The Princess, Her Harem... Book 01

"I... Is it a problem, Mari'...? Is it bad that I love you more than them...?"

Maria stiffened in shock against Jason; and she was so startled that she looked up at him even though her eyes were still bright with tears. Even that short amount of time was enough for her to translate the meaning behind his words, though; and she smiled despite the pain within her breast. "No, it is lovely that you do, and it is so much more than I deserve after what I have done, but what you feel is not... No... You love me as a sister and perhaps, perhaps as a friend, if I am lucky, right? Imagine Pam, or Beth or Sara, though; you love them as sisters and as friends as well, but you also love them as slaves, so you want to... To make them cum, and to have them make you cum before them? Well that is what, that is what I have always wanted, Darling... To be a sister that you love, but also a slave that you desire..."

"Oh...?" Jason paused at that, and then he frowned as if confronted by something so unfair that he couldn't believe that it could be true. "But, but I do, I do love you like that, Mari'! I have for years, so why, why isn't it enough? Why can't you get -?"

"You didn't wanna do naughty things with me!" Maria caught herself too late to stop her exclamation. She was spared the discomfort of realizing her mistake however, for Jason gave her no time to ponder her words.

"Princess Maria!" He gave a squawk of fright at her interruption, and then he leaned backward hurriedly before turning his head to one side until she had released his shoulders. "I, I don't want to do naughty things with anyone, Mari'...!"

"But you, you suck at our sisters' tits! You fuck our Mom, and you have even buggered them...!"

"Is that naughty, Mari'?" He took his turn to grip her shoulders then, and he stared at her with his eyes not just as wide but also as bright as her own were. "I, I... I just wanted to make them happy, an' they, they said it was good, and I never thought -...!"

"No! No, they were right, Darling, it was good! It was just my mistake...! You said, you said that you did not want to marry me, though...!"

"But of course I did, Mari', 'cause you're a Princess and, an' I'm just a beast! You deserve every-, everything good in the whole world...! But I, I can only give you my love... How could, how could I marry you when every, when every beast dreams about having you...?"

"You can marry me because they do not dream about me, Darling, but about my money, or my pussy or my tits! You, you can have me because if I had to choose between you or the world, then I would rather have you!" Maria cried out then, and tears trickled down her cheeks whilst she hugged Jason fiercely and wished that the moment might carry on forever.

"Then, I can have you and marry you, Mari'...? Even if... Even if I, I dream about your pussy and your tits as well...?"

"Jason...!"

His words were enough to cause her to giggle in reproachful shock, but her desire was too strong to let anything distract from the revelation of his love for more than a moment. She pushed herself upward and against him even before she had stopped giggling, and then she raised her hands until she could grasp his cheeks and hold his gaze upon herself.

"But, yes, you can have me, Jason! You can have me whenever you want! Whenever or wherever or however you want, and with whoever you want, Darling, just so long as I can be with you, and make love with you, and wake up with you...!" Maria flushed as she spoke, and then she beamed with desperate impishness as she pushed and rubbed herself against Jason's naked body. "Perhaps, perhaps even starting now...?"

She offered herself without pride or shame; and in the next moment, he was upon her.

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19: Their First Time.

Her darling was a beast.

He was a beast, and so it went without saying that he would try to fuck her, wouldn't he. That was what they did, wasn't it. It had always been, and it always would be. She had always known it, and she had accepted it as something that couldn't be helped. She had always longed for his cock anyway, and just the thought of him sliding himself deep into her was enough to make her loins flutter in desperate anticipation. She loved him for who he was rather than for what he was, and she was therefore prepared to forgive him for whatever his hormones made him do.

The only question was how he would do it.

Probably, he would just shove his cock into her pussy; in which case he would find her cunt both burning hot with desire and obscenely wet. If he didn't do that, then maybe he would push his cock between her heaving tits; and she would let him watch as she sucked and worshipped every bit of his beautiful knob. Failing even that, then perhaps he would just slide his gorgeous, twitching and leaking cock between her lips and down her throat. If he did so, then she would have to try her best not to cum with him lest she swallow his seed once more.

Well, she loved him with all of her heart, but he was nevertheless a beast; and one way or another, she would end up with his cock thrusting within her. If she was lucky then she might get to capture his second ejaculation so that she could display it before using it to demonstrate her love. But if she was forced to accept his seed down her throat or into her womb, instead? Maria shivered and told herself that she was being perverted, but it didn't stop her heart from racing and her pussy from flooding at the thought of yet more of his seed swirling about within her. It was therefore with mixed emotions that Maria offered herself without pride or shame; and in the next moment, Jason was upon her.

"I would, I would love to, Mari'..." Just for a moment, Maria saw Jason's eyes shining before her, and then he pressed his lips briefly and gently against her own. "I... I love you with all o' my heart, Mari'..."

He kissed her once more before she could even react to his words, and Maria shivered before him as he slid his hands upward in a single sweeping caress. He traced her body from her back all the way up to her head before he finally buried his hands within her hair; and then he held her tenderly as he kissed her fully upon her lips once more. Again and again, he pressed his lips briefly against her own, and each time that he did so, she thought that he would finally let his tongue touch hers. He moved the focus of his attention instead though, and his kisses drifted across her mouth even as his fingers caressed her scalp.

Her upper lip, and then her lower as his eyes shone in mischievous delight. The corners of her mouth, and then the line of her jaw. The lobe of her right ear, and then a whisper of love that made her eyes moisten. The hollow where her jaw met her ear, and then a whisper of lust that made her heart skip a beat and left her in no doubt that his desire was just as impure as her own was.

She had never imagined that he would kiss her in that way.

It was so maddeningly slow that she felt like crying out in frustration; and yet to Maria's surprise it was so exquisitely thrilling that she could do nothing but kneel frozen before Jason. Her heart raced whilst her pussy felt as if it dissolved into a sodden and gooey mess, and yet even her own growing need for Jason's tongue couldn't bring her to interrupt it. He must have kissed his family countless times, and they must have guided him as to how he should do so. He must have watched them kissing as often as they had kissed him, and he must have practiced what he saw upon the next one to offer her lips to him. In a way, it was as if her family placed their lips upon hers alongside his, and she trembled within his arms as she imagined that they joined him.

It was a painfully slow kiss; and yet Maria's heart raced at the realization of a hunger and a lust that she had not sensed until that moment in which he first placed his lips upon her own. It was a tender kiss, and yet it was also so firm and confident that she didn't know if he would let her break it; and her loins fluttered at the thought. It was above all else a kiss that she would have expected from one of her six beautiful Knights; but the fact that it was Jason who kissed her was as unmistakable as the heat of his cock against her mound.

He kissed her as if every part of her was a work of art that needed to be treasured and adored; but he also kissed her as if he wanted to rub his cock or squirt his thick, white jelly against those same parts. Did he want to worship her as if she was a goddess, or did he want to fuck her senseless? Did he want to whisper his love, or did he want to fill every one of her orifices with his cum and then watch as she sobbed in ecstasy whilst it oozed thickly out of her? Jason showed her that his sinful desire was every bit as strong as his innocent love, and it was only when she realized that simple fact that he finally accepted the invitation of her gently protruding tongue.

Once, twice; three times. Three times, he kissed, licked and sucked upon the wet flesh of her tongue as Maria swooned before and beneath him; and then he slid one hand downward to cup her right buttock. He pulled her upward even as he pressed himself downward, and then he crushed his lips against her own and thrust his tongue into her mouth.

Finally, he ceased his torturous teasing!

Finally, he kissed her as if in prelude to the moment when he would thrust his cock deep into her mouth or her pussy! Maria's relief and delight were such that under ordinary circumstances she would have been mortified by her own reaction, for she shuddered and whimpered helplessly before Jason whilst tears of desperate joy ran down her flushed cheeks. The unleashing of Jason's passion was enough to break her out of the trance into which she had fallen, though; and the last remnants of her pride flared up in response to the injustice of her situation.

Why was it that he looked so strong and in-control, whereas she felt exactly the opposite? Why was it that he alone had inflicted pleasure, when she desired to make him cum across her body or within her mouth more than she desired anything else? It was in that moment when Maria's body cried out for her to surrender to the ravaging of his hands and mouth, that she instead decided that she would not be outdone. She pushed herself forward and upward so that her beautiful breasts ballooned against his masculine chest, and then she dug her fingers into his buttocks before thrusting her tongue desperately into his mouth.

Would that show him?

Maria fucked her tongue against the slippery wetness of Jason's tongue; and then she ground the hot, velvety smooth flesh of her mound against his swollen knob before dragging her sodden folds up and down against his balls. Would that show him that she wanted to fuck him senseless? Would he understand that he could cum a million times without satisfying her need for his ecstasy? Would he realize that she would have him fuck a billion slaves if he could, just so that she could see his pleasure and suck his cum out of them? Maria whispered her desires just in case he didn't understand them already, and then she grinned as he moaned and shuddered, before she resumed her attack once more.

If he could worship her face and her lips, then she could worship his; and if he could hold her face still before him, then she could hold his as well. Maria met his every move with one of her own. That was not to say that she did not lead though, for she was the first to bite gently upon the lobe of the ear that she had just kissed. She was the first to run her tongue from chin to lips, and the first to leave the mark of her teeth upon the skin of a neck. She was the first to show the saliva that she had stolen and kept upon her tongue, and the first to swallow before closing in for more.

But she was just the first, and not the only one. Everything that she did to him, he did to her; and unlike her, he had not spent the first few minutes swooning in a daze of pleasure. Maria was therefore the first to sob aloud in pleasure, and the first to move her hips involuntarily as well; whilst the mess that his cock made upon her loins was as nothing in comparison to the froth and juices with which her pussy drenched his balls.

How long would she have to wait until his gorgeous knob eased past the outermost lips of her drenched pussy? How long would she have to wait until his elegant shaft pushed slowly but surely into her depths? Maria had hoped that the answer to each question would have been a matter of seconds, but to her surprise she found it ever-more difficult to keep it in mind. What could be more important than the feeling of his lips upon her, or more exquisite than the hungry but tender kisses with which he worshipped her lips and pulled gently upon her tongue? What could be more deliciously unbearable than the way in which his breath washed hotly against her flesh as he trailed his kisses across her face? Even then, Maria suspected that the answer to both would involve his cock thrusting within her. She whimpered in his embrace and panted before him, though; and she was as helpless to resist his kissing, as she was to cease her own.

Ten delightful minutes.

And they filled the bedroom with the sounds of their ravenous kissing, slurping and sucking.

Twenty glorious minutes.

And their flesh shone damply as they ground themselves against each other's naked bodies. They panted in exertion and whimpered in arousal, whilst their bodies shivered and shuddered in the passion with which they ravaged each other.

Thirty perfect minutes.

And they had not yet moved from their spot upon her bed. He had not touched the heaving breasts or overflowing pussy with which she ground herself against him; and she had not touched the cock with which he rubbed himself against her swollen clit.

But what they did could no longer be called kissing.

It was not gentle or sweet, and it was no longer loving and tender. It was raw, it was passionate, and it was lustful. It was the embodiment of their mutual desire to see each other cumming their brains out. It was fucking with their mouths, their tongues, their hands and every square inch of flesh that they ground or thrust against each other. So what if she had yet to feel his cock within her pussy, or once more thrust into her mouth? So what if she had yet to feel his loins slamming against hers, or if it would take a lot longer for her to make him cum than if she just shoved him onto his back and rode him like the beast that he was? None of it mattered, so long as she could feel him trembling in passion before her. None of it mattered so long as she could know that he loved her just as she loved him.

The minutes slipped by whilst Jason and Maria continued their oral fucking in oblivion to everything barring each other. The time went as unnoticed as the pussy-juice with which she drenched his warm, soft balls and the newly-changed quilt beneath her buttocks; and as unnoticed as the thick, white froth with which he painted her loins, or that with which she lathered his cock. The minutes took its toll upon them though, for their bodies trembled in arousal and glistened damply with perspiration. They moved ever more passionately against each other, and they could not help but give voice to the pleasure that was inflicted upon them.

A gasp from him at the tender cruelty of her teeth as she bit gently upon his fingers; and then a whimper of fascination and joy from her as she watched him lay a trail of kisses all the way down and onto the slope of one of her heaving breasts. A moan of pleasure from him in response to the urgent friction of her wet pussy against his rigid cock; and then a stifled cry of startled bliss from her as he nibbled and sucked upon her jutting teat.

Unfortunately, Maria had neither had a beast's cock between her thighs nor been milked like a commoner, and so she had no milk to give him in exchange for his passionate efforts. Her delight was such that for just one sublimely perfect moment her world froze about her, though; and she stared down at Jason in wide-eyed wonder, whilst she panted raggedly in amazement as he ravaged every part of her rigid nipple. Finally, Jason suckled upon her! Finally, she too experienced some of what her family had felt during the first few hours of his birthday! He swept his tongue about her swollen, engorged areola as if savoring every bump, and then he did likewise about the firm, rubbery teat. He pulled repeatedly upon her teat with his lips before lashing it with his tongue; and then he left a trail of saliva from one beautiful breast to the other before worshipping at her other proudly jutting nipple.

And it was then, as her heart pounded within her breast and her orgasm swelled within her loins, that Maria realized that her sodden, overflowing pussy was stroking itself urgently against the rigid length of Jason's cock. That her mound was pushing and rubbing against the swollen and leaking plum of his knob. That she could detect the delicate scent of Jason's seed within the even more delicate scents of his pre-cum and her juices.

And that she could wait no longer.

"Mari'...!"

Maria heard Jason take a sudden intake of breath, and she looked downward to find that she had stretched one hand about the glorious girth of his rigid and straining cock. He shuddered and trembled against her whilst his eyes went wide in startled bewilderment, and for just a moment he gazed down at his shaft oozing and twitching within her grasp. In return, he slipped a hand downward to grasp at her sopping wet pussy, and then she too cried out in shock before staring down at where his hand trembled between her thighs. They stiffened together at that, and then they lifted their gazes slowly until they stared eye to eye. Their looks of surprise changed into looks of eager anticipation, and then Jason smiled in timid but eager delight before he flexed his fingers gently beneath Maria's clitoris. She gave a gasp of voiceless pleasure at his touch, and then she too smiled before sliding her hand from the softness of his balls all the way up to the swollen and wetly glistening helmet of his cock.

"Oh, Darling... I love you so much, Jason..."

Maria swirled her fingers ever so gently about his knob as she spoke. He took his turn to stiffen and gasp before her as she did so, and then he grinned before leaning slowly towards her.

"I, I love you, Mari'..."

He kissed her upon her lips even as he moved his fingers against her pussy once more, and for just a moment Maria's eyes fluttered in pleasure whilst she bit her lip in order to suppress an undignified moan of bliss. She grinned once that moment had passed though, and then she pushed herself against him so hard that he fell backwards onto the bed.

"I need you, Darling..."

She blushed as she spoke, for Jason lay sprawled across her bed before her, and her eyes were thus drawn instinctively to where his cock thrust powerfully and rigidly upward. It was only by exerting all of her will that she could tear her eyes from it and the trickle of thick white jelly that wound its way down from its succulent tip; and yet the look of wonder upon his face was even more enchanting.

"Are you close, Jason...?" Her words caused his expression to turn to one of confusion, and Maria reworded her question hastily. "Are you going to cum soon...?"

She saw him ponder her question for just a moment, and then he smiled as if surprised to realize that he would. He nodded his head in response, and then he reached out towards her. He held her soft, wet pussy as if in amazement then, and the question upon his face was so obvious that Maria giggled in breathless delight.

"I will too, Darling... I am so close... I can feel it already..."

"I, I'm glad, Mari'...! I, I want it, Mari'...!"