"Ahnn, ahhn, ahhh~ ngghhhhhhhh~, hhnnnnn, hnnghhhh~...!"
My body trembled uncontrollably, each breath I took shallow and ragged, like I was barely holding onto reality.
I was slowly unraveling, coming apart at the seams.
My eyes rolled back so hard they almost felt stuck, lost in a haze of pleasure so intense it made my vision blur.
My vagina, drenched and gripping desperately, began to mold itself around his cock, tightening and sucking him in deeper with every thrust. The feeling was addictive.
My mouth hung open, lips twitching from the overload, my voice slipping out in broken cries.
"Ahn, ahh, ahhhn, ahh, ah, ah, ah, ahhh, ahnnghhhh~!"
Sweat poured from our bodies, flying in tiny glistening droplets as our hips collided over and over. The room felt hot, thick with the sll of sex, the air humid and heavy with our sounds.
My mind... it couldn't hold on anymore.
Everything was slipping... my sense of self, ti, and control.
And I welcod it.
I was being fucked senseless, and I fucking loved it.
Leon's hands gripped my hips tighter, his fingers digging into my skin, anchoring to him like he never wanted to let go.
I felt his cock twitching violently inside , pulsing harder, like it was preparing to explode.
"Hnngghhhh~! AHhhhnnnnnnghhh~ Hnnnn...! Ahhnn, ahhngghhhhh~!!!"
My moans were getting louder, wild and unrestrained, echoing off the walls. My whole body arched into him.
And then—without warning—I felt it.
A sudden, overwhelming surge.
I was going to orgasm again.
My insides clenched, and my breath hitched as it ca barreling toward like a tidal wave.
Then—
"Hnghhh~!? Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"
He ca inside .
Hot, thick liquid shot deep, flooding my insides, and in that instant... it was like a supernova went off behind my eyes.
I saw stars... literal, blinding stars.
My entire body convulsed as I ca with him, vagina squeezing down on his penis in wild spasms.
The orgasm ripped through like lightning.
Every nerve in my body scread with pleasure. My fingers curled, my toes pointed, and my mouth opened in a silent gasp as I shook.
And then... everything just lted.
I don't even know how long I was out of it, but when I finally returned to my senses, Leon slowly pulled out of , and I whimpered at the sudden emptiness.
A long, sticky strand of white fluid stretched between us, connecting his tip to my vagina.
Then—just as casually—he aid and painted my stomach with more of his seed.
The warmth of it hit in heavy drops.
"Haa... Ha...!"
I panted like I had just run for miles, my chest rising and falling fast, my heart thundering in my ears.
My limbs went limp.
Finally, my body relaxed into the bed.
"What... was that?" I asked, voice barely audible, almost shaky.
"That's just marking you," he replied coolly. "You're my woman now."
"I'm... yours now...?" I repeated slowly, tasting the words like honey on my tongue.
Strangely, it felt natural. Or right, even.
It rolled off my lips so sweetly that I smiled.
"Fufufu..." A soft laugh escaped as I brought my hand down to my crotch, feeling the warmth inside , knowing it was his. "I'm your woman now... I'm really happy..."
That was just round one.
We hadn't even had the ti to soak it in and to enjoy the afterglow properly.
We still needed to head to the castle. My father awaited us there, and we had to convince him that Leon—not the emperor—was the right man to be my husband.
"Should I keep my hair ssy... so Father notices we had sex?" I asked, looking at him with a crooked grin.
"Well, I guess so," he said, shrugging. "But honestly, I think your father's gonna know just by the aura you're giving off."
"Aura?"
"Yeah. For one—you look more mature now."
"You really think so?" I smiled, genuinely touched. "That makes happy to hear."
It sounded silly—thinking soone becos more mature just by having sex once.
But still... hearing that made my heart flutter.
We dressed ourselves again.
Even though our clothes were back on, we still reeked of sex. It clung to us like a second skin.
His seed still coated my inner walls. Every step I took made it shift and swirl inside , a constant reminder of what we just did.
And just thinking about it I could feel the heat building up again.
Goodness... I really am a pervert, huh?
I opened the door to my room.
And right there in the hallway—stood Angelica.
Her eyes widened the mont she saw .
Without missing a beat, her hand went straight to her blade.
The mont she looked at —disheveled, flushed, and freshly had sex—she must've assud Leon had done sothing to .
She probably already knew.
We had sex.
She could sense it.
And she was right.
But I didn't need her pulling her sword on him. I wouldn't let anyone harm the man I loved—not even her.
"Angelica," I said firmly, stepping forward.
"B-But...!"
"I told you—it's fine," I cut in. "I initiated it."
She grit her teeth hard, her body trembling.
She looked like she was about to pounce.
Like a wild animal backed into a corner.
"It's fine," Leon said calmly, stepping in. "Let her co at ."
I turned to him, eyebrows raised.
"If you don't let her let it out, she's gonna explode eventually. Let her take it out on . Let her unleash everything she's holding in."
I stared at him for a mont.
And then... a smile pulled at the corners of my lips.
"Alright then... By your will, Angelica."
Angelica let out a growl, clenching her fists, and in the next second, she lunged forward.
She dashed toward Leon with rage in her eyes.
But Leon—
He didn't move.
He didn't flinch.
He didn't draw a sword. Nor created a stance.
Just... standing there.
As if he was ready to take it all.
Everything she had.
But before Angelica could even finish her swing, her sword was suddenly ripped from her grip and sent spiraling through the air.
She didn't even see how it happened.
Leon hadn't moved—he hadn't even flinched—yet sohow, the blade was no longer in her hands. Disard as if by an invisible force, like the very air had betrayed her.
And yet, that didn't deter her in the slightest.
With her teeth clenched and eyes burning, Angelica drew back her fist, muscles tightening beneath her armor. Then she launched it forward with a burst of explosive speed.
It was a fast punch.
Everything about it scread discipline and combat experience. It was fluid, sharp and lethal.
A true Magic Knight's strike.
But Leon shifted.
Just a fraction of a movent. A slight turn of the shoulder. Barely perceptible.
And the punch missed.
Angelica snarled under her breath and followed up with another.
Then another.
Then another.
Her fists were blurs of motion, slicing through the air with precision and force. Each strike was honed to perfection.
But every single one missed its mark.
Leon didn't counter. He didn't even raise his arms. He simply moved. With the barest, minimal effort, he slipped past every blow like a whisper in the wind.
His expression didn't change.
He was calm. Stoic. Completely unfazed.
It was as if Angelica wasn't even a threat to him.
Her breathing began to pick up.
Her movents grew slower and heavier.
Sweat glistened on her forehead, clinging to strands of her hair as her stamina gradually drained away.
And then… her exhaustion finally caught up to her.
With one smooth motion, Leon raised his hand and caught both of her wrists mid-strike. His grip was firm, but not harsh. It was enough to stop her, not hurt her.
Angelica's body trembled for a mont, her strength gone.
And then, her knees buckled beneath her.
She dropped to the floor, panting and defeated.
I approached slowly.
"Angelica," I said softly, kneeling slightly so my voice could reach her clearly.
"You don't have to be so hostile. That's because..."
I turned my eyes toward Leon, standing tall and still as a statue beside .
"You are not allowed to do sothing so absurd... with the next King of Milham," I said, my voice now colder.
Angelica's eyes widened as the weight of my words hit her like a brick wall. She looked at , stunned, as if she hadn't truly believed it until that very mont.
"When I ascend the throne," I said clearly, "he will be the one standing beside . He will be my partner, my equal."
"So it is only natural..." I continued, pausing just enough to let my next words sink in, "...that your loyalty extends to him, and not just to ."
I gave her a smile.
But there was no warmth in it. No softness. Only the steel behind a ruler's will.
Angelica lowered her head, defeated in more ways than one.
She had always been loyal to . She has a completely, unwaveringly loyal. But loyalty without vision was dangerous. I couldn't have soone beside who would jeopardize everything just to keep from growing, just to protect from choices that were mine to make.
I wouldn't be a true queen if I let others bear the burden I was ant to carry.
I couldn't beco a ruler by standing still, coddled in soone else's safety net.
If I truly wanted to wear the crown...
Then I had to leap.
A queen doesn't get carried. She jumps—with her own two feet.
I extended my hand to her, fingers open and waiting.
"Now then," I said gently, "shall we go to the royal castle next, Angelica?"
She hesitated—just a mont. Then her eyes closed, and I could see the decision behind her furrowed brow.
When they opened again, she reached up and took my hand.
And with that, the three of us walked forward.
Toward the castle.
Toward the throne.
Toward the showdown with the King.
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