“My little brother has come to visit! Are you bringing me a new toy, Kairen?” she asked, her eyes going down to Cassandra.
She couldn’t have been more embarrassed. It was impossible to ignore the wild sex displayed in front of her, the servant’s cries, or the Princess’s lusty eyes on her. However, Kairen was as still as marble in front of the scene.
“Enough of your little game.”
The Princess pouted, moving her hips a bit more before finally getting up. She sighed and grabbed a large robe to cover herself before turning to the two servants.
“Keep fucking her. If one of you comes before I return... I’ll punish you.”
“Yes, mistress,” answered the man.
He kept thrusting vigorously and the young woman’s cries got louder. Satisfied, she turned around to face her brother. Cassandra figured from their physical resemblance, that she was Kairen’s full sister, one who also shared the same mother as him. They had the same black eyes, dark hair, and tanned skin color. Even most of their facial features were shockingly alike as if they could be twins. The only difference was that the Princess had a very feminine body, with voluptuous curves and sexy lips.
“Follow me.”
Shareen took them to another room. This one was filled with bookcases and a large desk covered in paper. There was a strange smell and some smoke floating in the air, and with the curtains closed, it wouldn’t go away. The whole room was dark despite the few candles the Princess had lit.
Pushing her long black curls behind her shoulders, she crossed her arms, displeased.
“What did you interrupt my good time for? Is it because of this slave? You both reek of blood.”
“Give her some clothes.”
The Princess clicked her tongue.
“To a slave? I’m not that generous.”
“You have spare clothing for your whores.”
“My servants, Kairen. Even if I play with them, they are still proper servants. What would I get in exchange?”
Impatient, the Prince glared at his sister without answering. But to Cassandra’s surprise, his sister didn’t seem to take offense. Instead, she suddenly smiled like a feline and walked over to a wardrobe. She took her time before picking a silky emerald dress. It wasn’t as fancy as the clothing made for the royal family, but still much better than the rags slaves would usually wear. She held it up to Kairen.
“How is this? I’ll give it to you if you have her change here.”
“Fine.”
Kairen had answered before Cassandra even understood what the Princess had asked for. He put her down letting her stand by herself while still holding on to the fur cloak. Cassandra blushed as the Princess handed her the dress with a mischievous grin. She was already feeling shy for some reason and so she was hesitant to let go of the cloak to take it.
However, she couldn’t let the Princess stay like this forever. The fur cloak fell to her feet revealing her bloodied rags, and she took the dress while bowing. Thankfully, most of the blood was on her rags and not herself. The Princess clicked her tongue while taking a seat in one of the leather armchairs.
“I guess Krai made a mess again...”
Cassandra took a few seconds to realize she was talking about the Black Dragon. So it was named Krai? That piece of information, however, was soon overshadowed by her current situation. She didn’t know when Kairen had taken a seat next to his sister, but both Imperial Siblings were now staring at her. She became even more red knowing what they were expecting. She looked down.
“My… My Lord, can I change outside?”
“You can undress here,” his sister answered with an imperious tone. “See? There’s some water for you to wash up with too.”
She pointed her finger towards a little basin of water to the side, while she was obviously enjoying the sight of Cassandra’s blushing cheeks. Seeing the Prince ignore her query, she felt helpless. Those two really wanted to watch her undress here! She hesitated for a few seconds, but their forceful stares were pressuring her. Slowly, Cassandra reached for the laces on her back, undoing them one by one.
In front of her, Kairen was as still as a statue, but his stare was hot and intense. She felt like he was undressing her from his seat. With trembling fingers, she finally undid the last knot, and the dress was now only held up by her hand. With the injury to her other wrist, she was struggling to keep it together and hide behind the rags.
In front of her, the Princess bit her lip and turned to her brother.
“A virgin?”
He didn’t bother to answer, but she knew that she was right. She turned her feline eyes towards Cassandra again.
