HERALD OF STEEL

As the kneeling lady blurted out the two words, she felt a sudden tremor streak across her heart, her eyes widening with incredulation.

Even Lady Parthia was surprised by how easily they came out of her. She wanted to quickly take it back and claim it was just a slip of the tongue,

“Mmm… Good girl!”

Yet as soon as this silky whisper reached her, all that shock was engulfed by a warm, fuzzy feeling instead.

She felt so happy and content, a feeling that only soared higher when the towering man’s warm hands caressed her rosy cheeks.

Lady Parthia could feel her body beginning to quickly get ready to accept the man as a torrent of scalding heat full of lust filled her lower tunnel, “Mmmm…” and she subconsciously purred, wanting more.

Thus as Alexander instinctively thrust his huge organ towards her… the lady’s eyes first shimmered at the sight of the engrossed red tip and the clear leaking fluid, and then,

*Chuu!*

Even Lady Parthia did not know how it happened.

But it was like her body subconsciously knew what to do as despite there being no order, the plump red lips suddenly made contact with the grotesque mushroom head, giving it a hot, worshipping welcome.

“Ahhh…” And Alexander instantly released a lovingly moan at the unexpected act, his heart thumping at the servile sign. He did not think the proud lady had already fallen so much.

But he was certainly not complaining, as quickly looking down, he lovingly caressed the lady’s bunned hair, “You look so beautiful Parthia right now. If only I could take a picture!”

The sinful sight of the proud queen cheery kissing his organ, leaving a hot, red, mark on it was really once in a century event.

While the kneeling lady, although did not quite understand the exact words, still got the general meaning- the word used was very similar to the Azhak for painting.

So she understood Alexander wished to ‘frame’ her exact pose.

And as the exact image of her current state appeared in her mind- kneeling all bare- with her heavy, meaty, legs wide open, her large, voluptuous butt and black blush clearly visible, from which dripped out the most lewd of nectars, pooling around her tantalizing black heels.

Her hands were behind her mass of bunned raven hair, her lilac tongue gently touching its tip, while right below, her huge, full breasts laid bare for all to see, the golden piercings shining under the light.

Lady Parthia furiously flushed in shame.

Yet…despite so, she did not withdraw her tongue.

In fact, turning up her eyes to give Alexander an ‘angry’ look, she tried to push her lips further, as she felt her lower half become all the more wetter by the second. She was more excited than anything.

“Ahh…” And noticing that amorous, begging gaze, Alexander’s hips instantly felt weak, wanting nothing more than to dye those beautiful eyes with his fresh juice.

That would really cement his winnings.

“Not here. There is a secret door that connects here to Mean’s room. Let’s go there. That way Camelia will never notice you leaving from the same room as me.”

Luckily the man managed to quickly find himself an excuse and quickly pulled the lady to the new, next room where….. the pair had a brand new, torrid morning session.

It was a joining filled with a lot more love along with lust, as no matter what the couple did, they always tried to keep their face towards each other and their lips locked.

From the mature lady sitting on the lap of the man on the bed, to him roughly taking the lying lady on the carpet, to making her stand on one leg with her fair back against the stone walls, to even taking Lady Parthia by a window, smashing into her large voluptuous butt, while her open breasts jingled lewdly to the city in front- all the time, Lady Parthia demanded Alexander’s lips and tongue, and the man obliged, making her drinking copious amount of his fluids to the point the lady’s face became completely flushed and breathless.

While down below, Alexander’s little brother seemed to have a gained life after the few hours of rest and became even more energetic than before at the knowledge of who he was pleasing.

Thus he screwed open the lewd tunnel relentlessly, making the mature lady sing the most precious of lewd songs.

“Ahhh… so good…mmmm…ohhh…”

And then, by the time they were finished, the beautiful lady’s body felt like it had turned into a soft putty, limply sprawling herself the muscular man as the pair let out relieved pants,

“Hufff! Huff! Huff!”

“Haaaaahhh! Haaaahh! Haaaahhh!”- both chests rising and falling with great speed, trying to cool their heated bodies.

It took a while for the couple to regain their facilities, and,

“Stinty brat! You are gonna be the death of me!” Lady Parthia was the first to spit out her venom, turning to give the man next to her a ‘great glare’.

However in reality her words lacked any air of grievance and Alexander actually felt the mature lady spoon closer, lifting her long legs over to his crotch and rubbing against it.

And as the man turned to see how the lady had a glazed, flushed look on her face, with her overflowing raven hair streaking over her immaculate face… he was once again struck by just how beautiful the lady next to him was.

“Oh… it is such a shame I could not have met you a few years earlier, Parthia!” Alexander thus could not help but absent mindedly muse in a dreamy tone, caressing her cheeks.

Yet the same loving gesture made the lady suddenly shiver.

Because, unlike the free and unfettered Alexander, Lady Parthia knew what meeting him earlier would mean.

“…..” And her eyes swam with all sorts of complicated and conflicting emotions.

But Alexander pretended not to notice the struggling lady’s inner demons and looking at those juicy, red lips so close to him, only landed another hot kiss, forcing her out of her thoughts.

What followed was another hot round of exchange, with the lady actually being the more enthusiastic of the two parties. Lady Parthia really did not want her mind to have any chance to think or become empty.

Thus it was while the pair unlatched themselves, after which suddenly,

“Parthia, why don’t you have a son for me?” Alexander made this bold ask and caused the lady to instantly shiver.

“Don’t be stupid! I am too old!” She cried instinctively, turning to give Alexander a genuinely angry look.

‘How can you even ask that?’ She seemed to ask.

Yet the man, like so many times before did not falter, and turned to only give a simple, composed look.

Then, slowly moving his hands over to her warm belly, he started to gently caress it, smirking,

“So you are saying you would have considered it if you could?”

“….” Lady Parthia’s eyes first turned angry and then flushed.

She did not think the man before her was setting her up for such a word trap. And she felt even more ashamed for falling for it.

Because if it was any other time before, she would have first vehemently denied the mere possibility and then given her reasons.

However now that she did not… that she had subconsciously forgotten to…

“Stinky brat!” She could only shyly spit out so at last, trying to hide her embarrassment.

“Hahaha,” Alexander only amusedly chuckled, all the while continuing to caress the soft belly.

Then even more devilishly whispered,

“Just think about it, my lady. With you, the queen of Tibas giving birth to my child- the Pasha of Zanzan, it would surely bring our two lands together. Would that not be great for both of us? Do you not want to give birth to the child of a god?”

“Mmmmm….” Somehow Lady Parthia felt incredibly hot hearing these words, unable to restrain her moans.

Her lower half felt like they were on fire and she turned to give Alexander a very dreamy look- with flushed cheeks, lips parted, and tongue slightly rolling out.

‘Yes… I want to!’ A small voice in her mind screamed.

“No! Do not utter such impossibilities! Me giving birth will cause an earthquake of a scandal!” However, Lady Parthia managed to once again regain control of her thoughts and shouted out so, before pointing, “You already have my Camelia! Go have her. Make her give birth to a dozen grandchildren for me. That will bind our own countries much better!”

Indeed, what Lady Parthia said was absolutely right.

The young princess was Alexander’s mistress and thus their children would have a far more legitimate status than a child born out of an affair of the Tibian queen and the pasha.

Such a union would always be questioned by the people if it were to come to light.

And Alexander too knew this of course.

In fact, he was not really being serious here, he was just teasing Lady Parthia, wanting to see how far he could go.

Hence even though she made a really good point, Alexander simply brushed,

“Hmmm, yes! But unfortunately, none of your daughters seems to have inherited your immaculate looks. Tell me, would you consider the offer, if the people did not know?”

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