When the maid left my room, I was still aching and hard. I had to take huge breaths and filled my head with thoughts of Arielle to reduce the unexplainable urge in my groin, but it wasn't as effective as I had thought.

I only become hornier.

The image of the maid's breasts flashed in my mind again, and I groaned. Damn.

How I wished I had squeezed her breasts and savored their softness before I had slapped each of them. But the submission on her face had been overwhelming, and I couldn't control the urge to dominate her and use her for what she exactly was.

I could have fucked her over and over again, but the thought that Arielle could still be found was heavy in my chest. She was the one I wanted more than all the maids.

She was among the last set of maid consort that was taken in by my mother, but she was the only one that had ever spent more than a night with me. After the night she was sent to me, and I had roughly taken her virginity. I had requested for my mother to only bring her to my chambers instead of bringing in any other maid consorts.

Luckily, the Queen hadn't seen anything wrong with my request and had sent away the remaining ones. I had been relieved and excited to finally have just one woman who I wanted and cared for, instead of multiple women who were brought as breeding machines.

"I finally have you to myself, my prince." Arielle had smiled at me, while I gently stroked inside her.

"Hm."

She had her hands around my neck, and her legs wrapped around me. "Having you alone with me makes me feel wanted and cherished, my prince." Her luscious voice rang in my ears as I felt her pussy walls tighten around me.

I cursed under my breath when her inside squeezed my dick, and brought me over the edge. "If you continue talking so dirty, I might spill inside you." My voice was ragged with desire.

She pulled my head down to her and locked her lips with mine, then swirled her tongue around my lower lip before shoving it in my mouth.

I took over immediately and swallowed her tongue, taking her into my mouth as I plunged deeper inside her.

"Ahh..." I groaned when I felt a sudden wave of sensation wash through my veins to the tip of my dick. "I'm gonna cum." I yelled out stroking faster and harder than before. I knew she doesn't like it when I go rougher but I couldn't help. That was what my body was craving at the moment. Fast and deep strokes, that was how I wanted to fuck her.

I was surprised when she arched her back and inched closer to me even instead of asking me to be gentle.

"Cum inside me, my prince. Let me carry your child, let's conceive a little prince together." She urged, her nails digging into my skin.

"Prince Alaric." I heard a familiar voice interrupt my thought of Arielle, and I turned around to see her distant cousin, Cory, and my right-hand man, Tristan walking toward me.

"When did you arrive? Did you find Arielle?" I asked anxiously.

"Yes, Your Highness. We have found her. She missed you so much." Cory answered, and I felt a huge weight lift from my shoulders.

"Good good, yes. Thank you. Where is she?" I looked behind them to see if she would also be coming in but I was disappointed to see them shock their heads.

"We couldn't bring her to the palace, Your Highness. Even though the Queen had told everyone that she had banished her, she had actually sent assassins after her. If she hadn't been saved by a good samaritan, I'm afraid you would have lost her forever." Cory revealed, but I didn't dare believe him until I turned to Tristan, and he nodded in confirmation.

Mother... Royal mother, why? Why did you have to be so wicked to her? Yes, Arielle couldn't give me a child, but she had brought light to my darkened heart.

Why couldn't you just spare her? Why did you have to send assassins after her to kill her when you had already separated us?

"I see the Queen has started another consort selection?" Cory muttered, and I nodded.

"I was expecting it. Her only priority is power." Since she couldn't have that with me being an only child, she had shifted to this strategy ever since I could fuck. Barely old enough.

"How many of them this time?" I asked Tristan.

"I heard they're about a dozen."

I scoffed and Cory chuckled. "They must have thought they could take Arielle's position in your heart."

I frowned upon hearing his words. I want to swear that no one can take Arielle's position in my heart, but the image of the maid's damp panties flashed in my mind, and I stiffened.

"Let go and bring her back," I said to them before grabbing a cloak from the hanger.

When I pushed my door open, I was surprised to see the maid still kneeling in front of my door.

"Master..." she called out in her tiny voice.

"You are still here?" I asked, only to see her huge blue eyes fall on my body as she nodded.

"I can't leave, master. I have to pleasure you tonight."

I noticed her sumptuous lips for the first time before her eyes on her robe that I had torn earlier. Her huge breasts were now covered, hidden from my eyes.

I was staring at her when I saw her looking behind me. I followed her glance only to see that she was looking at Cory.

I felt a strong emotion that I had no explanation of swept through me and I gritted my teeth. Instead of letting my anger have the best of me, I smirked at her and said. ""When I bring Arielle back, I will have them fuck you. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"

She turned her eyes away instantly.

I waited a bit for her response because her submissive face was clutching my heart, but she didn't raise her head, nor reply to me.

The anger in me fueled the more I looked at her. If she hadn't been executed by my mother before I came with Arielle, I will make sure to have her tied up and gang-banged.

I would like to see how submissive she could be.