There, on a wide, low dias, is the throne. Tall and ornate, a silver chair studded with magic gems that store extra mana to fuel powerful rituals, and...reinforced with a powerful binding curse that connects the minds and powers of all the dark beasts of this realm together with the ruler's, this was a seat made to be bowed to in the most literal of intents.You almost plop down without any second thought, but a flashback to the ordeal you just finished observing stills you.You are a demon of. Once I was finished I quickly pull my tank top and shorts back on. I walk downstairs to meet the smell of bacon. I smile as I see Kayla in the kitchen. She was dancing and had on only panties and her button up pajama shirt, with a few of the top buttons undone showing the tops of her gorgeous breasts. Yeah, that's my girl. She's been doing this since day one. Couldn't have asked for it any other way. I take off my shorts and toss it on the steps, matching her outfit except for the shirt. I. “You’re the princess.”“When I said I loved you, you were a frog. I must have meant it, because while I know little of sorcery, I don’t think the spell would have been broken if I hadn’t meant it, deep in my heart.”“I don’t know what that means,” he sighed.“Nor do I at the present,” she said. “But I will think on it, I vouchsafe you that, Galen.”“I should go,” he said. “My mother will wonder why I disappeared and has probably been searching for me.”“You can’t go home,” said the princess,. It felt so big and hard, she got worried how it will go inside her. Ashir brought her towards the bed and made her lie down. He quickly removed his shirt and lied next to her. Room was lit with just a dim bulb, making it look very erotic with music playing in the background. Ashir, felt the warmth of her body against him and kissed her again. His lips moved towards her neck with hands also exploring her breast. He lightly touched her right breast, feeling it with his hand then pressed it. It.