Pregnant by the Prince of Lust(BL)

Azriel

​Present

​"Crowning him as your princess will force your cultivation to bond with his, sharing your immense lifespan and making it impossible for him to be easily struck down. Remember, Azriel, you are not only doing this to break your eternal curse, but to protect your own flesh and blood."

​Anomas’s parting words continued to echo heavily in my mind as I sat back, watching Seraphel aggressively devour every single dish on the table as if he hadn’t eaten in months.

​Well, technically, the poor boy had been starving.

After that utterly exhausting meeting with my useless brothers, Eiren had finally arrived at the palace with Seraphel’s family in tow. Those pathetic bastards from the dirty district were incredibly lucky I hadn’t personally dealt with them yet; my immediate attention had been required to summon the Grand Council for the royal announcement.

​My mind drifted back to the sudden silence in our bond. Why couldn’t I read his thoughts anymore? There had to be a reason why his mind had completely locked me out the moment he woke up from his unconscious state. Was it the doing of Elysium? No, the divine realm wouldn’t resort to something so petty, and besides, they had no direct access to him—unless it was something else entirely.

​Something only Anomas’s prophetic mind could truly explain.

​"Why are you staring at me like that?" Seraphel asked suddenly. He lifted his head to face me, a chicken drumstick held clumsily between his lips as he paused mid-bite.

​A slow smile spread across my face, and I pointed toward his messy cheek. "You look remarkably delicious with that food in your mouth. I honestly cannot wait to fill it with my cock again."

​Seraphel’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. His entire face burst into a violent scarlet blush, and he immediately began to cough and sputter violently, choking on his food.

​"Az—!" he tried to gasp out between coughs.

​One of the nearby maids quickly rushed forward, trembling as she poured him a fresh glass of water. He practically snatched it, downing the liquid in a desperate panic.

I couldn’t help but grin wickedly at him the moment he finished drinking and raised his glaring, watery eyes to meet mine.

​"I almost choked to death!" he yelled, aggressively wiping his mouth clean with a silk napkin.

​"I am simply glad that it was the mere thought of my cock that nearly choked you, and not the mountain of food you’ve been stuffing into your face for the past hour," I chuckled darkly.

​Seraphel rolled his eyes hard, raising a defiant finger to point directly at me in exasperation.

​"You are quite literally the only person in this entire realm who can point a finger at me and expect to keep it, little lotus. You are very lucky that you belong to me," I murmured, rising elegantly from my seat. "Now that you have finally finished your feast, let us depart for the throne room. I believe the Grand Council has been waiting for us for over three hours."

​Seraphel shot me a deeply questioning look, wiping his mouth one last time. "Waiting for us?"

​I didn’t bother to answer him. Instead, I casually waved my hand, channeling my spiritual energy to summon a swirling, glowing teleportation array right in the center of the dining hall.

​"I truly detest repeating myself, Seraphel, but since you are my special exception..." I paused, stepping directly into the shimmering light of the array.

I stretched my hand out toward him, and after a moment of hesitation, he reached out and took it, stepping into the light beside me. "I am officially announcing you as my Crown Princess today. Do not dare show an ounce of disapproval in front of the court, because it is an absolute honor to be chosen by the Prince of Lust."

​I gently brushed a stray strand of hair from his forehead, my voice dropping to a low purr. "And since I summoned the council three hours ago..." I suddenly wrapped my arm around his waist, pulling his body flush against my chest. "...I know for a fact that they are absolutely furious right now. So, why don’t we give them something truly scandalous to talk about?"

​Before Seraphel could even process my words, I leaned down and captured his lips in a fierce, demanding kiss.

​Taken completely by surprise, he placed his hands against my chest, trying to push me away. He refused to kiss me back at first, but I simply forced my way in, biting down sharply on his lower lip until the metallic taste of blood bloomed between us.

He gasped against my mouth, finally opening up and kissing me back with a desperate energy. But a simple kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy me. To ensure every single minister understood that this boy belongs entirely to me, I hooped my arms beneath his thighs and lifted him completely off the ground. He instinctively wrapped his legs tightly around my waist, and I deepened the kiss, ravaging his mouth as the teleportation array flared to life.

​The sound of stunned, furious murmurings was the first thing that greeted my ears the moment we materialized in the center of the grand throne room.

It was immediately followed by a profound, empty silence in my mind because my council ministers had long ago utilized high-level cultivation techniques to block me from reading their treasonous thoughts.

​"His Royal Highness, Prince Azriel, has arrived!" one of the head eunuchs loudly announced.

​The sudden, piercing declaration startled Seraphel. He panicked, squirming frantically out of my grip until he managed to break free from my arms, landing clumsily on his own feet.

​That annoying pest, I thought bitterly, throwing a lethal glare at the trembling eunuch. Realizing the gravity of his interruption, the servant instantly lowered his head, bowing flat to the floor in silent apology.

​I looked away from him, leaning in close to Seraphel while completely ignoring the daggers being stared into my back by the court.

There were at least twenty-five ministers present in the hall, but only five of them actually held high enough positions and spiritual power for me to bother remembering their names.

It wasn’t as if I cared about their fragile sensibilities anyway; I could have taken Seraphel right there on the royal steps in front of everyone and no one would dare stop me.

I was, after all, the supreme Prince of Lust.

​"Your Highness... they are all..." Seraphel whispered, his voice shaking as he looked around at the crowd.

​"Let them stare," I replied smoothly, chuckling softly against his ear. Without warning, I scooped him up into my arms once again, making him let out a sharp gasp.

​"I—!" Seraphel stuttered, completely overwhelmed as he buried his burning face directly into the crook of my neck to hide from the court.

​With a dark smirk, I marched up the steps toward the grand crimson throne, where Malachi was already standing with his head respectfully bowed.

I sat down heavily upon the cushions, settling Seraphel right across my lap.

​The outraged murmurs among the ministers grew significantly louder.

I could hear their sharp, passing remarks and venomous complaints being exchanged in hurried, hushed tones, but I paid them absolutely no attention.

None of them possessed the courage to say a single word to my face.

​Seraphel immediately tried to squirm and free himself from my iron grip, but I locked my hand tightly around his waist, leaning down to whisper directly into his ear. "If you attempt to move against me one more time, I shall order you to drop to your knees and suck my cock right in front of this entire assembly."

​That did the trick beautifully. Even though I wouldn’t actually subject him to that in front of these dogs, the mere threat was more than enough to make him freeze, completely paralyzing him in my lap.

​"My dear council ministers, I certainly hope I haven’t kept you waiting for too long," I began, addressing the court in the smoothest, most dangerously polite voice I had ever used. "I was unfortunately caught up in the exquisite company of my omega, and I entirely lost track of time."

​The ministers murmured uncomfortably among themselves, but not a single soul dared to speak up.

My grin widened wickedly, thoroughly enjoying the fact that I had not only forced them to wait for three agonizing hours, but I had made them do so while standing completely upright in full court attire.

​"I called this emergency assembly for one specific reason, and that is to officially announce the court’s new Crown Princess."

​A collective gasp echoed through the grand hall, chaos instantly breaking out among the high-ranking ministers.

​"I am entirely certain that you have all heard the colorful rumors flying around the palace walls by now," I continued effortlessly, the moment the hall fell dead silent again under my suffocating aura. "I have been blessed with a fated mate who will officially become my Crown Princess, ruling alongside me for all of eternity. Therefore..."

​I stood up from the throne, keeping Seraphel securely in my arms before gently lowering him to stand firmly on his own feet right beside me.

​"...this is Seraphel. Your official Crown Princess."