His Breeder

tall, silhouetted trees like a slinking serpent, the growing darkness sinking around her. She exhaled and squinted up at the fence that suddenly stood erect before her, a small gaping h

ath she took was smooth and paved unlike the dust-kicked path in the market, each brick being polished until it wa

scuring a ladder that scaled the palace wall. Her ladder, she liked to call. As she tilted her head upwards, the image of a familiar oval w

he Alpha's daughter wasn’t permitted to walk without the accompaniment of a guard - despite it being within the secure confines of her home. Sighing, the weary th

ft hum cooed from the bedroom. Peering over her shoulder and down at th

ushing herself into a crouch. She cupped both hands around her eyes while peering into the room on both feet. It was grand with familiar, opulent fu

youthful, feminine figure was outlined beneath: the delicate column of her neck and the full, soft cu

spun hair, removing the pins one at a time to let t

ssessed the epicene beauty peculiar to young girls of a c

vated for one sole purpose: to be

live and a marbled flush to her pomegranate lips, which suddenly parted in a silent scream. H

a sheepish smile as she watched the princess try and stead

, the window opened and she gestured the girl swiftly inside. Luminous blue eyes swept over the thief who tumb

t, she started to unbutton her cloak, face scrunched in a tight grimace. "What didn't happen?" she muttered while growing conscious of Circe's open stare; it

id you

only to hesitate and wither at her disapproving stare. Struggling to feign innocence, her face s

nd that, watching as it caught reflections of the

ful, is

ssi

nd's soft palm, then closed her hand into a fist. "Go on..." Her eyes remained bright and keen

was

something poisonous, her full lips turning down at the

in her eyes danced alive with the blazing flames of the fireplace as she stared in absolute awe at the blade, causing

aced with a tinge of friendly mockery, distinct fro

while thumbing the blade. "He

that’s

d blade that cut through the

you know that. Now come," she ordered, eyes softening as

left and right, her eyes lingering on each cut. Her hand dropped to the buttons of her shirt and slowly began to open them to expose the breadth

as going to bathe with or without your consent,” she commented before shimmying out of her sodden pants. She kick

hom you are talking to like t

was lavish, almost ostentatious, with patterned rose tiles and hot steam that rose in thick sheets from

an afterimage, faint and almost undetectable under the

brow waggle. “Allow me to show my sincere regrets by shaving

ole foot up to her thigh. There was not a blemish on her skin unlike Alessia’s, which she caught sight o

tention slanted back to the princess who was neck deep in the

o you think that he likes anal?” Alessia inquired innocently, fighting

n at the back of her throat.

n with a peculiar look in her eyes. She soon moved onto the piece of pumice and soap brush; such puritan aids were only ava

ing jagged distaste. “Can we please n

Although, it was to be expected considering her position as a sacrifice soon to be placed at the altar for either his taking or deat

l neck-deep in the bath, her golden hair floating about like lily pads. “How was yo

eaten by a mob of men.” A

usu

m the platter of scarce foods made solely to enhance her beauty and maintain a low body fat percentage; scheduled nap and study; play the cello a

knew such emotional displays would only rile the princess.

vision. The cover was missing, the pages yellowed and the ink smudged black from lingering in the steam too long. Despite a

an er

p through the pages. Her eyes danced over the incomprehensible word

ce raised a bl

eas

page, then watched Alessia for a bri

ick, the head large and dark like a ripe plum. Unable to wait a moment longer, she ran her tongue over the sp

er. The cadence of her breathing had slowed to a tense pace like that of s

to the prince

saw his head thrown back, the muscles of his neck flex

her

, “Must you pau

“No, but I am enjoying

tongue. Some primal, basic part of her soul knew she had tasted him this way before. She used her tongue to wet his cock until it glided sm

d beneath her skin deepening as her dark brows furrowed in con

ssed it aside a moment later. “The Luna has requested I read such

and pleasure a demon king for a

n her gut for the princess. The sacrifice was in less than a week and such a realiza

oted the sympathetic expressi

r elegant winding back, slim from the nape of her neck and curving inwards at the waist before blossomin

s of a

o spread her cheeks. The action defined her pink, fleshy womanhood shav

flashed her a coy s