Chapter 34
“Care to join me for a break, Rys?” Maria asked, once everybody left the throne room.
She stepped next to him and slipped her arms around his right arm. Her amber eyes looked up at his and curved as she smiled.
“I take it you have something in mind,” Rys said. Her perfume wafted into his nose. It was a sensual smell, and it made Rys think of silk sheets.
Presumably, sheets with Maria under them, given the way she pressed her body against his. She wore a more elegant dress than usual. It was black silk, with lacy gold frills to accent her cleavage. Unlike her usual dress, this one was sleeveless, and showed more leg than usual. A thin gap of pink flesh showed between Maria’s long stockings and her dress.
“I do. It’s been a busy, exciting day so far. Why don’t we take a long, refreshing bath?” Maria whispered to him. She stood on her tiptoes so that she could reach his ear.
Her breath tickled his ear as she spoke. When she sank back to her normal pose, her expression turned impish.
Rys ran a finger down one of her curly horns. Maria shuddered. A moan escaped her as his finger ran along her cheek, then to her jaw. Then he pressed his finger against her lips.
Her tongue lapped against his fingertip, her eyes crossing as they tried to focus on his hand. She bobbed her head forward, closing her lips over his finger. Suckling noises rose from her as she swallowed his finger. When she pulled back, faint traces of lipstick remained along his digit.
“Well?” she asked with a broad smile. Her eyes glimmered and made it clear that she had every intention to leave those lipstick marks on a much larger, longer part of his body.
Rys found no difficulty agreeing to her proposal to join her for a bath.
They slipped away to Maria’s room. She hadn’t formally claimed it, so it was technically a guest room that she stayed in regularly. An empty clothes hamper sat in the corner. A large traveling case full of clothes rested beside the bed. Many clothes had been neatly removed and piled on the bed or in the closet.
Several items of clothing hung on a changing rack, including some very naughty items of lingerie.
Maria giggled when she saw Rys staring at them.
“I’ve been planning ahead,” she said. “But we won’t need those just yet.”
“Ah. I’m glad to hear that those are for the future,” Rys said. “I worried that I had missed some cues. I can see some use for those in the office.”
Maria’s face reddened, and she ducked away from him. Maybe she wasn’t quite ready to talk about using that underwear, although the holes in it suggested some fun in the future.
Pulling Maria into his lap in his office could be quite exciting. One day, he might find he didn’t need to undress her in order to enjoy her.
Maria opened the door to the bathroom and peeked inside. “Already clean. I feel bad for making it dirty but…”
“It’s a bathroom. That’s its purpose,” Rys said. He gently nudged her forward, and she squealed, jumping into the bathroom in shock.
Maria stood in the doorway for several moments, as if what she had asked Rys to do hadn’t yet dawned on her. Then she swallowed and stepped backward. He followed her inside.
The bathrooms were suitably palatial. While Rys might be understating the décor of the mansion, he wasn’t skimping on function. Large bathrooms had a utility all of their own.
Each bathroom was tiled from floor to ceiling in marble. Dark tiles on the floor, and soft gray on the walls. While he’d first used mechanical plumbing systems, Vallis had purchased magitech systems from Tarmouth. They were in high demand among nobles in the archipelago, so there were always plenty.
Rys had to admit that instant hot water without using his own magic or a huge central hot water system was impressive. Although he hadn’t gotten used to standing baths—they called them showers, apparently.
This bathroom had a huge square bathtub which blended into the wall tiles. The selection of hair products, soaps, oils, and other cleaning and beauty products along the wall suggested that it saw a lot of use.
“I take it you like the bath,” Rys said as Maria began to fill the tub.
“It’s massive, and the Lilim have a huge selection of skin oils and soaps to try,” Maria said. “I’m surprised you put such large baths in each room. They’re quite extravagant, and you already have such large showers.”
“I spent a lot of time in baths,” Rys said. “Vast complexes—both public and private—were common in the Infernal Empire. Lots of unique designs. Sometimes there’d be a massive chamber with a hundred different tubs, with different tiles, textures, or minerals in the water.”
“That seems amazingly extravagant.”
“It was.” He smiled. “I’ll probably replicate one of the designs eventually. There’s a natural spring nearby, so if I tap that, I can fill a bath complex with a good source of water that I can then keep heated and purified.”
Maria’s eyes widened. “You’re not doing a good job of convincing me to stay in Anceston.”
Rys reached out and ran his hands along her sides. “Oh?”
“Palatial baths. A massive mansion. My own offices. You.” Maria smiled and she gripped Rys’s hands, pulling them toward her chest.
As his hands comfortably rested on her massive breasts, Rys wondered if they’d make it into the bath at this rate. Maria licked her lips.
Then she looked at the door. Her eyes widened.
“Maybe I’ll close that. Then we’ll undress,” she said. She darted over and slammed the bathroom door.
Her confidence dimmed considerably afterward. Rys peeled her dress off and neatly folded it in a corner of the room. Her black underwear followed, leaving Maria completely naked in his presence for the first time.
She stared at him with wide eyes. “Do you want me to help you?”
He waited for her to take the next step herself. Slowly, she stepped over to him and removed his jacket and shirt. She unbuckled his belt, then removed his pants. His erection stood out against his underwear. Maria gulped as she gripped it through the fabric.
“Rys,” she breathed, kneeling down. Her hot breath washed over his crotch.
“Bath first,” he said.
She blinked, then blushed and removed his underwear. Afterward, she tested the temperature of the water, and fiddled with it for a few minutes until she deemed it ready.
Before she could slip inside the bath, Rys picked her up. Maria yelped. Arms closed around his neck, which pressed her tits against his body. They flattened against his chest, and he felt her warmth seep into him.
Rys slipped into the bath with her in his arms. The moment they were in, Maria pulled away, a pout on her face.
“That was mean,” she said. Her tits practically floated on the water.
While he relaxed in the corner, she added soaps and mineral oils to the water. He nudged her occasionally, earning himself increasingly dirty looks. The bathtub could easily hold four or five people, and he wanted her closer to him.
“You’re like a child,” she said, when she rejoined him.
They lay in a corner of the bathtub, her back against his chest. His hands wandered across the front of her body, tickling her belly and chest. She did the same, but her fingers focused on his crotch.
“This is nice,” she said.
“Are you talking about the bath or the fondling?” he asked.
“Both. I could get used to being fondled by you more often,” she said. “And fondling this massive thing more often.”
She let out a heated, shuddering sigh as she pumped his length several times. He hooked a finger against her lips and tilted her head backward. Her tongue lapped at his finger as she stared at up him, her hands flailing behind her as she tried to give him a blind handjob.
Rys flipped her around. He pressed her body against his, which created waves in the water. Foam bubbled against their bodies, covering her nipples. Her belly pressed against his cock as he gripped her ass.
It didn’t take long for Maria to find his length again. She grinned at him.
“I have a question for you,” Rys asked Maria suddenly.
“Does it involve asking me to ride you?” she breathed out. He felt her wetness against his balls and she ground against him.
“Why are you so keen to be mine?” he asked her.
She blinked at him, her glazed eyes turning clearer.
“You came to me to escape the control of others. But now I own you,” he said.
“I have autonomy under you,” she said, but even her own tone was uncertain.
“Because I give it to you.” He paused. “You haven’t been with a man, have you?”
She shook her head.
“Despite that, if I wanted to, I could pick you up right now and take your first time,” he said. “I could bend you over the edge of the bathtub and turn you into a quivering, sopping mess. And you’d love me to do that, wouldn’t you?”
He ran a finger along her jaw line, then brushed her lips with it.
She shuddered. “Please. Rys. I want it. Want you.”
He pulled her against himself and crushed her lips against his in a kiss. His tongue dominated hers as she moaned against him. Her hardened nipples rubbed against his chest.
When he pulled away, he kept one hand on her jaw. She didn’t resist him. “You enjoy this. Being controlled. Although it’s hard to say I’m controlling you, when you’re letting me do it. You’ve asked for this, explicitly, every step of the way. Why?”
“Does it matter?” Maria gasped out. “Rys, I’m aching for you.”
“It does,” he said dispassionately as she started giving him a rough handjob beneath the water. “I need to know that I can trust you. That you won’t regret this. What makes this different to the contract that I freed you from?”
Maria stopped trying to fuck him. She laid against him, her hands wrapped around his length.
“Only you saw me as a person. A woman,” she said. “You asked if the future I wanted was to be viewed as a pair of horns, or a mere womb? That was the problem. It always was. Nobody saw me as Maria. What they saw was part of me.”
“And I was different?” he asked. Not exactly where he had expected this to go.
“You were. The town only saw my horns. My father only saw my potential to save his position. Barul only saw me as a noble above his station, never as a woman or his wife. The elders saw me as a baby maker that would secure them control of Anceston.” Maria smiled bitterly at Rys. “But you saw me as Maria. You used me, as a person. Turned me from some silly little mayor into your little pet duchess.”
“Even though it means I have as much control over you, if not more, than everybody else did?” he confirmed.
“I asked for this. When you grab my horns and slam your cock down my throat, the feeling is indescribable,” she said, ecstasy filling her voice. “And now you’re going to make me yours. You’re going to paint the most important part of me your color, and I’ll be your duchess forever.”
There was no love in Maria’s eyes. Only pure dedication and lust. She knew what she wanted.
What kind of ruler would Rys be if he didn’t reward a loyal subordinate?
He grabbed Maria and lifted her up. She squealed, her legs splashing water everywhere as she pretended to panic. Juices dripped from her crotch as he held her above the water, as she waited in anticipation for her prize.
Rys turned her around.
“Wait, what are you—” she tried to say.
He pressed her against the wall and stood behind her. Her massive tits were crushed against the tiles, spilling out their excess flesh around Maria as Rys held her in place. Gently, he held her face against the wall. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth.
Juices poured down her legs in anticipation of what came next. Maria gasped and moaned, her voice echoing off the bathroom walls.
Rys gripped his cock with his spare hand, then guided himself inside her. The moment he touched her pussy lips, Maria gushed over his length. Her amber eyes locked with his.
“Take me,” she moaned.
His cock slammed into her. He hilted himself inside her without another moment of foreplay. She screamed, but her body was honest. He felt liquid pour over his balls. It dripped into the bath.
“How does it feel to be mine?” he asked as he pressed his whole body against her, crushing her against the wall.
“A-amazing,” she gasped out. “I’ve never felt this full in my life.”
“Wait until I finish,” he whispered into her ear.
She shuddered, then squealed when he began to thrust in and out of her. Her insides clung to him with each pump of his cock. What little resistance he felt from her body vanished within minutes, and he glided in and out of her smoothly.
Maria melted on his cock. He rewarded her with a load of his seed. As he shot it inside of her, he continued slapping his crotch against her ass. Lewd noises filled the bathroom. Their crotches grew sticky from their combined juices.
“You came inside,” she moaned.
“And there’s plenty more to come,” he said. Her eyes widened and grinned ecstatically.
By the time they finished in the bath, he had made good on his word.
Maria was a quivering, sopping mess. And she loved every second of it.
A shame there was a war to plan for. But he enjoyed his first day as king, by enjoying his “pet duchess” as Maria called herself earlier.