King Vladislav, the demon king, lounged on his opulent bed, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he watched Nastey, his maid, bustling around the room. Her ample figure was on full display, and Vladislav couldn't help but admire her curves.
Nastey, noticing the king's gaze, rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath about "pervy old demons." Vladislav chuckled at her playful insult, his eyes never leaving her body.
"You know, Nastey, your figure is simply perfect for...breeding," Vladislav said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
Nastey stopped in her tracks, her hands on her hips. "Breeding, huh? And who would be the lucky father? You?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.
Vladislav nodded, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Indeed. And just think, your breasts will be full of milk...and when I fuck you, it will spill all over the bed. I can't wait to lick it off your nipples," he said, reaching out to touch her.
Nastey swatted his hand away, a smile playing on her lips. "You're disgusting, Vlad. But I have to admit, the thought of you trying to handle my...milk...is kind of funny," she said, a playful insult.
Vladislav grinned, his eyes twinkling. "Oh, I can handle it, Nastey. And I can't wait to see how your body changes as you carry my child. It will be...exquisite," he said, his voice dripping with desire.
Nastey rolled her eyes again, but couldn't help the blush that crept up her cheeks. "You're such a charmer, Vlad. But I'm not so sure I'm ready to be a mother just yet," she said, trying to sound firm.
Vladislav chuckled, sitting up on the bed. "Oh, Nastey, you will be. And I will be there every step of the way, watching your body bloom with my child," he said, his voice full of longing.
Nastey couldn't help but feel a thrill at his words, despite her reservations. She turned away, trying to hide her blush. "I'll have to think about it, Vlad. But for now, I have work to do," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Vladislav nodded, lying back down on the bed. "Take your time, Nastey. But know that I will be waiting," he said, his eyes heavy with desire.
Nastey left the room, her heart racing at the thought of what the future may hold. But she couldn't help but feel a sense of power, knowing that the demon king himself wanted her as his mate.
Vladislav, a wicked smile on his lips, lay back on the bed and let his mind wander to the future with Nastey and their child. "It will be...perfect," he thought, his mind filled with sinful thoughts.
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