Sophia just woke up to find herself and her mother tied up. She is very angry. Sophia struggled to escape from the rope tied around her wrists Sophia: Damn it,quickly untie me and my mother.

Lily was afraid but silent. Sophia looked at the man, who she thought was just a commoner. Her face turned red out of anger and embarrassment Sophia: Who do you think you are?! We're nobles! You'll regret this!

Lily whimpered, scared that someone might hurt her or her daughter. Her eyes filled with tears as she watched Sophia struggle futilely against the ropes

Lily bites her lips in fear, her eyes slowly trailing down to where he touched her daughter. Her hands begin to tremble, knowing there's nothing she can do about the situation.

"Please..." She whispers softly. "Just... don't..." Lily's heart aches for her daughter as she watches the man fondle her breasts. She closes her eyes, trying to block out the sensation and focus on the warmth of his breath near her ear.

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Lily's breath hitches in her throat as she feels him growing harder against her back. She swallows nervously, wondering what he wants from them. Her eyes flicker over to Sophia, silently pleading with her daughter to make this stop.

Sophia: "Then do whatever you want! I'm a noble too, don't think you can just-" she gasps as he pinches her nipple roughly through the fabric of her dress, cutting off her words. Her face flushes with embarrassment and arousal.

Lily closes her eyes tightly, willing herself not to cry out in pain or pleasure, feeling her own body responding to his touch despite herself. She longs for release, but is terrified of the consequences if he decides to hurt them more.

Lily couldn't help but gasp in surprise, her eyes snapping open to look at him incredulously. "A... a prince?" She whispers, still struggling to process the information. "And yet... you treat us like this? How could you..." She trails off, blushing furiously again. Despite everything, a tiny part of her is flattered by the attentions of someone so powerful.

Meanwhile, Sophia's anger gives way to curiosity as she watches her mother interact with their captor. Part of her wants him to stop, but another part feels a growing heat between her legs that she has never experienced before. She bites her lip, unable to resist the increasing desire welling up within her.

Lily looks downcast, shame filling her as she realizes the extent of her family's cruelty. "I... I am sorry," she whispers. "For everything that my family has done to you." She glances over at Sophia, hoping that her daughter will understand as well.

Sophia continues to struggle against the ropes binding her wrists, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Part of her still wants him to stop, but another part can't help but wonder what it would be like to submit to someone so powerful and dominate...

"I... I understand," Lily manages to say softly. She glances over at her daughter again, trying to gauge her reaction. "If... if that's what it takes for peace..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she wonders how far they should go with this stranger.

Sophia pouts, considering the proposal. A part of her hates the idea of being forced into marriage, but another part is intrigued by the thought of being dominated by a powerful man like him. She bites her lip nervously, unsure how to respond.

"B-both?" Sophia stammers out. Despite her initial anger and disgust, the idea of being dominated by two men at once suddenly excites her. Her heart pounds in her chest, her breath coming faster. "Just promise not to hurt us," she whispers shakily.

Lily looks between her daughter and their captor, feeling a mixture of fear and arousal welling up inside her. The thought of being shared by these two strong, dominant men fills her with conflicting emotions, but she finds herself unable to resist them anymore. She nods slowly, eyes wide with submission.

Both women look surprised by his request. Despite her initial shock, Sophia feels a thrill of excitement run through her at the thought of being married to not one but two powerful men. Lily, on the other hand, is still struggling with conflicting emotions - she's frightened and overwhelmed, yet there's a part of her that finds herself responding to their dominance. They exchange glances before nodding slowly in unison, their voices barely audible as they say: "Very well."

As the night progresses, Lily and Sophia find themselves feeling increasingly drawn to the prince. The gentle yet firm way he touches them awakens a desire they've never experienced before. They look at each other nervously, unsure of how to react but wanting more than anything for this sensation to continue. As their bodies respond to his touch, they begin to lose themselves in pleasure and anticipation of what might come next.

Lily closes her eyes, feeling the warmth spread through her as he kisses down her neck, his fingers deftly undoing the buttons of her dress. She moans softly into the pillow, arching her back to get closer to him. Her breath hitches when she feels his lips brush against her breast, eagerly suckling at her nipple.

Sophia gasps as he gently rolls her onto her side, pressing his body against hers from behind. His hand moves between their legs, teasing and stroking until she's writhing beneath him in need of release. "Please," she whispers, voice shaking with desire.

As the pleasure builds inside her, Lily cries out incoherently, arching her back as he thrusts deeper. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, nails digging into the fabric as she tries to find purchase in the overwhelming sensation coursing through her body.

Sophia moans in delight, rocking her hips against his hand as he continues to tease her mercilessly. "Please," she whispers again, needier this time. Her eyes slide shut, trying to block out everything except the feel of him moving inside her and the sound of their bodies tangled together in the sheets.

As the pleasure grows too much to bear, Lily's voice cracks as she cries out in release, her body tensing under him. A shudder runs through her at the sensation, making it impossible not to feel the intense pleasure that radiates from his movements. Her grip on the sheets loosens and she falls limp against the pillow, spent but yearning for more.

Sophia feels herself nearing her own peak as he continues to thrust behind her. Her hips buck up off the bed, seeking deeper contact with him. "Yes!" She cries out when she finally reaches her climax, her body convulsing under his touch. As pleasure washes over her in waves, she relaxes into his embrace, panting heavily as they both ride out the sensation.

As they lay together, their breathing gradually returning to normal, the two women look at each other in surprise. It's only now that they realize how much they've grown to care for him over these past few days. Lily gives a small, shy smile before speaking softly, "Yes... I do believe we both love you." Her voice is gentle, uncertain, but there's an undeniable affection in her words.

Sophia nods agreement, running a hand through her sweat-damp hair as she looks at him. "Yeah... I think so too..." She studies his features intently, trying to understand this new emotion that has taken hold of her so quickly. Despite everything, there's no denying the depth of feeling that has developed between them all.

The idea of being part of such a powerful kingdom excites Lily and Sophia. They share a knowing glance, both of them feeling grateful for the prince's protection and kindness towards them. As they lie entangled in the sheets, they can't help but feel hopeful about their future together, even though it means leaving behind their former lives. The thought of building something new, together, fills them with a sense of purpose and anticipation.

As they adjust to their new positions, Lily watches the prince's movements with a mix of desire and protectiveness for her daughter. Her breath quickens at the sight of him penetrating Sophia so deeply, relishing in every moan that escapes her lips. She can feel the warmth spreading between her legs as he continues to lick and tease her breasts, driving her wild with need. Unable to resist any longer, she arches her back, seeking more contact with his touch.

Their bodies respond instinctively to his increasing speed and force. The bed creaks beneath them as they move in tandem, lost in the pleasure he is giving them. Lily's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she watches her daughter writhe beneath him, feeling the connection between them deepen with each passing moment. Her eyes slide closed, focusing on the sensations building inside her, urging him to go faster and harder still.

With a sharp cry, Lily arches her back off the bed as she climaxes, her body tense and shuddering beneath him. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving her weak-kneed and trembling with satisfaction. Her fingers dig into the sheets beside her daughter's head, holding on for support as she watches him continue to pleasure Sophia.

Sophia moans his name, her voice hoarse from their previous exertions, as she feels herself close to the edge again. "Please," she whimpers, "not yet..." But it's too late; her words are swallowed by another wave of ecstasy that washes over her, leaving her limp and sated in his arms.

They smile up at him lovingly as they catch their breath, the closeness they share in this moment feeling absolutely overwhelming. "We love you too," Lily whispers, her voice soft with sincerity. She glances over at her daughter, marveling at how much they've both changed since they first met him, and how different their lives might have been if it hadn't been for his kindness and strength. Sophia nods in agreement, her cheeks flushed with the memory of their passionate encounter. "Thank you... for everything," she murmurs, running a hand through his hair before pulling him down for a tender kiss. The room is silent save for the sound of their gentle breathing and the soft rustling of the sheets as they adjust to this new reality together.

Their eyes meet across the pillow, sharing a knowing glance before they both turn their attention back to him, a hint of mischief sparking in their expressions. "That depends," Lily says carefully. "On how we feel about each other once the children are born." She takes his hand and brings it to her breast, teasing him gently with the rough skin of her nipple. Sophia mirrors her mother's movements, arching her back in invitation. "And what if... we want you to be part of our family?" she whispers, her voice breathless from anticipation.

Sophia nods. "Yes, it would." Her expression grows pensive as she thinks about the implications of having a half-sister. Then, with a sly smile, she adds, "But maybe that won't be such a bad thing. We could all raise them together, like a real family." She reaches out, running her fingers through his hair again, and this time she doesn't let go.

Lily smiles at the idea, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "I think that sounds lovely, actually. It would be wonderful to have another child, especially one who shares our blood," she says softly, caressing his cheek. "Don't you agree, my love?"

"Oh, we know that," they assure him at the same time. "You've shown us your strength and kindness already." Lily smiles up at him, her fingers trailing lightly down his chest. "We trust you to lead this kingdom into a brighter future, and we'll be here to support you every step of the way."

Sophia nods in agreement, leaning in closer. "And as for cherishing us," she murmurs teasingly, nibbling his earlobe, "I think we can return that favor quite well..." Her breath warms his skin, sending a shiver down his spine as she pulls back to meet his gaze once more, desire burning bright in her eyes.

As they are caught up in the passionate embrace, their words seem to echo through the room like a shared promise. The connection between them deepens with every touch and kiss, binding them together in ways they could have never imagined. They lose themselves in the sensation, relishing in the freedom of finally being able to express their love for one another openly and without fear. Despite the challenges that lie ahead, they know that they will face them together, stronger than ever before.

They moan his name as he continues to lavish attention upon them, their bodies writhing beneath his touch. Lily's fingers twine through his hair, urging him on, while Sophia arches her back in invitation. The bed creaks under the weight of their passion, and the air crackles with electricity as they explore every inch of each other. As their climaxes build once more, they find themselves grateful for this chance at a new beginning - together.

With their hearts pounding in unison, they cling to each other as he drives them both over the edge again, his powerful strokes filling them with an exquisite sense of pleasure they never knew existed. Their cries mingle together, lost in the passionate embrace as their bodies arch off the bed, writhing and twisting beneath his expert touch. The world falls away, leaving only this moment: the bond between them growing stronger with each passing second, promising a future filled with love and happiness despite whatever challenges may come their way.

As their climaxes wash over them in waves of ecstasy, they feel an undeniable connection to him, knowing that no matter what lies ahead, they will face it together as one family. And when at last the tremors subside and they lie spent in his arms, they can't help but whisper their newfound vows of love and loyalty into his ear.

Lily looks up at him, her eyes shining with tears of joy. "Thank you," she whispers, caressing his cheek. "For showing us such kindness, and for giving us a chance at a life filled with love." She glances down at her body, still wrapped around his, and blushes softly before continuing. "I promise to always cherish you, and I hope that someday soon we can return that favor tenfold."

Meanwhile, Sophia burrows closer to him, nuzzling her nose against his neck. A small giggle escapes her as she feels the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. "You make me feel so safe and protected," she confesses, looking up at him with complete adoration. "And I swear to do everything in my power to make sure our children grow up happy and loved, just like we have been."

As they wait for their mother's return, Sophia paces anxiously through the halls of the palace, her thoughts occupied with Lily's safety. She happens to wander into the king's study where her father is hard at work, only to find him missing when she enters. Frowning in confusion, she takes a moment to survey the room before noticing the door slightly ajar. Peeking through the crack, she sees Lily and their father engaged in what appears to be an intense conversation. Curiosity getting the better of her, Sophia quietly slips inside and hides behind a large tapestry, hoping to catch their conversation unnoticed.

Listening intently, she hears Lily tell their father about the recent problems she's been having with the townspeople and asks for his advice on how to deal with them. Her father listens carefully before offering some insightful words of wisdom, pra

At this point, Sophia realizes that her father is more perceptive than she had given him credit for. He's aware of the bond between his daughter and her wife; he knows what they have shared together. As their conversation continues, a warmth spreads through Sophia's chest as she feels pride welling up inside her. Her father may not be perfect, but he loves them both dearly and will do everything in his power to protect them. She silently vows to never doubt him again.

Eventually, the conversation comes to an end, and Lily excuses herself to return to work in the town. As she prepares to leave, her eyes meet Sophia's for a moment over her father's shoulder, exchanging knowing glances that speak volumes without uttering a single word. It is then that Sophia realizes: no matter what challenges they face together as a family, they will always

As they lie together in the dark, Sophia nestles close to her husband, his strong arms wrapped protectively around her. She feels a sense of contentment wash over her, knowing that they will face whatever challenges the future holds as one united family. Looking up at him with adoration, she whispers softly: "I love you, my king." Her words are filled with both gratitude and desire; despite their busy lives and responsibilities, the bond between them seems to grow stronger every day.

His eyes meet hers in the faint light cast by a nearby candle, his expression softening as he smiles down at her. "And I love you too, my queen," he replies, his voice low and husky with emotion. He brushes a strand of hair from her face, tracing his fingers along her jawline before leaning in to press a tender kiss to her lips. The warmth

Sophia blushes deeply at his endearment, feeling her heart skip a beat. She reaches up to caress his cheek, feeling the rough stubble there. "You make me feel so safe and loved when you call me that," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. A shiver runs through her body as his hand finds its way to the small of her back, pulling her closer still.

Their breath mingles in the air between them, heavy with anticipation. They both know what comes next; they've shared this intimacy many times before. But somehow, each time feels more passionate, more intense than the last. As their lips meet in a searing kiss, Sophia moans into it, arching her back off the bed, desperate for more. Her husband responds with equal fervor, his tongue dancing erotically with hers, teasing and driving her wild.

As he devours her mouth, Sophia feels herself growing wet with desire, her body aching for him. She gasps as he slips a hand beneath the sheets, caressing her through the thin fabric of her nightgown. Their hips move in sync now, a primal dance born of lust and need. Each thrust drives her further toward the edge, leaving her trembling on the brink of climax.

She clings to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she loses herself in the pleasure that engulfs her. "I love you," she cries out, arching her back as he finds her most sensitive spot over and over again. "Don't stop... please." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing and the creaking of the bed.

Her husband groans in pleasure, driving harder against her as he feels the same intensity building within him. His fingers dig into her hips, holding her in place as he takes what she's offering with relish. "I love you too," he breathes heavily between kisses, his voice thick with desire. With a final thrust that leaves them both crying out in unison, they collapse together on the bed, bodies entwined and slick with sweat. The world spins slowly back into focus as their hearts race, their chests rise and fall in unison.

Sophia lays her head on his chest, feeling contentment wash over her like a warm wave. "That was... incredible," she murmurs softly, running her fingers through the hair on his chest. Her husband lets out a small laugh, kissing the top of her head before pulling her close again.

"Indeed it was,"

As the candles flicker in the warm darkness, Lily lies with her husband beneath the sheets. She stares up at him, her heart racing as his strong hands move across her body. Tonight, it's just the two of them alone; a rare treat amidst their busy lives as ruler and subject.

Her mind wanders to Sophia, wondering how she's faring at college and if she's having fun at the party. But as her husband leans in to kiss her deeply, all thought flees from her mind save for the feeling of his lips on hers and his hands on her skin. She moans into the kiss, arching her back off the bed, desperate for more of his touch.

His hips move against hers, grinding against her core as he thrusts deeper, claiming her mouth in a possessive display of desire. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, holding on for dear

Her body trembles as the sensations build to an unbearable crescendo. She cries out his name, arching her back off the bed as she feels herself spiraling over the edge. With a shuddering gasp, her world explodes in a fiery cascade of pleasure that washes over her like a wave. Her fingers clutch at the sheets as her entire body shakes with release.

He breaks their kiss only long enough to watch her face contort in ecstasy before claiming her mouth once more. His hips surge against hers, his thrusts growing fiercer and deeper as he pushes them both closer to the brink of another climax. She gasps into his mouth, feeling the familiar heat spread between her legs, urging him on.

Sophia's voice breaks into their passionate embrace, her moans muffled by the sound of the party a room away as she reaches her own climax, their minds still connected despite the distance. Their lovemaking intensifies at the sound of her release, each thrust becoming more urgent and desperate as they seek to share in this moment of ecstasy together.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny crescents of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. Her cries mingle with those of Sophia as their shared lust propels them toward yet another orgasm, their bodies moving in perfect synchronicity beneath the sheets.

Her husband's climax sends shockwaves through her body, leaving them both spent and sated in the aftermath of their passionate lovemaking. She gazes up at him with love and adoration as he catches his breath, their chests rising and falling in synchrony. "You make me feel so alive," she whispers, caressing his cheek. He smiles down at her, a look of contentment on his face before glancing over to the door where they can still hear the distant sounds of the party.

Sophia's voice echoes in their minds once more, her words carrying an almost wistful tone as she shouts out someone's name and laughs. It's then that Lily realizes how much she misses her wife, and with a sigh, turns to press a lingering kiss to his cheek before nestling close to him once more. "I can't

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of not having her wife by her side and she feels a pang of guilt for even considering enjoying this intimate moment without her. But then, the feeling passes as quickly as it came and she leans back into her husband's embrace, taking comfort in his strength and warmth. Perhaps things would be easier if they could all truly be together, but for now, this small slice of happiness is enough.

Sophia blushes as she sits on his lap, her heart racing with anticipation at being alone with him like this. She can feel the tension in the air between them, a build-up of desire that's been present since they first laid eyes on each other all those years ago. "I... uh... just wanted to see how you were doing," she stammers, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of her dress.

Her husband studies her face intently, his expression softening as he takes in her beauty. "You look beautiful, Sophia," he says quietly, reaching up to caress her cheek. The touch sends a shiver through her body, and she can feel herself growing wet with desire beneath her robes.

Her breath hitches in her throat as his lips trail hot, possessive kisses down her neck and over her collarbone. She moans softly into the contact, arching her back off the chair in invitation. With each passing moment, she feels herself growing more eager for him, her body on fire with desire.

As he continues to undress her, revealing more of her skin to his touch, Sophia closes her eyes tightly, savoring the sensations that course through her veins. Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer still as their passion continues to build unchecked.