CHAPTER 144: THE QUEEN PLAYS WITH HERSELF.

Meanwhile, on a different part of the continent, a grand army was moving.

This army consisted of warriors, mages, and soldiers. This was an army of a new world that was opened due to the portal.

The head of this army was a man named Brook, a ruthless and cunning leader who saw the opportunity to conquer this new land and was taking it with both hands.

He stood on a hill overlooking the vast encampment, his dark eyes scanning the sea of tents and banners spread out before him.

"Sir," a voice behind him said, "We have received reports that the kingdom of Alvenhold is in disarray. Their army is weak, their treasury is somewhat good. It would be the perfect time to strike them and start our base in this world."

Sir Brook nodded, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"Yes, it would indeed. Prepare our forces. We march at dawn."

The soldier bowed and hurried away, eager to carry out his commander’s orders.

Sir Brook turned his gaze back to the army below, his heart swelling with ambition and hunger for conquest, this new world was perfect to conquer. Hehe... Too many beauty.

Alvenhold would fall, and he would be the one to bring it to its knees.

Their world wasn’t full of magic but something called conduct. They would have a supernatural ability to control a single element and he could control metal.

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Back at the castle, Queen Ellaria was pacing her chamber.

It had been hours since she’d returned from the Adventurer’s Guild, but sleep had got out of her body.

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw that man, Alan, his powerful form dominating her every waking thought.

And his cock. How can she forget that?

The way he had moved, the confidence in his stride, the raw power that seemed to emanate from him.

But more than that, it was the way he had looked at Serene, with a possessiveness that bordered on primal.

As if he owned her, body and soul.

Ellaria shivered at the memory, a traitorous heat pooling low in her belly.

What would it be like, she wondered, to be looked at that way? To be wanted with such intensity?

To be taken with such abandon?

Her husband, the king, had never looked at her like that.

Their marriage had been one of political convenience, nothing more.

But Alan...

She shook her head, trying to clear the inappropriate thoughts.

This was no time for such foolishness.

Her kingdom was on the brink of war, on the verge of being overrun by an enemy they had no hope of defeating in a fair fight.

Plus even the people of other worlds are thinking about their land. Of course, it is unknown to her.

And yet, here she was, fantasizing about some mysterious adventurer like a schoolgirl.

But try as she might, she couldn’t banish the image of Alan’s strong hands, his powerful thighs, his...

Ellaria groaned in frustration, pressing her fists against her closed eyes.

Stop it, she chided herself.

This is ridiculous. You’re a queen, for goodness’ sake! You have responsibilities, people depending on you.

Focus!

But even as she scolded herself, her traitorous mind conjured up more images, more fantasies.

Alan’s mouth on hers, hot and demanding. His hands roaming her body, touching her in places no man had ever dared. Squeezing her buttcheeks, her breast...

His cock, thick and hard, driving into her again and again until she screamed his name.

"Ahhh~"

Ellaria moaned softly, her own hands moving to touch herself through the thin silk of her nightgown.

She was wet, so wet, her body betraying her even as her mind tried to maintain some semblance of control.

"Alan," she whispered his name like a prayer, her fingers slipping beneath her undergarments to find her aching clit.

"Nnn..."

She circled the sensitive bud, her breath hitching as pleasure jolted through her.

Yes, she thought, arching her back as she quickened her motions.

More.

In her mind’s eye, it was Alan’s fingers on her, Alan’s cock teasing at her entrance.

She imagined him looming over her, his piercing eyes burning with desire as he spread her legs wide.

"Please," she begged aloud, her free hand tugging at her nipple through the silk of her nightgown.

"Beg me," Alan’s voice growled in her fantasy.

"Please, Alan!" Ellaria cried out, her fingers moving furiously now.

"I’ll beg, I’ll do anything. Just fuck me, please!"

"And who do you belong to?" The imaginary Alan demanded, the head of his thick cock just barely pressing into her soaking wet pussy.

"You," Ellaria gasped, her body trembling on the edge of release.

"I belong to you. Only you, Alan. Please, fuck me!"

With a strangled cry, Ellaria came, her fingers slick with her own juices as waves of pleasure washed over her.

She rode out her orgasm, her body shaking with the force of it.

As the tremors subsided, she lay there panting, her nightgown askew, her hair spread wildly across her pillow.

What had she just done?

Embarrassment washed over her, followed quickly by shame.

How could she have lost control like that? Over some man she barely knew?

It was... unseemly. Unbecoming of a queen.

But even as she berated herself, Ellaria couldn’t shake the feeling that she had never felt more alive.

That for the first time in years, she had felt something other than the cold, calculating pragmatism that had defined her rule.

And she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing, or a very, very bad one.

Because if Alan could make her feel like this with just a glance, just a memory, what would happen if he were here, in the flesh?

What would he do to her? To her kingdom?

And more importantly... what would she let him do?

* *

Meanwhile, Alan was busy with Serene’s pussy.

"Oooooh, Master! Yes, yes, YES!" Serene cried out, her head thrown back in absolute ecstasy.

Shak! Shak! Shak!

He fucked her senseless... Her vision was completely blank and her mind only holding to the sensation in her pussy.

She came, came, came, and came again.

"Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh...."

"Haah* Haah* Haah* Haah*.... Ngnnnnhhhhh!"

"36 times... Your slutty pussy came 36 times."

"Yess... Haaah* Haah* masterrrr.... Make me cum more.... Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh.... Make me cum at least 100 times ahhhh~ ahhh~ ahhh~ mmmm"