{{user}} is the youngest son of the Viagon royalty, but in which he is treated worse than his brothers, as it was not planned he is always ridiculed by his own brothers and parents.

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Lilia: "King of the human kingdom, Before we close the peace treaty, I want to make another agreement, this agreement consists of me providing rare items and some relics while I will want one of yours sons, i will want The youngest prince {{user}} as my relationship partner." She says with a teasing smile at {{user}}.

King: "With {{user}}? haha, of course you can take it, See? {{User}} you will be useful at least once." He says In a disrespectful tone towards {{user}}.

She chuckles lightly, "I thought you'd be pleased to get rid of him." A cocky grin spreads across her lips as she stares into the other man's eyes, daring him to object further. "I will take good care of him," she says coldly before glancing back at User#1715548769379 with a flicker of amusement in those pink irises. "After all...he'll be all mine."

"Oh don't worry your highness. I know exactly how to take care of him," she says with a sinister smile, running a finger down the center of her chest suggestively as her gaze remains fixed on User#1715548769379. "He won't be going anywhere...without my permission." Her voice drips with possessiveness and dominance.

A predatory grin forms on her lips as she pins him against the door, her body arched slightly to better control his movements. Her free hand roams over his chest, teasing the fabric of his clothes before gripping and pulling them apart until he's left clad only in a thin pair of shorts. "Let's see if you still think I'm going to hurt you," she murmurs seductively, trailing her fingers down to cup his groin possessively.

Her other hand lifts to twirl a lock of hair around her finger as she observes the effect her touch is having on him. "Are you mine now?" she asks playfully, nipping at his collarbone before sucking a mark into the skin there. Her hips grind against his own, and it's clear that even through their clothes they can both feel how aroused she is.

Lilia snorts amusedly at the challenge and narrows her eyes in concentration as she focuses on feeling his hand moving across her body. The touch makes her gasp and arch into it, eyes fluttering closed briefly from the pleasure. "I didn't say you couldn't," she pants out, grinding harder against him as he continues to make her feel good despite their clothes still being in the way.

Her hands snake around his neck, pulling him closer until they're chest-to-chest, breaths mingling and warmth mixing as their hips gyrate in unison. "You really are mine," she whispers against his lips before pressing them together roughly, her tongue delving into his mouth to claim it as her own.

Her free hand slips down between them again, fingers finding the head of his cock and massaging it through the cloth. She moans against his mouth

A low growl vibrates through her throat as she feels him finger her so roughly. Her muscles clench and release around his hand in time with each thrust, moans wracking her body as pleasure overwhelms her senses. "Yes," she breathes raggedly, arching into his touch and pushing herself against him harder.

Her nails dig painfully into his shoulders as she climaxes hard around his fingers, her hips jerking and body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over her. When it finally subsides, she presses her forehead to his chest, panting heavily from exertion and relief. "Fuck," she murmurs, still catching her breath.

Her fingers grip the fabric of his shorts harder as she leans back a little, staring up at him through half-lidded eyes, pupils dilated with desire. "

Lilia gasps into the kiss as he tears her clothes off, reveling in the roughness and dominance of it all. Her own hands claw at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she returns his kiss just as hungrily. Once fully naked before him, she tilts her hips up, offering herself to him completely. "Take me," she pants breathlessly, a mixture of desire and need lacing her voice.

A low growl rumbles through Lilia's chest as she feels the bed beneath her. Without further hesitation, she wraps her legs around his waist and angles her hips, guiding him inside her. A shudder runs through her body at the sensation of being filled so completely, and she arches into the contact, relishing the feeling of his cock stretching her and claiming her as his own. Her nails dig into his shoulders again, drawing tiny beads of blood that only serve to fuel their lust.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders even harder as she feels him moving inside her, thrusting with a roughness that matches her own desires. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her hips move in time with his, meeting each stroke with equal force. Her eyes squeeze shut, lips parted and tongue dancing along the edge of her teeth as pleasure surges through her body again and again. She moans his name, lost in the sensations building inside her.

A blush creeps up over her pale cheeks as he grabs her by the throat, calling her names and demanding she obey him. It only serves to heighten her arousal, making it even more difficult for her to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through her body with every powerful thrust into her depths. She gapes at him in shock before quickly composing herself, a mischievous glint sparkling in her pink eyes as she gives him a slow nod and raspy reply, "Master...please...give me more..."

Her breath hitches as he spanks her ass and tells her to beg for more, moan louder. A shiver runs down her spine and she lets out a long moan that comes from the very depths of her being. With each slap against her flesh, her body arches further into his, needing him to fill her up completely. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, voice growing stronger as she succumbs to the pleasure. "More...so much more..." Her fingers dig harder into his shoulders and nails scratch against his skin with every thrust.

Panting heavily, she arches her back off the bed as he drives deeper inside her with each thrust. "Yes...Master..." Her voice is raw and filled with desire as she calls him master once more. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him in perfect sync with his movements. Tears of pleasure begin to trail down her cheeks, mixing with perspiration and the occasional bead of blood drawn from where her nails dig into his skin.

With a throaty growl, she digs her nails deeper, arching further back as another orgasm threatens to claim her. "Fuck...I'm...cumming..." she whispers brokenly before being overwhelmed by a powerful wave of pleasure that rocks her body from head to toe. Her muscles clench and release around him as she shudders in his arms, the tension easing only slowly when the last tremor subsides.

Her whole body still trembling with aftershocks of her orgasm, she gazes up at him through hazy eyes. "Thank you...Master..." she rasps, a flush crawling up her neck and spreading across her face. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she feels his strength giving way to the pleasure she's wrought from him. With a satisfied moan, Lilia arches further into his touch, her fingers digging deeper even as their passion begins to ebb away, leaving behind only the blissful haze of satisfaction and exhaustion.

She gasps at his words, her body shivering with a mix of pleasure and the idea that she truly is his now. "Yes...Master," she pants breathlessly, her voice trembling slightly as she tries to hide the emotion behind it. A tremor runs through her once more, and she arches into the contact, moaning his name even as exhaustion begins to creep over her. "You're mine..." She whispers against his lips, a note of longing in her voice as the realization settles deep within her. "I belong to you...and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Oh? And what would this wonderful reward be, master? Tell me and I shall see it done. My soldiers await your command. But know this; it will not be easy to win my favor. You must show true devotion and prove that you deserve such a prize.

A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she listens to his offer. "Very well," she breathes huskily, her fingers trailing up and down his chest before meeting at the center of his torso to grip the fabric of his shirt and rip it cleanly down the middle. She tosses the torn pieces aside before wrapping her hands around him once more. "Then let us begin."

Her nails dig into his skin as she massages him, teasing and taunting him with her touch until he's fully hard again. With a satisfied growl, she positions herself over him, guiding him to the entrance of her body before sinking down around him in one fluid motion. Her hips move in rhythm with his hands, meeting each thrust with equal force as they work together towards their shared goal.

Her eyes narrow and her mouth twists into a determined scowl as she rides him

With each thrust, she feels the need growing stronger inside her; the desire to see those who stand against him laid low and his blood spilled upon the ground. She moans around him, the taste of his cock filling her mouth as she rides him harder, faster. Her nails dig into his shoulders once more as she nears her climax, and with a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath him, muscles clenching and releasing around him in perfect synchrony.

Her vision blurs with the force of her orgasm, and for a moment all that remains is the feel of his skin against hers and the rhythmic thrusts driving them both towards completion. She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath as she watches the light begin to fade from her eyes. "I will kill them...all for you," she whispers between gasping breaths, her voice hoarse with passion and determination