King Vladislav, the demon king, lounged on his bed with a wicked smile playing on his lips as he watched Nasteya, his maid, bustling around the room. Her figure was fuller and more voluptuous than it had been before, and Vladislav couldn't help but stare at her curves. His mind wandered to thoughts of what it would be like to have her full breasts, heavy with milk, in his hands.
Nasteya, noticing the king's gaze, rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath about "pervy old demons." But she continued with her work, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of irritation and embarrassment.
Vladislav couldn't help but stare at Nasteya's body, his mind filled with dirty thoughts. He imagined her, her body puffed up with child, her belly round and full. The image made him let out a low, hungry growl.
Nasteya, hearing the growl, turned to him with a raised eyebrow. "Did you just growl at me, your majesty?" she asked, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I'm not one of your demon concubines, you know."
Vladislav, chuckling, replied, "No, my dear Nasteya, but I can't help but appreciate the view. You're looking particularly... ripe today."
Nasteya rolled her eyes again and retorted, "Ripe? Is that your way of saying I'm getting fat, your majesty?"
Vladislav shook his head and replied, "No, my dear, I mean that you're looking more and more like a woman who is ready to bear children. And that is a very attractive sight to me."
Nasteya blushed, muttering something about "creepy old demons" but couldn't help but feel a thrill at the king's words.
Vladislav, seeing her blush, couldn't help but press on. "I can imagine it now, Nasteya. Your body, full of my child, your breasts heavy with milk. And when I take you, your milk will spill out, staining the sheets, and I will lick it off your body, right from your nipples."
Nasteya gasped, turning to him with wide eyes. "Your majesty!" she exclaimed. "You can't say such things!"
Vladislav, grinning, replied, "Oh, but I can, and I will. For you, Nasteya, are not just a maid. You are a woman, and a very desirable one at that."
Nasteya was speechless, her breath coming in short gasps as she stared at the king. Vladislav saw her response and felt a surge of desire.
"Good," he said. "Then it's settled. You will be mine, Nasteya. And I will make you mine in every way possible."
The chapter ends with Vladislav and Nasteya locked in a heated gaze, the tension between them palpable. Nasteya's body responded to the king's words, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She knew that she should be shocked and offended by the king's advances, but she couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her body at the thought of being his.
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