In an underground, desolate chamber within the estate of House Valthorne, Zaja sat with Hillary on his lap. The next mont, her eyes regained their light and she reeled back, stumbling as she tried to put as much distance between Zaja and her as she could.
Her back hit a wall, and Zaja appeared at her left, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
"No need to run baby, I don’t bite. The word of our little adventure have already gone through the walls of the royal palace. Everyone knows you fell so hard for my erotism and you just couldn’t help yourself from jumping on all night. It literally made national news, so much so that your Queen Mother is insistent that we get married."
"She even gave the freedom to pick the terms of our marriage, don’t you think she is such a kind and wonderful Queen Mother..." Zaja whispered in Hillary’s ear, pulling the Kings hussy towards his chest, and getting a feel of her bountiful breasts on his chest.
Hillary’s eyes flashed and her cheeks imdiately flushed with red blushes, her breath started growing uneven and ragged as Zaja’s Obsidian Wyrm Stallion pheromones lit her body on fire. "Oh, that’s... nice."
She knew that body contact with Zaja was going to get her all fired up, that was why she initially tried to create as much space as possible between the both of them. She had realized by now that the slave of Elyria’s son was indeed a human sex inducer and every biological thing that emitted from him was virtually an aphrodisiac, be it his breath, scent or skin to skin contact. And she was well aware that if she didn’t find a way to get away from him, she would be crushing his cock inside her again.
But they were in a concealed dungeon beneath the estates surface grounds, so she literally had nowhere to run to.
"So, Percival cum catcher, I would like to hear your input... do you want to marry ? What do you think about the whole situation, knowing fully well won in the King’ harem are not allowed to get married other than spend their youthful ages being a cum bank for him" Zaja asked in a serious tone, the words making hillary’s eyes narrow in slight fear and even thought.
"Would you agree to it? You are the man here, and it is you that would be marrying ." Hillary said, knowing fully well the reason the Queen Mother wanted her to get close to the Valthornes, marrying Zaja would fulfil that reason astronomically.
"That is true, I am the man here. Who knows, it’s the Queen Mother’s wish after all. Just like how she sent you on a mission to get closer to this household because of your mutation allows you to shape shift into different people as you please, making you the right person for the job. She really does get whatever she wants" Zaja said, Hillary reeled back as if she was scared at the re ntion of the fact that the Queen Mother always managed to get her way in any situation.
Zaja extended his hand and violet shimrs began to pop out of thin air as he summoned the contract given to him by Lady Elyria.
"What do you have in mind, I understand now that you’re a lot smarter than I gave you credit for and you already have deviced so kind of plan..." Hillary said as she saw the look of ambition in Zaja’s eyes.
"In the past few days I visited a black market rink in the undergrounds of Emberfall Citadel and while I was there, I ca across an item known as an Inhibitor Talisman, I have already sealed it on you while you were unconscious and its used is to mask the gains you’ve have obtained from my white sauce and maintain your original power level. Do not be worried, no one will be able to see through the inhibitor, not even a Special Grade Arcane Bearing human. It might even bring you unexpected benefits. Just do as I say and you will surely get out of this just fine." Zaja dropped the act, stroking Hillary’s inner thighs, and feeling the traces of moistness already leaking from the Wagner child.
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