"Co on, don't be shy, "Jaegar encouraged her, watching her.
Kyra glared at him but moved her hands onto his shaft. "Be quick with it; I need to rest."
Jaegar tensed up as her smooth yet rough hands touched his shaft. "Well, it's in your hands now, so it should depend on you."
Kyra learned from her maids back in the kingdom and uses her knowledge now. She too put the hard penis into her mouth in one go and started rubbing her tongue over his head all while her hands stroked him.
Jaegar let out a low groan of pleasure, surprised by Kyra's skill and enthusiasm. He closed his eyes, savouring the sensation as she continued to pleasure him with expertise.
Though it was the first ti for her, she tried her best as she wanted to finish him off quickly. Her strong grip and tender lips ran along the edges perfectly, giving him an intense and satisfying experience. Jaegar's body tensed with pleasure as Kyra's efforts paid off, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy in record ti.
Jaegar felt like he was ready to co, so he caught her head and shot into her mouth. She pushed him back, but he kept on shooting his load, which fell on her face now. Then he fell back on the bed, feeling completely spent and satisfied, with a wide grin on his face.
Kyra froze, feeling shocked and disgusted by Jaegar's unexpected actions. She quickly wiped her face, but the cum stuck to her hands now. "You disgusting pig, why did you do it in my mouth?"
"I want you to kiss him with that mouth," Jaegar said with a smirk, causing Kyra to feel even more repulsed.
"I can't believe you just said that."
Kyra stood up, brushing off her hands and wiping her face. "I didn't realize the empire's princes were all such nut cases," she said.
Jaegar shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, now you know. We have our highs and lows, just like everyone else."
Kyra's gaze hardened. "So, this deal—if I give you what you want, you stay out of my way. That's the agreent?"
"Yes," Jaegar replied.
She nodded, resolute. "Fine. But I want sothing too. I want Lorcan to suffer. You don't know how much I've had to put up with his tantrums and what nots. If only I was engaged to Prince Taurkan."
Kyra added firmly, "I don't care what you do to him—just keep it between us."
Jaegar got up and buckled his pants; he smiled at her and said, "You really surprise , princess; I am telling you, you will go places in this palace if you keep this up."
"And Your Highness," Kyra said, her voice edged with irritation, "you have a twisted way of getting back at your brother. Though I hate being part of this, as long as I get what I want, I'll endure."
Jaegar was about to respond when a knock at the door interrupted them. The voice on the other side was slurred and unmistakably drunk.
"Princess Kyra," Lorcan called out, swinging the door open as he stumbled in, a bottle clutched loosely in his hand. "I've been looking for you everywhere. Co on, let's have so fun!"
Kyra's eyes widened in panic as she turned to where Jaegar had been monts before—only to find he had vanished. She looked back at Lorcan, who was weaving unsteadily toward her.
Lorcan, his steps heavy and unsteady, reached out and took Kyra's hands, pulling her down to sit beside him on the bed. The very spot where Jaegar had just gotten blowed by Kyra.
"Ah, Kyra," he slurred, his gaze unfocused but filled with a strange, drunken adoration. "You're… the most stunning, most fierce woman in the empire. No one… no one like you." He held her hand firmly, his fingers tracing her knuckles as he continued, his voice lowering in an attempt to be seductive. "How lucky am I… to have a princess like you."
Leaning closer, his face hovered just inches from hers, his breath heavy with the scent of wine. Kyra, swallowing her discomfort, obliged as he brought his lips to hers in a clumsy, lingering kiss.
From the doorway, Jaegar watched with a dark satisfaction. His gaze lingered on the scene, his eyes narrowing in silent victory as a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. Without a word, he turned and walked off, leaving them behind with the satisfaction that his plan had played out perfectly.
***
The palace corridor lay silent and dark, moonlight filtering through the high windows in pale shafts. Jaegar stood in one such shaft, his shadow stretching long against the ancient stone walls.
With practised precision, he drew a complex circle in the air, his fingers leaving trails of crimson light that hung suspended like blood drops in water. Ancient runes spiralled outward from the circle, pulsing with arcane energy that would have horrified the imperial court's conventional wizards and witches.
It wasn't just a simple summoning spell. It was the spell that would bring the succubus demon queen.
The air grew thick and heavy, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine mixed with sothing darker, more primal. The circle erupted into silent flas of deep purple, and through them stepped Lilianna, Queen of the Succubi. Her presence seed to draw the shadows closer, making them writhe and dance along the walls.
She materialized fully – a being of devastating beauty and terrible power.
Her skin held an otherworldly sheen, her eyes glowing with ancient hunger. Wings of shadow stretched briefly behind her before folding into nothingness. Her dress seed made of living darkness, shifting and flowing around her voluptuous figure like smoke.
"Well, well," Lilianna purred, her voice carrying echoes of midnight promises and dangerous desires. "The prince calls again. Have you finally co to settle your debt?"
She moved closer, each step as graceful as a predator's. "The paynt for our last... arrangent is long overdue."
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