My Husband is a King
Using Instinct
Adult Content (21+)
Not explicit. Don't ask for more
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Every day Prince Arshlan thought of the meaning of King Gerald's words on how to heal Princess Estelle from trauma. And he did not understand what the male instinct meant by his best friend.
That night, the prince finally began venturing out to visit princess Estelle.
He went in and saw the princess staring out the window with her blank look. Traces of tears appeared to have not dried up on the princess's pale cheeks.
It seems like princess Estelle has yet to notice the prince's presence.
"Hey?" prince Arshlan braced himself.
Princess Estelle glanced at who had come.
"You?" The princess looked surprised and suddenly just immediately cried while turning her face.
"Hey? You why?" Prince Arshlan tries to get closer to the princess.
But the princess stood up and walked backwards towards the prince. "Stay away," said the princess softly.
"What's wrong? Why are you being like this?" prince Arshlan asked as he kept tightening himself to princess Estelle who continued to walk backwards until her back hit the wall.
The princess blinked her eyes, she was confused and did not know what to do. Then she cried and covered her face. "Don't come any closer, I don't deserve it anymore" she said, crying.
"You mean?"
The princess slumped, crouching while still covering her face with both hands. "I'm already dirty. I ... don't deserve you," replied the princess in between sobs.
Prince Arshlan scooped his face. He was really upset and didn't know what to do.
Calm yourself, Arshlan. Calm.
The prince tried to inhale and exhale in order to feel calmer.
"Just go!" Princess Estelle returned to throw him away in sobs.
The prince tried to crouch down and look at the princess' condition.
The prince tried to open the princess's palm that covered her face.
"Which part?" asked Prince Arshlan in a raucous voice. Because after being in this condition, he began to understand, what kind of instinct was meant by king Gerald.
Princess Estelle looked at Prince Arshlan who was holding her hand. "Which part of it does baj*ngan touch?"
The princess threw away her face and dared not answer, only tears dripping down her cheeks.
Prince Arshlan pinched the chin of princess Estelle and forced her to stare at the prince.
"Look at me!"
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Prince Arshlan tried to use his instincts, and this is what he wanted to do.
He lum*t lips of the princess and links her tongue. Although somewhat doubtful the princess was slowly willing to open her mouth and welcome the treatment of the prince.
Prince Arshlan brought princess Estelle to her feet and guided her to the top of the bed. With lips still interlocked, the prince tried to continue to meng*mat lips princess so that princess Estelle feel comfortable.
"Did he do something like that to you?" asked Prince Arshlan after he removed the link of his lips.
The princess shook her head, the ugly soldier did not kiss her, but she managed to stick her tongue on the princess' cheek. It's just that Estelle's daughter is too embarrassed to admit it.
The prince then pointed his hand towards the chest of the princess. There was a strange swish flowing in his blood. Then she tried to feel the soft mound covered in the dress.
"Did he touch this too?" asked the prince with a slight rem.
"Nr ...." The princess sighed while shaking her head.
"Thank God" said the prince. Then his hand moved to the bottom. Touching the sensitive area of the woman through the outside. "Did baj*ngan's hand touch this one?"
The princess nodded with tears.
The prince's blood boiled, regretting he had not tortured the soldier before killing him.
The prince finally kiss*mi cheeks princess Estelle. "You want me to lose track of him?"
Princess Estelle did not answer. But he just nodded with resignation.