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

The sudden stretch sent jolts of ecstasy coursing through her veins.

"Do you feel that, kitten?" Alexander grunted as he pumped into her roughly. "Do you feel my cock stretching you open?"

She could barely speak, only managing a feeble "Yes" and "Mhmmm" before her brain melted into mush.

Alexander slid a hand between her thighs, fingering her clit in a rapid pace.

A few moments later she was writhing on the bed beneath him, unable to stop moaning and begging him for more.

It felt like her nerves were on fire.

His free hand groped her breast roughly, squeezing her firmly enough to make her moan even louder.

His movements increased in tempo as she begged for it faster, harder, deeper, the friction and pressure building inside her at an alarming rate.

She didn't last long, coming with a keening wail.

I'm not a pet, I'm a kitten [R18] 2