The next morning, Lily woke Theo with a gentle touch and a knowing smile. She had seen the look on his face as he had returned from the Duchess's chamber the night before. She knew what had transpired, and it brought a warmth to her heart.
As she helped him dress for the day, she whispered sweet nothings in his ear, her hands lingering on his body in a way that was both comforting and arousing.
Once dressed, they made their way to the duke's office for the morning's duties. Upon entering, they found the Duchess already waiting for them, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous twinkle.
"Good morning, Duke Theodore," she purred, standing from her chair with a grace that belied the passionate night they had shared.
Theo couldn't help but smack her ass playfully as he took his seat. "Where do I need to sign?" he asked, his voice filled with the confidence of a man who knew he had claimed a powerful ally.
Arabella and Beatrice watched the exchange with wide eyes, their cheeks flushing at the brazen display of affection. The Duchess's smile grew even more playful as she handed him the documents.
"Here," she said, pointing to the line at the bottom of the parchment. "But don't worry, I'll help you with the rest."
Theo chuckled, his hand sliding up her thigh as he leaned in to sign his name. The tension in the room was palpable, the scent of desire heavy in the air.
The Duchess's playfulness was not lost on the two princesses, who exchanged a knowing glance. They knew that their mother had claimed Theo for herself as well, adding another layer of complexity to the already tangled web of relationships.
Duchess Ashford leaned in close to Theo, her ample bosom pressing against his arm as she whispered seductively, "Duke Theodore, the choice is yours to make. Will it be me, the experienced woman of the court, who knows how to satisfy a your every desire, or my sweet daughter Beatrice, whose innocence and beauty could bring a new dimension to your harem?" Her mischievous smile grew wider, the candlelight dancing in her eyes.
Theo looked from the Duchess to Beatrice, his gaze lingering on the young princess's flushed cheeks and her heaving chest. He felt his cock twitch at the thought of having them both, their bodies entwined in passion.
"Duchess," he said, his voice a low rumble of desire. "You both have your allure. I wouldn't want to deny myself the pleasure of either of you."
The Duchess's smile turned sly as she slid her hand up his thigh, her fingernails lightly scraping his skin. "Very well," she said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Let us show you what we can offer."
With a grace that belied her age, she turned to her daughter, pulling her into a deep, lingering kiss. Beatrice's eyes widened in surprise before closing in pleasure, her body melting into her mother's embrace.
Theo watched, his breath catching in his throat. The sight of the two women kissing was more erotic than he could have ever imagined.
As their kiss broke, Duchess Ashford looked at him, a challenge in her eyes. "Now," she said, her voice a low purr. "Choose."
Theo's eyes darted between the two, his heart racing. He knew that no matter who he chose, he would not be disappointed. But the thought of both of them...
Without a second thought, he reached out and claimed Duchess Ashford's hand, pulling her closer. "I choose both.
The Duchess's eyes lit up with pleasure, and she leaned in to kiss him deeply. The three of them stood there, their bodies intertwined, the air thick with anticipation for the nights to come.
In the dimly lit chamber, Beatrice and Arabella couldn't resist the urge to join the passionate embrace. Their hands found Theo's shoulders, pulling him into a deep three-way kiss, tongues dancing together in a sensual symphony of desire. The Duchess's hand slid into Theo's pants, gripping his hardening cock, while Beatrice took his hand and guided it to her firm breast, her nipple already erect and begging for his touch.
Their kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling as they explored each other's mouths. Arabella's hand slipped down to cup his balls, her thumb stroking them gently as she moaned into the kiss.
Lily and Ely watched from the shadows, their eyes full of desire, but they remained steadfast in their roles as servants, knowing when to give space to their master's newfound harem.
Theo felt himself being torn in three different directions, each woman's touch a siren's call to his body. He kissed Beatrice more deeply, his hand kneading her breast as she arched into his touch. Meanwhile, Duchess Ashford's skilled hand worked his shaft, her grip firm and steady.
The scene was erotic beyond his wildest dreams, a trio of beautiful, powerful women eager to serve and pleasure him. As the kisses grew more heated, their hands roamed over his body, leaving trails of fire wherever they touched.
Theo knew that his decision to claim all three of them would have profound implications for Astra, but in that moment, all he could think about was the sweet release that awaited him in their arms.
Duchess Ashford knelt before Theo, her eyes never leaving his as she pulled down his pants, revealing his swollen member. She took it into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip as she licked away the precum that had formed there. Beatrice watched, her own arousal growing as she saw the pleasure on Theo's face.
Theo's hand found its way into the Duchess's hair, guiding her movements as she took him deeper. Her mouth was hot and wet, her tongue skilled as it danced along the length of his cock. He threw his head back, a moan escaping his lips as he felt his orgasm approaching.
Beatrice's stepped forward, her own desire clear in her eyes. She took his face in her hands and kissed him again, her tongue exploring his mouth as her mother worked her magic below.
The room was filled with the sound of wet kisses and Theo's increasingly desperate moans. He felt himself on the edge, his entire body tense with the need to come.
Beatrice, unable to bear watching any longer, reached down and began to play with her own clit, her hips rocking gently as she watched her mother pleasure Theo. Her own need grew with each passing moment, and she knew that soon she would be unable to resist joining them.
The Duchess looked up at him, her eyes full of lust. With a final, deep suck, she pulled away, her mouth glistening with his juices. "I am ready for you, Duke Theodore," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.
Theo's hand was trembling as he reached out to touch her face. "Then let us not waste another moment," he said, his voice hoarse with need.
With a groan of pleasure, Theo pulled his cock from the Duchess's mouth and stepped back, his cum arcing through the air to land on the faces and breasts of the three beautiful women before him. They all gasped in unison, the warm, sticky liquid a symbol of his claim over them.
Ashford licked her lips, tasting him on her tongue, while Beatrice and Arabella blushed but didn't flinch away from the sudden shower. The intimacy of the moment had reached a fever pitch, and they knew that there was no turning back now.
Theo felt a surge of power as he looked at the three of them, their bodies trembling with desire. He knew that this bond was not just physical but one of loyalty and love, forged in the fires of passion and destined to last.
"You are all mine," he whispered, his voice full of possessiveness and adoration. "And together."
The Duchess, Arabella, and Beatrice all nodded, their eyes shining with excitement. They knew that the prophecy had led them to this moment, and they were ready to embrace their roles in it.
Their bodies entwined, they sank down onto the bed, their limbs tangling as they kissed and touched each other, their passion setting the stage for a night of unbridled pleasure and unforgettable moments.
The air was electric with lust as they began to explore each other's bodies, the promise of a new era in Astra's history written in the language of love and desire. Theo's cock was still hard, eager to plunge into the warmth of their welcoming pussies.
Their whispers of pleasure grew louder as their hands roamed and their kisses grew deeper. The night was long and full of surprises, but one thing was certain - their bond was unbreakable, and the future of Astra had never looked so bright.