The next morning, the Duchess entered Theo's chamber with a warm smile that held a hint of mischief. She knew what had transpired the previous night, the walls of the castle had ears after all, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing her daughters had found such a powerful and virile partner in the hero. "Good morning, Duke Theodore," she greeted him, her voice laden with a knowing tone. "I trust you found your evening... enlightening?"
Theo, still reeling from the night's passionate encounters, couldn't help but blush at the Duchess's knowing smile. He nodded, his voice a little hoarse. "It was... quite an experience," he managed to say, his eyes darting to Beatrice and Arabella, who were both lounging in the bed with him.
The Duchess's smile grew even more naughty. "Indeed it was," she said, her gaze lingering on their tangled limbs. "The bonds you forge in the bedchamber will surely serve Astra well."
Her words hung in the air, a reminder of the prophecy that had brought them all together. Theo knew that she was right. This wasn't just about pleasure; it was about unity and the future of their world.
He pulled the covers up over the two women, his heart swelling with affection. "Thank you, Duchess," he said, his voice sincere. "Your daughter are truly remarkable."
The Duchess chuckled, a knowing glint in her eye. "She is," she said, her voice filled with pride. "And now, they belong to you."
Theo felt a thrill run through him at her words. He had never felt so claimed, so desired. It was a feeling he knew he could get used to.
"And what of you, Duke?" Arabella asked, her voice sleepy but filled with curiosity. "Will you claim me as well?"
Theo looked at her, his gaze filled with passion. "Of course," he said, his voice firm. "You are mine."
Beatrice's eyes sparkled with happiness as she snuggled closer to him. "And I," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I am yours too."
The Duchess nodded, her smile wide. "What about me," she said, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Your harem grows, Add me too."
Theo coughs from the sudden tease.
"Mom!" Beatrice blushed and said that.
"Sorry, Sorry," Duchess said and told Theo to come to the council hall, to meet the noble of Bruch.
Theo, still a bit flustered, nodded and kissed both Beatrice and Arabella gently before getting out of bed and starting to get dressed.
"We'll be waiting for you," Beatrice whispered, a seductive smile playing on her lips.
Theo couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of what the day would bring. He had no doubt that his bond with the two women would only grow stronger, and that together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead for the kingdom of Astra.
As they walked through the castle halls, Theo couldn't help but notice the way the Duchess's eyes lingered on him. Despite her age, she had a body that could make any man's heart race, a perfect MILF that could make any woman in the court green with envy. Her grace and poise were undeniable, and her beauty was timeless.
Theo felt a twinge of desire for her, but he pushed the thought aside. He had enough to think about with his newfound bond with her daughters.
As they entered the council hall, the room fell silent. The nobility of Bruch looked upon him with a mix of awe and respect. The Duchess took her seat beside him, her hand brushing against his leg.
The meeting began, but Theo's mind was elsewhere, still reeling from the erotic encounter with Arabella and Beatrice. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that he had such beautiful, willing partners by his side.
As the discussions went on, he found himself glancing at the Duchess, wondering what it would be like to claim her as well. But he knew that would be a conversation for another day, one that would need to be approached with caution and respect.
For now, he focused on his duties as the Duke of Bruch, ready to face whatever the future held for him and his newfound harem.
As the night wound down and the guests began to bid their farewells, Theo took a moment to speak with the Duchess in the grand hall. The air was thick with the scent of desire, and as he leaned in to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, he couldn't help but let his hand wander to her ample ass. The Duchess didn't flinch or pull away, which only emboldened him further.
As they walked towards the hallway, his grip on her ass grew more confident. Lily noticed their intimate exchange and quickly stepped in, taking the arms of both Arabella and Beatrice. "Master Theo seems quite tired after his long journey," she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Perhaps we should let him get some rest."
Arabella raised an eyebrow but didn't protest, her own desires for Theo still fresh in her mind. Beatrice, ever the innocent, simply nodded in agreement, unaware of the subtle political maneuvering at play.
The Duchess, playing along with the ruse, leaned into Theo's touch. "Indeed," she said, her voice a purr. "There are some... documents... that require your attention before you retire for the evening."
Theo knew exactly what she meant, his heart racing with excitement. "Of course," he murmured, his hand sliding down to caress her thigh.
The group made their way to the Duke's chambers, the tension palpable. Once inside, the Duchess turned to face him, her eyes smoldering with lust. "Alone at last," she murmured, her hand reaching out to trace the line of his jaw.
Theo didn't need any more encouragement. He pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth. He knew that by claiming her, he was not only satisfying his own desires but also securing a powerful alliance for the kingdom.
Their clothes fell away, revealing their naked forms to the flickering candlelight. The Duchess's skin was soft and supple, her curves a testament to her maturity and allure. He couldn't resist the urge to explore her further, his hands roaming her body with a hunger that was insatiable.
With a growl of pure desire, Theo pushed Duchess Ashford onto the grand four-poster bed that dominated the chamber. She let out a gasp of surprise, her legs spreading automatically to receive him. He wasted no time, his mouth immediately descending to capture one of her nipples, suckling it greedily as she arched her back in response.
Her breasts were large and full, the perfect handful, and he couldn't get enough of the sweet taste of her skin. His other hand found its way to her other breast, kneading it gently as he continued to suck.
The Duchess's eyes were closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breath came in ragged gasps as Theo's ministrations grew more intense. He switched to her other breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak, making her moan.
Her hands found his hair, pulling him closer, her hips moving restlessly against the bed. Theo knew she was ready for more. He slid down her body, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach until he reached her wet, waiting pussy.
With a groan, he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving into her warmth. The Duchess's legs tightened around his head, her moans filling the room.
Theo felt his cock throb with need, his own desire for her growing with each passing moment. He knew that claiming her would not only satisfy his hunger but also cement his place in the prophecy and the kingdom of Astra.
He pushed his tongue deeper into her pussy.
With a growl of pure desire, Theo pushed Duchess Ashford onto the grand four-poster bed that dominated the chamber. She let out a gasp of surprise, her legs spreading automatically to receive him. He wasted no time, his mouth immediately descending to capture one of her nipples, suckling it greedily as she arched her back in response.
Her breasts were large and full, the perfect handful, and he couldn't get enough of the sweet taste of her skin. His other hand found its way to her other breast, kneading it gently as he continued to suck.
The Duchess's eyes were closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breath came in ragged gasps as Theo's ministrations grew more intense. He switched to her other breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak, making her moan.
Her hands found his hair, pulling him closer, her hips moving restlessly against the bed. Theo knew she was ready for more. He slid down her body, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach until he reached her wet, waiting pussy.
With a groan, he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving into her warmth. The Duchess's legs tightened around his head, her moans filling the room.
Theo felt his cock throb with need, his own desire for her growing with each passing moment. He knew that claiming her would not only satisfy his hunger but also cement his place in the prophecy and the kingdom of Astra.
He pushed his tongue deeper into her pussy. She was delicious, her juices coating his mouth as he feasted on her. He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body quivering with each stroke.
The Duchess's nails dug into the bedcovers as she climbed higher and higher. Her orgasm washed over her in a wave of pleasure, her body convulsing around his mouth.
Theo didn't stop, his tongue swirling around her clit, drawing out her climax until she was begging for mercy. Only then did he pull back, his eyes meeting hers.
"I am yours," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion. "Take me, Duke Theodore."
Theo didn't need to be told twice. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. With one hand, he guided his cock to her entrance, and with the other, he held onto her hip.
With a single, powerful thrust, he was inside her, their bodies joined in a dance of passion and power. The Duchess wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his back as he fucked her with a ferocity that matched their newfound bond.
Their cries echoed through the chamber, the sound of their love-making a declaration of their union. Theo knew that with each stroke, he was not only claiming her body but her loyalty and the future of Astra itself.
Theo's thrust grew rougher, his passion for Duchess Ashford unbridled. Her moans grew louder, filling the chamber with the sweet music of their love.
"Duchess..." Theo managed to moan, his breath hot against her neck.
Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze. "Call me by my name," she hushed, her voice thick with lust. "Call me Ashford."
Her breasts bounced with every thrust, a tantalizing sight that made him even more desperate to claim her fully. He nodded, his movements growing more erratic as he approached his climax.
"Ashford," he groaned, his hips slamming into hers.
Her nails raked down his back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. "Yes," she encouraged him, her breaths coming in short pants. "Take me, Duke Theodore."
Their bodies moved in a frenzied rhythm, their hearts pounding as one. Theo felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening with the need to release his seed within her.
With a final, powerful thrust, he came, filling her with his hot cum. Ashford's body tightened around him, her own climax crashing over her like a wave.
For a moment, they lay there, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the night. Then, with a knowing smile, the Duchess whispered, "You've claimed me, Duke."
Theo pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He leaned down to kiss her, his love and desire for her clear in every movement. "And I will claim you again," he promised, his voice low and seductive.
Their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. This was just the beginning of their journey together, a journey that would change the very fabric of Astra