He recieves an offer

He awoke, the morning sun still shining in the windows, he couldn’t have been out for more than 20 minutes. His pillow had replaced the breast of his morning conquest, but he wasn’t alone on the bed, he could feel the weight of the person behind him, he turned and started.

“Mariss!”

“Yes, Aarni, you are surprised to see me.”

An understatement, he was naked and the Queen was laying on his bed next to him, wearing one of her incredible dresses, this one emerald and studded with gems in lines that accentuated her curves. Damn, she looked incredible.

“I’m naked” Aarni stammered, confused and embarrassed.

“If that is a problem I can help you dress, or join you if you wish.”

“I don’t think. . .” Aarni tried to get his thoughts out, but he was groggy and she was stunning.

“I imagine it is hard to think with this,” she said as she reached down and touched his hardening penis. She gently ran her fingers from the base of his shaft up, her hand soft and cool, he looked down and saw her jeweled bracelet and hand chain, it was silver and the emeralds matched her dress, the lady knew how to dress and Aarni was struggling to think.

She pulled her hand back as she sat up straight. The change in the atmosphere was palpable, her face suddenly serious.

“We need to talk Aarni.”

“I – I can get dressed.”

“No,” she said as she placed her hand solidly on his chest, holding him down. “I like you like this.”

“You are a handsome young man, and not small,” she said looking down at his rock-hard erection. “Exactly as a prince should be. But there is a problem.”

“What problem?”

“You are inexperienced, and apparently didn’t pay attention to your lessons on the breeding.”

“But I’ve already consummated with two. . .”

“I didn’t say you weren’t trying, you just aren’t doing it well Aarni. You need help.”

“Help with what?” Aarni asked, his sense of self-preservation was kicking in, Queen Mariss was up to something, and that helped his mental clarity cut through the haze of lust he had been in.

“Someone to mentor you, help you with the girls, show you how to better make use of them, help you explore your desires.”

“And who would this mentor be?”

“I would be willing to do it, if you’d like that.” She leaned in as she said this, subtly showing him her cleavage as she rested her head on her hand. The Queen was talented, and she had put in work, every move was practiced and calculated to get what she wanted. A part of Aarni wanted to say yes, he wanted to take this ridiculously sexy and infuriating woman and fuck her as hard as he could, knock her up, make her his woman. But he also knew that was a path to ruin. He would lose to her in scheming, in politics, and definitely in sex, he had to let the servant girls take charge, he was no match for Mariss, she would destroy him, and he knew it. There was a part of him that didn't mind that thought, a life of obedience to the queen meant not being responsible for anything, freedom to do what he wanted, no real responsibility, and of course, ridiculous amounts of sex.

But that was not a real option, he was not going to fail his father and ancestors like that, he wouldn’t turn into his brother, he wasn’t going to just give up like that.

“I don’t think that is appropriate.” Aarni responded, his voice gaining confidence.

“What could be more appropriate than the Queen helping a prince fulfil his duties, unless you think someone else could better guide you.” The last bit was practically purred as the hand that had held him down started exploring his chest.

“I need to think about it, it seems like an important decision and I wouldn’t want to take you away from my father’s side, he relies so much on you.” Bringing up his father was calculated, all her games still required her to keep the pretense of being a proper wife to his father. Exposing her improper actions would likely lead to his banishment or ****, but it would also be devastating to her, and ruin any chance she had of continuing in the palace after his father died. It was a last resort, it would destroy both of them, but Aarni felt this was a good time to remind her that the option existed, before she went too far with him.

“Good, take your time, and think over your options carefully, you have so much potential, I’d hate to see it wasted.”

Her threat was as clear as was the offer she was extending him. Allying with her gave him the most powerful ally he could have in the castle, angering her meant he would be facing his brother and the queen, and that was a quick path to banishment or worse. Sex was just a part of it, and probably the only part she needed to win over his brother. By Kresta, he knew how bad an idea it was to fall under her power but man, it was tempting. Her long golden hair, smooth skin and incredible figure. . . and damn did she know how to accentuate every asset she had. . .

Aarni had to stop himself. His lust would be his downfall if he let it. She’d dominate him, cuckold him and rule him like a ****. No woman was worth that. Not even Mariss. But she had made a good point, he did need help navigating the breeding, the Queen knew within minutes the detail of his sex with the servant this morning, she had eyes and ears everywhere in the castle, he would need someone who could guide him through the Breeding and also help him navigate the schemes of the Queen.