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King of Lust

You wake up, in a lonely bed, at about midnight. Your father, King Elba, has stolen all the eligible women, yet again. Of course, it did seem like your mother, the beautiful Queen Laena , was interested in you, but Father made sure no woman would ever be in bed with you.

The only woman you’ve ever been with was Rayne, the gorgeous elf who taught you the basics of sex, before being dragged away by orcs later in the night, a result of one of your father’s false promises. Of course, he punished you for Rayne’s loss.

He always preferred your little sister, much to you and your older sister’s complaints. Of course, that favoritism has kept Angel, your little sister in Father’s bed, while Clara, your elder sister, hurried off to flee your father’s lusty rule. You and Mom have spent more time together since Clara’s absence. It’s been wonderful, being the man she turns to, because Father is always too preoccupied pounding Angel.

In fact, you could hear your little sister screams. Almost on cue, the door opens. It’s your beautiful mother, looking exhausted.

Being an elf, your mother looked in her twenties, though she was biologically 46, and had birthed three children, the eldest being 26 years old. She smiles sleepily at you, and slips under the covers. She snuggles against your chest.

“Couldn’t sleep?” you murmur tiredly.

“Not with Elba and Angel going at it.” Mom sighs and you wrap an arm around her curvy body.

“Laena! By the seven hells, what betrayal is this?” your father screams at your mother, rousing you from your sleep.

“It’s not a betrayal, Elba. I couldn’t sleep in your room, what with you and Angel’s fun. I didn’t want to interrupt. I’m sorry, baby.” Mom sighs sadly. It hurt you to have to see your mother submit to a cruel, horny man such as your father. Father grabs Mom and pulls her from your room, and you hear the unmistakable slap as your father begins to spank your mother with a beam of wood, with all the mighty strength he possessed.

Mom often came to you in tears after her spankings, and you would hold and comfort her. It would honestly be no big surprise if she did favor you over Father. You step out into the hallway, to see your beautiful mother in tears, bent over a table being beaten by your father by a plank of wood.

“Hey, big brother. Enjoying that bitch’s punishment?” Angel cackles, coming up beside you. You tense, and turn, shoving past Angel. You glance back at her.

“Get your eyes off of my angel!” Father screams, in a violent state of rage. You turn from Angel’s unimpressive B cups and small ass and start thinking of your mother, with her DDs and bouncy bubble butt.

“Prince Jakob.” a sultry voice gasps pleasurably as you walk down the hallway. You look at the source of the voice, to see Lilith, the castle sorcerer.

Lilith was part demon, but was incredibly sexy. It’s a damn shame that Father made her seal a vow of purity, but when you became king, you would rip that vow in half and bed her the first night you can.

“Lilith.” you say, trying to keep her attention off the noticeable bulge in your pants.

“So. I notice your mother is being punished again.” Lilith murmurs, “If only you knew someone who could put an end to your father’s tyranny.”.

“Like a demonic castle sorcerer?” you tease, and Lilith mocks surprise.

“Why, yes.” Lilith coos, and pulls out a bubbling bottle of clear liquid.

“Dragonsbane. Harmful to dragons, lethal to humans. And completely undetectable, and slow acting, so no poison testers will die and end the ruse.” Lilith purrs.

“Poison my own father?” you say, secretly thrilled. Your father was a bastard who captured an elf merely for what her genetics could do to his offspring.

“Of course, baby.” Lilith says in a husky voice, and you nod, and accept the dragonsbane.

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SEVEN HOURS LATER...

“Tell the kingdom that the Strong King Elba is dead.” the coroner says, and you and the guards bow your heads in respect. If only they knew you were the dreaded assassin!

“Prince Jakob. You shall be named King tomorrow.” your father’s adviser says.

“Thank you, Fallon.” you nod, and the advisor leaves you alone with the coroner.

“You poisoned him, didn’t you?” the coroner says.

“Why the hell would I kill my own father?” you say angrily.

“My apologies, High Prince.” the coroner says, referencing your new rank. A sort of in-between stage of prince and king.

“No offense taken. But I would like to know who killed my father.” you say, and inwardly smile as the coroner nods. You step out into the hall. Angel looks devastated, and you sit beside her. Mom was still in the infirmary, but you decided to extend mercy, and wrap your arms around Angel. Your little sister responds warmly, hugging you tight.

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