalos, not Taringia, not even Regnos.

But unlike Lena, the man didn’t seem satisfied yet. While Lena was lost in ecstasy, Godfrey took off her wet, clinging chemise. Even the touch of his hands on her skin made Lena react sensitively.

“Eugh.”

As he took off her wet clothes, her breasts were revealed, nipples erect and swaying. He resisted the urge to bite and suck on those bewitching breasts, and instead picked her up.

“Hnnng……?”

Lena blankly looked up at him and reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck. With a stern expression, Godfrey left the tub and walked to the bedroom.

She trembled with satisfaction in his arms, but he did not. The sight of Lena moving her hips on her own was exciting in its own way, but in terms of pure stimulation, it was not as good as riding her himself.

He roughly laid her down on the bed, and only then did Lena seem to realize what he was about to do. With her fluids washed away, he inserted his cock, which was even larger than before, into her wet pussy.

“Augh!”

Her softly relaxed insides greedily swallowed and chewed on his penis as if sucking it in. Godfrey paused for a moment, holding back his orgasm at the feeling of being squeezed to the root, then grabbed her and unleashed his desire. The bed creaked along with the woman’s sharp moans.

“Huk, ah……! Ahng.”

It felt like she was being ravaged, but Lena’s insides, which were already loose and sensitive, were accepting all of his thrusts as pleasure. Her pussy, which tightened with every movement of his cock, gave Godfrey a mind-numbing pleasure. Lena was at a loss for words at the intensity of the sex, but she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

She had to accept him.

So that she, too, could be accepted by him.

* * *

“Lenazia.”

“Umm…”

“You’re still sleepy.”

Half-asleep, Lena clung to Godfrey. It wasn’t so much a conscious act of knowing who he was, but more of an instinctive reaction to the warmth that had been by her side, now receding.

Perhaps it was because the memory of grabbing him as he headed to his office that morning lingered in her body.

Godfrey, a faint smile gracing his lips, laid her on the bed as she kept clinging to him. Lately, Lenazia had been acting as if she’d completely forgotten her resentment towards him. Whether that attitude was feigned or she truly didn’t care anymore, one thing was certain: Godfrey liked seeing her like that.

When she finally opened her eyes long after he’d left, a scene different from usual unfolded before Lena.

First, flowers were arranged everywhere. Elegant roses with a light pink hue brightened up the room, yet somehow harmonized with the somewhat gloomy original room.

And girls she’d never seen before were cleaning and tidying up the room. Lena blinked, a strange feeling washing over her.

“Ah, you’re awake.”

As one of them spoke, the others noticed she was awake and scurried forward. Among them was Melgardi, a familiar face, which eased Lena’s tension a little.

“Melgardi, who are these?”

“Yes. These are the ones His Majesty the Emperor sent to attend to Lenazia.”

“So many people just to take care of me…”

“With the extra hands, you’ll be even more comfortable, Lenazia.”

They introduced themselves one by one and paid their respects to Lena. They were mostly younger than Melgardi, though there were some differences.

Lena inwardly shrank from the gazes directed at her. As a princess, she had been attended to by others before, but that was in Aitalos.

Since arriving in Taringia, everyone except Melgardi had been harsh to her. She couldn’t help but wonder if these people, being Taringian, harbored resentment towards her, or if they believed all the bad rumors about Aitalos.

But as if to prove her worries unfounded, they each looked at Lena with clear eyes and said a word.

“Princess, shall I brush your hair? How can your hair color be so mysterious and beautiful?”

“You must be stiff from sleeping. Shall I relieve your body with an aromatic oil massage?”

“You’re so beautiful, Princess!”

‘Ah.’

That’s right. These children were all under the Emperor’s orders, like Melgardi, so even if they had any antipathy, they wouldn’t show it outwardly.

And, at least by not showing it, Lena felt respected.

With the addition of four more maids, Lena’s usually quiet space was filled with liveliness. Melgardi, who oversaw them, also seemed more at ease, and the girls’ chatter brought Lena’s soul, which had been chewing on loneliness in silence, out into the bright reality.

She could get her nails done and receive a foot massage at the same time, while lying on a plush chair and eating freshly baked Taringian pastries.

Unlike the nights, which promised tension and exhaustion, Lena’s days now flowed smoothly. But even in this comfortable life, Lena counted down the days to the deadline she had promised Regnos in her heart.

Meanwhile, the Emperor, unaware of this, seemed to be letting his guard down.

“Princess, look at this!”

“His Majesty the Emperor sent a gift.”

First, it was jewelry. The aquamarine, with its clear water-like color, resembled Lena’s eyes. The large, clear aquamarine was cut in an emerald cut and surrounded by pearls, maximizing its elegant charm.

When she strung it on a pearl necklace and wore it around her neck, everyone praised how well it suited her. But to Lena, it was ridiculous to wear such exquisite jewelry over a thin gown that would be taken off in a few hours at best.

As if Godfrey’s thoughts had reached the same point, this time a dress was sent as a gift. The tailor sent by the Emperor showed her no less than ten boxes of fabrics with embroidery and patterns.

After choosing the fabric and dress design and waiting a few days, the finished dresses arrived one after another. Not only dresses, but also matching hair accessories, gloves, stockings, cloaks, and even underwear were prepared in various styles. She even got a closet made just for her. Lena could now spend all day in front of the mirror, changing clothes. But it was ridiculous to have such extravagant clothes when she couldn’t go outside.

Perhaps the Emperor was aware of that fact as well.

“Godfrey.”

When they were alone, especially when they were intertwined naked, calling him by his name had become a habit. Godfrey, about to thrust himself into her, who was lying beneath him, looked down at Lena, as if to say, ‘What is it?’

“Can’t you… let me go outside?”

He silently pushed his center into her honeypot. They had been intimate countless times, but perhaps because of his size, which was beyond common sense, it always felt like her pelvis was splitting in two when he entered. As she was trying to hold back her tears, he began to move.

“Hng, eugh!”

Compared to her small and delicate frame, his sweating body above her was so large and strong. Lena barely accepted the part of him that had entered her and hugged Godfrey. She was soon gasping for breath as if she were about to die.

She thought that willingly opening her embrace and spreading her legs was to make him feel at ease about her. To make him believe that she had become his woman and let his guard down. So that she could open a way to escape.

But for some reason, the more she hugged him, the more she spread her legs and deeply accepted him, the more pleasure she had never known before bloomed. It was a pleasure that could swallow her whole if she lost her mind for even a moment.

“Hng, ahh!”

Before she knew it, Lena was lost in the throes of sex, forgetting what she had even asked. It couldn’t be helped, as her mind went blank as if her spirit was being pulled out with every thrust.

The position changed several times. When Lena finally collapsed on the bed, she had already exhausted all her energy.

Of course, the man was still not satisfied and clung to her from behind. He buried his still-aroused member deep inside Lena and explored her white, smooth back with his lips. His large hands fondled the woman’s breasts, making her shudder with ticklishness.

“P-please, stop…”

She sobbed and pleaded, but it was of no use. Her vagina, which had been tormented by orgasms, was now numb.

She knew she had to get an answer, but Lena couldn’t bear the exhaustion that followed the climax.

Even as Lena’s eyes fluttered shut, Godfrey didn’t leave her body. He bit and sucked at her body as if he would ravage her until she lost consciousness. Lena’s fingertips twitched weakly as she moaned powerlessly.

“Princess Lenazia.”

Just before she lost consciousness, he opened his mouth as he gently bit her neck.

“Why did you reject my proposal?”

“…?”

His low voice, which sent shivers down her spine, was tinged with a hint of resentment. Surprised, Lena opened her closing eyes. Her consciousness, which had been sinking below the surface of sleep, struggled to recall her memories.