Chapter 77: New Players - 2
"Mother," Selene said sweetly, stopping ten feet from the throne, her voice a melodic purr that belied her spoiled innocence.
"You didn’t invite me to your little whore gathering." Her violet eyes glinted with mischief, her sheer dress shifting to reveal more of her pale thighs, the faint outline of her untouched pussy teasing the court.
Sereya didn’t flinch, her voluptuous body lounging on the throne, her crimson gown parting further to expose the creamy swell of her inner thighs, her full breasts straining against the golden chains.
"Because I thought you’d be busy playing with dolls. Or the corpses of your tutors," she replied, her voice like warm blood over silk, rich and commanding, her amber eyes half-lidded with disdain.
Selene giggled, the sound sharp, bright, and utterly wrong, sending a shiver through the room.
She spun slowly, her silk dress fluttering up, flashing the soft, virginal curve of her bare ass, her "accidental" exhibitionism a tease that made courtiers shift uncomfortably, cocks hardening, pussies dampening.
"Tutors are boring," she pouted, her cherry lips curving into a manipulative smile.
"I want to know how it feels. What it’s like to burn when someone touches you. To scream and moan and beg like those sluts in your chambers."
A ripple of scandal swept through the court, gasps and whispers mingling with the undercurrent of arousal, the air growing thicker as hidden desires stirred.
Selene plopped down cross-legged in the hall’s center, her sheer dress riding up to expose the soft, pink lips of her virgin pussy, glistening faintly with her growing excitement, her innocent face contrasting the lewd display.
Her small breasts bounced with the motion, nipples pressing against the gauze.
"I’m the heir, am I not?" she whispered, her violet eyes wide and shimmering, feigned innocence masking her bratty manipulation.