Amesaya

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

"...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!"

No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power.

"But don't Empresses get to make the rules?"

As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges.

...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky...

"...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

Her time with Phoenix that night went exactly as promised.

In her chambers, he pressed her to her bed and ground his hips against hers while kissing and caressing her, running his hands over every part of her body and touching every sensitive spot, making her writhe and gasp beneath him as she melted into the pillows beneath her.

He kept whispering the word 'mine' while nuzzling her, murmuring affectionate little praises and promises.

His eyes burned with desire, and the feeling of him between her legs was intoxicating. The heat coming from her body was overwhelming, and when he finally entered her, she gasped in pleasure and threw her head back, shuddering and shaking while her walls squeezed and milked him dry.

Afterward, he held her tightly against his chest as his fingers danced along her spine, soothing her until Tieya knocked on the door to let her know it was time to meet with another person.

She sulked at Phoenix for explicitly that reason.

I'm not daydreaming, I'm just thinking hard