The Third Prince Of Darkness

Undoubtedly, there are many anomalies in this new world, the greatest of which is magic power. But beyond that, there are also many things different from my old world. For example, my mother Luciana's hair color or Isabella's eye color. Of course, in my old world, people with white hair were either elderly or suffering from some kind of genetic disorder, but Luciana didn't fit into either category.

The only explanation I could think of was that these anomalies were either an evolutionary reality unique to this world or a result of the Kaizer power. But now, aside from eye and hair color, there was another anomaly: Isabella's lips.

As a child, I asked Isabella many times where she got such a long-lasting and fine lipstick, or at least where she obtained the paint she put on her lips. But Isabella always laughed and said her lips were completely natural. And now, I was sure her crimson lips were indeed natural, but even more surprising was the incredible pleasure I felt as I continued kissing them.

Both Isabella's intoxicating scent and the taste of her magnificent lips had completely destroyed the last shred of willpower I had left to control myself.

If someone were to look at us from the outside right now, they would see me clinging to Isabella's lips like an animal, as if I had forced her into the kiss. But fortunately, Isabella, after her initial shock, responded to the kiss with her own tongue, making such a thing impossible. We were sharing a kiss with equal passion.

As time passed, I realized I was becoming more aggressive and tried to restrain myself because, at this rate, I might hurt Isabella. But the aroma of her lips was driving me wild, making it impossible to stop myself.

My hands roamed uncontrollably across Isabella's back. But in the end, we had both become so lost in the moment that we ran out of breath, and when our lips finally parted, we could breathe again. I noticed Isabella's breathless state and the desire evident in her misty eyes.

"That was my first kiss..."Isabella said in a soft voice.

At that moment, a wave of shock washed over me. She had been married to Richard for over twenty years, but this was her first kiss? This was truly incredible. Richard had indeed used her like a broodmare and, after becoming king, had hardly visited her bed at all. Of course, Fiona's influence over Richard played a role here, and over time, Isabella had grown to hate Richard as well.

But still, I silently cursed Richard him and... also thanked him . I was amazed once again at how big a fool he was to leave such a beautiful woman alone, but now that worked in my favor. Because right now, I wanted to make Isabella mine in every sense of the word.

However, I didn't want to put her in a difficult position, and to prevent her from hating me later, I gently grabbed her arms and made her look at me. "Isabella…" Even as her crimson eyes looked at me, I could feel my penis hardening even more, but I gathered all my strength to speak. "You have no idea how much I desire you right now, but if we continue, I'm afraid you'll regret it.

And honestly, I can't say that I want a woman who belongs, or might still belong, to another man. So you have to decide now. If you want to be with me, you must completely forget Richard and be ready to belong entirely to me."I said, watching her crimson eyes sparkle with my words.

But when I heard Isabella giggle the next second, I was quite surprised.

"…I've never belonged to any man, but after tonight, I might as well be loyal to you. Now shut up and continue, ...please." Isabella said in the sexiest voice I'd ever heard in my life, or perhaps it felt that way due to the heat of the moment.

But now, none of that mattered. As I started kissing Isabella's lips passionately again, my hands roamed her body with the same aggression. I pulled the strings off her dress and began stripping it off her body. However, Isabella stopped me halfway.

"Let's move to the bed first..." she whispered.

Just as she was about to get up from my lap, I grabbed her tightly by the waist, then lowered my hands to her hips and lifted her, causing her to squeal.

"What are you doin—' Before she could finish her sentence, I pulled her into another passionate kiss?

With Isabella's body in my arms, I stood up and immediately headed for the corner door. Since this was Isabella's queen's palace, the largest room belonged to her, and there were many rooms connected to her bedroom, one of which was the study we were currently in. Given the size of the queen's palace, this kind of architecture was quite normal.

While kissing Isabella's intoxicating lips, we made our way to her bedroom.

Although I wanted to lay her down on the bed as gently as possible, the animalistic instinct driving my brain no longer allowed me to be gentle. As I started ripping her clothes off, I noticed that Isabella suddenly seemed more embarrassed, and when I glanced down at her chest, I was greeted by an unexpected sight. Thick ropes were tightly wrapped around her chest, binding her breasts.

My hand reached behind her to remove the ropes wrapped around her chest like bandages. Unintentionally, I began to fear what I might see next. After all, she could have deep scars on her chest, but when I saw that Isabella's face was merely blushing, and she turned her head away, I didn't understand why she had suddenly embarrassed so much.

Until the next moment... When I untied the ropes tightly wrapped around her chest, my brain's neurons reacted more strongly than ever to seeing the two largest mountains it had ever witnessed on a human body. As far as I remembered, Isabella's breasts were above average—maybe not as big as my mother's, but certainly large enough. But now? What was this sight in front of me?

The most intriguing part came when I realized that Isabella had tightly bound her chest with those ropes to make her breasts appear smaller. After all, trying to reduce such large and beautiful breasts must be punishable by the gods! Damn it! Even when my two hands reached for one breast and grabbed it tightly, I still couldn't cover all of it with both hands!

And to remind you, I stood at about 195 cm tall, and even for my height, my hands were still large.

"Isabella... Why are you wearing these?"I couldn't help but ask.

Isabella answered after a few deep breaths. "... I'll explain later... but for now, please just continue"she said.

I cast aside the question of why Isabella wanted to make her breasts look smaller and wasted no time burying myself in my new favorite breasts. While one hand kneaded her other, empty breast, the other snaked its way down to her hidden garden. When my hand touched Isabella's vagina, even through the panties she wore, my fingers were already soaked.

Well, this perfect milf probably hadn't had sex in decades, and honestly, I was more than happy to fulfill this need of hers tonight.

But I was reaching my limit, and the only thing I wanted at that moment was to enter Isabella. However, I was determined to make this a night she would never forget. So, while one hand remained trapped in her soft, large breast, I began kissing my way down toward Isabella's belly. I kissed every inch of her body all the way down to her vagina.

When I looked up at her face, I saw that she had already pulled the blanket over her head, covering her face in embarrassment. But the next second, my gaze stopped at her vagina, and I swallowed hard, feeling my throat go dry.

Her vagina was beautiful and pink, but the most surprising part was its swollen appearance. It was like a nectar-filled reservoir, overflowing with sweetness. And indeed, the nectar was already flowing continuously. As soon as my mouth touched her vagina, Isabella flinched and threw the blanket off her head, staring at me in shock.

"Ethan, please stop! This is so embarrassing..."she said with teary eyes.

But of course, I paid no attention to her pleading and continued drinking her delicious nectar as if I were a man lost in the desert, dying of thirst.

'Fuck, this is... really hot,' I thought to myself.

"Please stop, I feel so strange... Stop!" she begged, but naturally, I didn't listen. I slid a finger into her vagina, gently nibbled on her clitoris, and began to suck on it.

Her entire body was trembling, and her screams grew louder with each second. Her eyes were starting to glaze over, and I could tell she was close to climaxing, but I was still surprised by how quickly she reached this point. After drinking every bit of her sweet nectar without wasting a drop and noticing that her convulsions had finally calmed down, I straightened up and looked at Isabella.

Without a doubt, it was probably one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen in both my lives.

"Now it's time to begin the real thing..." I said as a wild grin spread across my face.