The Cursed Prince

Mars pulled Emmelyn's head again with his left hand and kissed her lips tenderly, slipping his tongue between Emmelyn's lips and twisting her tongue.

His right hand went down to Emmelyn's butt and supported her as he began to move his hips up and down and plowed her from below.

"Ahh .. ahh .. ahh .." The sensation she felt from Mars's rockhard manhood pumping her in a regular motion from that position was completely unbearable and Emmelyn moaned non-stop.

Her sexy moans made Mars aroused even more and he pumped more vigorously. His movements became faster and faster, and soon Emmelyn reached her first peak.

The girl's body immediately fell limp on Mars's shoulder, while the man hugged her waist and slowed down. He could feel his penis being squeezed by her core as it throbbed uncontrollably.

"Are you tired?" he whispered into Emmelyn's ear in his sexy husky voice.

Emmelyn nodded weakly. She was drained by the training she did all day with the soldiers. Now, after only one round of sex, she already felt like jello.

Mars cleared his throat. "Okay .. then I will finish this quickly. We just need to do our duty for the night."

He then pushed Emmelyn's body up and pulled his penis out of her. He also must get his release immediately so they could go to sleep.

Mars grabbed Emmelyn's body and positioned her to stand up, then turned her around and pushed her gently to bend down a little. Her hands rested on the edges of the tub.

Oh.. her back looked so sexy from this angle, thought Mars. Her pussy looked so beautiful in between her round buttocks. The man licked his lips. He wanted to go down on her from that position and tasted her love juice.

However, he didn't let his mind linger. He should keep that thought for another time. Now, he must quickly sow his seeds so they could sleep.

Mars positioned his hardness in front of Emmelyn's secret entrance and slowly pushed his way in.

"Ahh…" Emmelyn who was still engulfed in the euphoria of her first orgasm let out a long moan as Mars's penis entered her wet honeypot and immediately started pumping.

He plowed her rapidly and deeply, and in no time, they were both sent to seventh heaven.

"Ahhh…" Mars closed his eyes and squeezed Emmelyn's breasts as he felt his coming release. His body trembled violently and then went still.

Emmelyn arched her back and gripped the edges of the bathtub firmly as she chased him in time and also got her release.

She could feel her core was filled with a thick warm liquid that seeped out between her thighs when the prince finally pulled out his manhood.

They both staggered together, back into the bathtub, and closed their eyes.?Emmelyn's body was on Mars's lap.

They enjoyed the afterglow for a while. Mars hugged Emmelyn's waist tightly from behind, while the girl leaned on his chest, panting.

When finally they got over it, the two of them said nothing, as they stepped out of the tub and dried their bodies.

"Let's sleep," said Mars, pulling Emmelyn's body to the bed.

Emmelyn did not argue as usual. She felt exhausted after training all day and two rounds of sex just now. She badly wanted to sleep.

Mars and Emmelyn didn't bother to put on clothes. They climbed onto the bed and lay down with the blanket pulled up all the way to their chests.

Mars pulled Emmelyn into his embrace, and soon, the touch of their skin transmitted their respective body heat to each other.

It felt so warm and cozy to snuggle like this, even though the autumn night outside the chamber was quite chilly.

"Em… please don't sleep carelessly like that again," Mars whispered as he pulled Emmelyn's head to his chest and stroked the girl's hair, which was still slightly damp. "What if the servants saw you naked in the bath when they want to clean the room in the morning? I would have to chop their heads if that happened."

Emmelyn opened one eye and looked up at Mars's face above her head. The man's eyes were closed.

"Iishh... You're too much," said Emmelyn in a sleepy voice. "No need to chop anyone's head. I won't do it again."

"I have found you sleeping in the bath twice already. Tsk tsk ... How did you survive on the road or in the forest when you fall asleep so easily and sleep like a log each time? Don't you have any care in the world?"

"My survival instincts are very strong, okay ..." argued Emmelyn. Now, she opened both eyes. "I will definitely wake up immediately if there is any danger. I only sleep like a log when I feel safe."

Mars opened his eyes and stared closely at those beautiful blue eyes. Various thoughts raced through his mind.

"So… you feel safe around me?" the man finally asked in a voice that sounded very pleased. "Is that why you always sleep so easily?"

Emmelyn didn't answer. She closed her eyes and tucked her head into the man's chest, and continued sleeping.

Why would she answer that question? Hmmph!

Her answer would only make him big-headed. So, she decided to just sleep and let him make his own conclusion.

Mars didn't force Emmelyn to reply to his question. He already knew the answer, even though the girl didn't say anything.

Ahhhh .. he knew it!

Emmelyn did feel safe with him. That was why she lowered her guard and was able to sleep peacefully and comfortably whenever she was around him.

It must be psychological, he thought.

When he thought about it, ever since he was with Emmelyn, he also no longer took the sleeping potion from Doctor Vitas.

Having Emmelyn in his arms every night made him feel very comfortable and relaxed enough so that he could enjoy uninterrupted sleep until morning.

Ah ... maybe it was true what people say. Some things couldn't be valued in money. Peace of mind was one of them. The prince now felt that his life with Emmelyn was enough.

Once they have children, and he could convince Emmelyn to stay, their life together would be perfect.

The thought was so beautiful. Thinking about it before he closed his eyes brought him a really sweet dream when he slept, something that almost never happened in his adult life.

The man slept very soundly that night, and for the first time, he woke up after the sun was already high in the sky.

That day, Prince Mars Strongmoor was genuinely happy.

The witch was wrong.