My Dead Prince

Chapter 3: Fellow Tyrant Queens

The maids lead Raven through a vast and intricate network of tunnels, her feet shuffling along reluctantly as she grumbles in discontent. The maids, who tower above her at an impressive seven feet, wait patiently for Raven's slow progress. Finally, they arrive at a door adorned with a massive serpent engraving that glimmers with golden hues.

With a heavy sigh, Raven approaches the door, her hand running over the excellent metal surface as she takes in the sight before her. As the doors swing open, they reveal what can only be described as a magnificent Roman bathhouse. Steam rises from within the room, causing Raven to pound on the door in frustration as she feels its warmth.

Taking a tentative step forward, Raven peers around the corner and sees a group of stunning women lounging in a large pool of warm water - all completely naked. As they turn to look at her, one gracefully emerges from the water and approaches Raven with an air of overwhelming confidence.

The queen's snake-yellow eyes scan Raven up and down before pulling her into an embrace that dampens her robe and accentuates her breasts even more prominently. With nimble fingers, she removes Raven's robe altogether while another woman with ancient tattoos covering hazel eyes stops any attempt at disguise.

As their cold bodies contrast against Raven's warm skin, she pulsates with excitement and anticipation. The two women gently guide her into the warm water, where she moans softly in pleasure.

However, not all of the queens are welcoming towards Raven. One in particular glares at her from across the room while surrounding her with others of their kind - each possessing striking beauty complete with curvaceous figures, long braided hair (either blonde or black), full breasts, and beautiful faces.

Despite their intimidating presence, it becomes clear to Raven that these regal beings are hungry for something other than just food; they want her. The queen with yellow eyes takes the lead, exploring Raven's body with a pointed tongue and purring against her in pleasure like a snake.

As Raven struggles to keep up with the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body, she asks hesitantly, "Is it normal for him to avoid questions?"

"The integrity of his responses is entirely contingent upon your inquiry. Even then, he has a proclivity for obfuscation and mendacity, save for when it comes to his legacy,''

To establish familiarity with her new acquaintances, Raven inquires about their names. "Pray to tell, what might your appellations be?" she poses. The woman embracing her responds, "Angie," followed by the tattooed woman who declares herself Pearl. The solemn one among them introduces herself as Mina, while another emerges from the water and cheerfully announces her name as Lillybee.

Raven acknowledges their introductions with a rather uncomfortable air about her before posing another query: "Are there not more of you?" In response, Mina explains that they usually operate independently but are currently being orchestrated to serve as a support system by the person whose secrets Raven is keen on uncovering.

This prompts Raven to inquire further about what exactly this entails. At this point, Lilly exudes an aura of seduction and sensuality as she swims up to Raven and accentuates her curves in the water. Her hair cascades down her back while her eyes shimmer like the sky itself; clearly, she possesses an irresistible allure. "He is a king - his time is preoccupied with matters of state," she purrs alluringly.

Angie hums in agreement while Raven nods hesitantly, feeling somewhat intimidated by the exquisite group of women surrounding her. Sensing Raven's apprehension and anxiety, they quickly grab drinks for everyone present to put her at ease.

"Thank you," Raven murmurs gratefully while looking down at her drink. Pearl encourages: "Do not feel too disheartened; he has been observing you closely enough to have developed feelings for you." She quickly adds that any attempts at sabotaging or overthrowing him would be futile and could even have fatal consequences.

In summation, Raven has been introduced to a group of women who are being utilized as a support network by the person whose secrets she is so intent on discovering. While it is evident that this individual harbors feelings for her, any attempts at undermining his authority or power would prove disastrous.

"Furthermore," Mina adds, "I must also express my attraction to you. Your aura of warmth and kindness has drawn me in." Raven takes a sip of her drink, which Pearl warns is particularly potent. The other queens chuckle at her reaction and engage in small talk to ease any awkwardness. Raven surveys the room, avoiding eye contact with some of the queens but sensing their collective s****l energy directed toward her.

Suddenly, she jolts as Mina sits behind her with Raven sandwiched between her legs. Mina playfully toys with Raven's hair and massages her shoulders, revealing long golden nails adorned with hand tattoos. Angie also returns to the water with an intense look in her eyes. When Pearl offers to answer any questions that do not pertain to escape, Raven replies that she wants to survive.

Lilly reassures Raven that following the rules is essential since their king despises rule-breakers. As Raven sips her drink, she realizes how overwhelming it is to be surrounded by all these queens who exude such powerful energy.

Then comes the unexpected question from Mina: "Can we taste you?" Raven blushes as Mina gently scrapes her nails across her back while Lilly provides further context by hinting at different forms this tasting could take - including blood or bodily fluids exchanged through mouths. Mina reveals that their king has approved this request for the first time.

Despite feeling flustered and unsure about what lies ahead, Raven considers this proposal before deciding whether to consent.

Feeling a tickle in her throat, Raven coughs and places the drink aside. She cannot move from her current spot as she is locked in with those insatiable women. Pearl, one of the succubi, purrs suggestively, "We can do it all at once or take turns...as you may have noticed, we are primarily succubi." Raven nervously replies, "I have noticed that, but I don't think it's a good idea."

The tension in the room intensifies as Mina retorts, "You haven't said no." Despite her apprehensions and efforts to keep her legs from shaking, Raven succumbs to their seductive advances. Succubi are notoriously difficult to resist, after all. As Mina leans forward and drags her hands across Raven's navel, making her shiver with anticipation, Raven starts to feel hot under the collar.

Mina takes this as a go-ahead and gently covers Raven's eyes while tilting her neck towards her own. Licking a spot on her neck before biting down sensually makes Raven groan with pleasure. Feeling emboldened by Raven's response, Pearl moves between Raven's thighs and restrains both hands before lowering them into the water. Moving her hands from Raven's wrists to caress her thighs makes Raven moan even more.

As they take turns enjoying each other's company, they hear the door unlock, followed by the prince's footsteps. He saunters in with an evil smirk, enjoying the sight before him. "I see you all got acquainted," he chuckles wickedly.

Mina hums contentedly, saying, "We have...she tastes sweet."

"I know she does, ladies; I must take her now...but first, I must go over the rules," says the prince authoritatively.

Feeling like she is floating through the water toward him, Raven struggles to get out. He notices her distress and offers a hand to help pull her out of the water easily. Wrapping her in one of the loose gowns provided for her, he leads her to an extensive library filled with preselected books for her to read.

Placing Raven on his lap at the desk, he opens the first set of books, primarily focusing on language instruction. "You need to understand how to read and write the language like my queen," instructs the prince.

"I guess that makes sense...but" Raven pauses, still unsure of this new situation.

"I see where your hesitations are. But you won't be leaving anytime soon. Understand that while I am being nice," he sighs before continuing, "you'll have a much better time if you listen...maybe even earn your freedom if you behave like a good girl."

Playing nervously with her hands, Raven looks down, contemplating everything, asking, "Have you always been like this?"

The prince smirks enigmatically before answering, "Like what?"

With a distinct tone of voice that exuded confidence and authority, the prince unhesitatingly affirmed his reputation for employing rigorous and uncompromising methods. "Yes," he declared with a husky timbre, "I am renowned for my harshness and rigidity." Yet, as if to soften this seemingly rough exterior, he added in a somewhat chivalrous manner: "But when it comes to treating my woman, I know how to do it right; that is what sets me apart."

Nonchalantly leaning on his hand, the prince patiently waited for Raven's subsequent query while simultaneously running his nail along her spine. With an air of intrigue hanging in the atmosphere, Raven finally spoke up: "What about your tendencies towards conquering and beheading?"

Without missing a beat, the prince responded: "Well, one could argue that those who have incurred our wrath deserve complete annihilation from existence." However, despite such ruthless proclivities, the prince made it clear that he was a businessman committed to prioritizing kindness towards his people. "Throughout my career," he said with conviction, "my subjects have never once gone without."

Raven seemed keenly aware of the gravity of such matters and urged the prince to take them seriously. In response, the royal figure emphasized how high these stakes were: "Indeed," he concurred emphatically, "taking these responsibilities lightly could result in devastation not only within the human realm but across other dimensions as well."

As Raven returned her attention to her book, carefully jotting down practice sentences and pronunciation guides for a new language she was learning, she couldn't help but sense the penetrating gaze of the prince following her every move. She politely reminded him that she needed privacy to focus on her studies. But instead of obliging her request immediately, the prince shifted his position slightly to press his chest against her back, teasingly asking if she had an aversion to blood. He then explained that he needed to ensure no one else caught sight of her.

Perplexed by this sudden concern for secrecy, Raven asked why it was so important.

The man in question may harbor a desire for your company or perhaps something more insidious - such as consuming you. His voice takes on a purring quality as he speaks, sending shivers down Raven's spine. She grips the feather quill tightly, trying to keep her eyes from lingering too long on his sadistic smile.

"However," he continues, "you should be much more afraid of what would happen if I were to catch it." Raven remains silent, staring blankly at the parchment paper before her. Suddenly, she feels a firm grip on her body as he flips her around to face him. Her heart pounds in her chest as she flushes under his intense gaze.

With one hand still gripping her chin firmly, he leans closer until their faces are mere inches apart. Raven tries to push away from him but finds herself unable to resist his strength. Before she knows it, he pulls her into a rough kiss that leaves her gasping for air.

As they break apart, Raven groans lightly as a burning sensation courses through her chest. The man complains in response, feeling the same burning on his back. Raven desperately grabs his bloody dress shirt as the sensation spreads to her back.

Finally releasing himself from her grasp, he looks irritated about something and moves quickly to drag Raven back down into the chamber below. In the blink of an eye, both disappear again into the depths below.