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"Isn't it blasphemous that the future King is kneeling in front of me right now?" I ignored his questions and shot back. I didn't move away though, in fact I sat back, resting the back of my head against the throne as I took in his determined multi-coloured gaze and dared him to proceed. "Isn't it blasphemous that you've always wanted to fuck your brother's fiance?" He kept stroking me, I could feel myself growing against his palms. I had to close my eyes as a fresh wave of desire went straight to the tip of my cock as he used his thumb to tease the opening. "Fine, you're spewing shit 'cause your mouth's bored. Put your tongue to some real use for once." I barked sharply. Colours danced in excitement as his eyes suddenly went wide. He didn't seem to dislike it, in fact by the way his pupils dilated and his cheeks flushed, the contrary seemed to be true. He didn't say another word. He simply leaned forward, pink tongue extended, and started lapping at my shaft obediently. Mikaela Forsberg, Crown Prince of the Empire of Egreya, is due to be married to Alanis Argyros, a gorgeous omega with an excellent pedigree. Between the wedding, Mikaela's upcoming coronation, an aggressive enemy empire, scheming plots, giant robots and the added complication of the return of General Kyros Argyros, Mikaela's best friend and Alanis' brother, will the Egreyan Empire be able survive the crowning of it's new King?
Mr Loverman
