When he arrived in front of his room, where there were two more of his guards, the king got down from the floating carpet.

"Have a good night, Your Majesty!"

A little further away from the door, the queen, the king's second and third wife were bowing to him. They had come to wish him a good rest.

Ignoring his women, the king gestured with his hand to Jerome and Morris.

"You two are dismissed."

Without any verbalization, the two just bowed and left.

"I don't need you today, you can leave."

Leaving these words to his wives, the king entered his room and was greeted by his maids. Following the usual routine, the maids undressed him, taking off all his clothes and flashy accessories, leaving him naked.

Without any luxurious adornments, the king looked like nothing more than a middle-aged man with a hairy chest and a protruding belly. And now without the crown, his wig had also been removed, leaving his shiny bald head on display.

Sitting down on the bed, the king spread his legs, letting his flaccid penis show.

Briefly analyzing his maids, the king pointed to the youngest, "Satisfy me until the seventeenth arrives."

Doing as commanded, the maid knelt between the king's legs.

Slipping her hand into her uniform, she pulled out a small glass vial with a clear liquid and poured it into her hands.

With her preparations ready, the young maid wrapped her small hand around the king's cock and moved it slowly. Going up and down, her hand followed a steady rhythm as she lubricated the king's cock.

While receiving the hand job from the maid, the king had a sour expression on his face.

Although a young woman of his preference was fondling him, the most his penis reached was a semi-erect state.

But even though he was dissatisfied, the king just kept quiet. From his own experience, he clearly knew that there was no point in shouting at the maid.

Some years ago, in an attempt to rid himself of his inability to use magic, he had drank a strange potion. Although it seemed to have worked in the first few days, the effect was gone, and along with it, his ability to get an erection also vanished.

Because of this, he needed to use a special potion that Jerome had obtained. This was the colorless potion that the maid had used. Of course, this was a secret that only a few knew.

A few minutes later, through the incessant efforts of the maid, the potion showed its effect. The king's penis stood upright as it revealed its full length to the maid in front of him.

Showing the experience gained in her training, the maid was skillfully teasing the cock in front of her.

Her hand slid firmly along the length of the king's cock, causing his body to tense up.

Although he tried to hold himself steady, the king's hips quivered every time the maid pumped his cock.

With her other hand, the maid gently massaged the reddish, slippery tip.

As if he had suffered a coup de grâce, the king squirmed as he held his voice with difficulty.

"Enough!"

The king breathed gruffly as he grabbed the maid's hair and forcefully pushed her aside.

Since the lubricating potion only gave him one shot every few hours, the king wanted to enjoy the moment as much as possible.

Resuming his posture, the king looked at the head maid.

Understanding the meaning, she bent down and went to the door and opened it, letting the seventeenth concubine in.

Karina was the king's newest concubine, he had chosen her because of her charm and enchanting appearance. No matter where she was, she could certainly be called a dazzling beauty.

In keeping with her youthful appearance, she was not even twenty years old. Her hair was a dark blonde shade, and her eyes were green and bright as an emerald. Although she was not tall to the point that she met the king's preferences, her body was slender with balanced proportions, which he liked very much.

"It is a pleasure to serve you, Your Majesty," Karina bowed her head and knelt before the king.

"Don't waste my time, get up here and serve me," the king said rudely as he lay on his back on the bed.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Pulling the straps of her blue silk dress down off her shoulders, it fell to her feet. Since she was wearing nothing under her one-piece dress, Karina's snowy body was on display.

Wasting no time, Karina climbed onto the bed and slipped her leg over the king, facing him.

Using her delicate fingers, she guided the king's penis to her entrance, which had previously been moistened with lubricant.

As Karina slowly enveloped the king's penis inside her warm, tight lower lips, the king let out a deep sigh as he felt goose bumps.

Leaning forward, Karina placed each of her hands beside the king's chest and swallowed him completely within herself.

Swaying her hips, Karina began to go back and forth, riding gently over the king. But unlike her lust, which had barely ignited, the king groaned sharply as he pulled her waist against him.

Letting out short little moans, the king released all his seed inside Karina while having little spasms at his waist.

A few seconds after his climax, the king loosened Karina's grip on his waist and even with uneven breathing, he still found the breath to scream.

"Why haven't you gotten off me yet? Do you think I'm a chair? Get out of here!"

***

While the king was expelling Karina from his room, in another room of the palace there were two people entwined on a luxurious bed.

Lying on her back, the red-haired woman had her arms wrapped around the muscular man's neck, causing his firm chest to press against hers.

Like the woman, the man had wrapped his arms around her soft body and held her tightly against his body while kissing her intensely.

If anyone ignorant of the identity of the two saw them, they would think they were a loving couple consummating their passion after a long time.

However, they were not lovers. Far from it, one was the wife of the ruler of a nation and the other was the vice leader of the ruler's guards.

The red-haired woman with green eyes and bountiful breasts standing under the man was none other than Roseanne, the king's third wife. Like all the other women in the royal harem, she had also been handpicked, so although she was no longer a young woman in her prime, her beauty was still breathtaking.

As for the good-looking man with bulky, well-distributed muscles, he was Jerome, the vice leader of the king's personal guard.

Normally, even disregarding a kiss, just the act of embracing the king's wife would already yield a capital punishment, but the situation went much further.

Both were completely naked on Roseanne's bed while Jerome had his fully erect genitals pressing against her abdomen.

Parting from her passionate kiss, Jerome cursed, "Damn king! Why did he have to come between our happiness?"

"Don't worry, my love," Roseanne gave a comforting smile. "Even if I have fallen into his hands, you are the only one in my eyes."

Feeling helpless, Jerome gritted his teeth, "It's still frustrating..."

"Don't mind that now." She put both hands on his face and continued, "We have better things to do now, don't you think?"

Backing away from Jerome a little, Roseanne turned on her back, offering her ass to him and leaning on her hands and knees.

Looking over her shoulder with a slightly reddened face, she said, "I know you like it that way."

Throwing his frustration into the air, Jerome moved toward her and placed a hand on her hip. The arousal and shivering he felt on her skin showed that he was not the only one anticipating this moment.

Taking his cock with his hand, he slid it along her back valley, down to her slippery pussy.

When he pressed his head from below into Roseanne's warm entrance, she let out a moan that he hadn't heard in a long time.

Despite his enormous desire to put it all in at once, Jerome controlled himself. He gradually increased the pressure and the head of his cock slowly sank into his beloved's soaked pussy.

Feeling her firm, warm grip, he stopped, allowing the feeling of pleasure to envelop him.

Letting his hands wander briefly over Roseanne's slender ass, Jerome then moved them to her thighs. Digging his fingers into her skin, he slowly pulled her down until her smooth, soft ass bumped against his hips.

As they both let out moans of pleasure, Jerome felt the fullness of his cock being enveloped by comfortable warmth.

Letting his chest fall onto her back, Jerome kissed her neck while squeezing her soft breasts. Placing her stiffened nipple between his fingers, he twisted and rolled them.

"Teasing me like that, you are so bad." With her body trembling with pleasure, Roseanne continued in a coquettish voice, "Hurry up and move. "

"But it feels so good to hold you like this," Jerome murmured as he closed his eyes to concentrate on the sensation his body felt.

Because he was always busy, it wasn't always that they had the opportunity to get together, so he wanted to make the most of it.

"Don't worry."

Roseanne lifted her lips and kissed him.

"Our plans will work out," she smiled. "Soon we won't have to sneak around anymore. So do it properly."

To his beloved's smile, Jerome smiled back and began to slowly stroke his hips against her ass.

At first he was trying to go as soft as possible for fear of hurting her delicate body. But it wasn't long before he increased the force of the hammering against her ass.

Due to his long period of enforced abstinence, even though it had only just begun, Jerome was already almost at his limit. Obviously, the moans of his beloved had contributed to this.

Seeming to be in a similar state, Roseanne's hips trembled every time Jerome stroked her.

Squeezing his hands together, Jerome pulled her ass hard, meeting his thrusts.

"I'm going to cum!"

He grunted as he continued bumping his hips hard.

The moment Jerome began flooding her with his cum, Roseanne grabbed tightly onto the bedsheet and bit down on it.

As he felt the pleasure of his first orgasm after a long time, Jerome soon went into euphoria. His cock felt the warm moist walls writhing around him as his lover let out muffled moans.

When the last drop of his seed was poured inside his beloved, Jerome finally loosened his grip on her ass.

Still connected, Jerome pulled his beloved and lay on his side as they breathed heavily.

Although they had just finished, Jerome was already ready for another round. Following his wishes, they continued to consummate their passion late into the night.