The morning sun shone through the windows of Rexford's room, its light painting the dark space with color revealing a head of short black hair.
*pop*
"Mhn~ Your highness, am I a good Cinderella?"
The woman whose head had appeared from under the covers with a pop stared at Rexford, her eyes dewy with tears as a trail of thick white liquid dripped down her lips.
As if unwilling to have the liquid be wasted, her hand slowly went up the side of her face, fingers carefully scooping up the dripping liquid. She then licked her finger clean before putting it all in her mouth before sucking in deeply. Then, as she finished consuming all the liquid she pulled her finger out of her mouth and with it was an audible-
*pop*
Below, Rexford could still feel the warmth that squeezed his lower body, the thick thighs that had a density unlike any woman he had slept with-
"Unfortunately Marie, I already have a Cinderella"
Yet, Rexford remained steadfast in his decision as his hand continued to dance around-
"Master!"
A petite lady with blonde hair was clinging to his arm as his hands were enveloped by a warm liquid.
Seeing the actions of Rexford accompanied by his words, the black haired woman, Marie still did not give up-
"Hmph!"
Pouting, she moved swiftly and with one swift move, the rod that had gotten up early in the morning found itself trapped within a dark cave once more.
"Urgh-"
Unlike normal women, Marie was not gentle, nor was she "soft", the moment she took Rexford in, the Third Prince immediately felt himself getting squeezed tightly.
With his ability, Rexford could easily shape himself to bring the maximum amount of pleasure to either himself or his partner. Yet Marie was different, compared to all the partners he had in the past, the person who could best match her was Delilah.
Yet even Delilah could only manipulate the way her muscles contracted, Marie on the other hand was capable of tightening her muscles like it was her hand.
The soft walls squeezed tightly, giving Rexford an experience he never thought he'd ever get to feel again.
In his past life, he had, at one point, gone as far as to deconstruct his night time toy, wrap elastic bands around and create new products that gave him the satisfaction he needed.
Rexford knew all too well that the statement "women get loose as they get used", but such a statement was false.
In reality, the "loosening" that many feel is nothing more than a consequence of aging.
The vaginal walls are elastic, but unlike plastic bands, the walls would ALWAYS return to its original form even AFTER childbirth. What truly loosens them is the effects of aging, in other words, muscle deterioration.
Much like how a macho man's muscles would sag, a woman's muscles down there would also weaken and thus the perceived "loosening".
Of course, since it was a muscle, it also was capable of getting stronger.
There were many ways to improve its strength but the main method was simply- improving core strength.
It was not about experience, if it was, Marie would not have passed out momentarily after the first insertion.
But the fact that she was now toying with Rexford to get what she wanted proved her ability.
Going up and down, Marie's movements made her twin peaks follow Newton's Third Law-
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction…
While Bedelia was not "flat" compared to Marie, she was considerably- small.
The sight of Marie proudly moving her hips up and down, playing with the contractions of her muscles coupled with the smug grin on her face. All of it ignited the flame that made Rexford accept her challenge in the first place-
"Still haven't learned your lesson?"
Rexford grabbed Marie's hips, taking control he paused her movement just as his rod was about to exit her.
"Oh no~ is the prince mad?"
She spoke in a bratty tone, a challenging tone, and her actions, expression and body language supported the air of superiority which she exuded.
"Hm- then take this!"
Rexford enlarged the rod and mercilessly pulled Marie's hips down while also pumping his hips up-
"Ah-"
'Eh? Why does this seem all too familiar? Deja vu? I've been in this place before…'
The moment he pumped deep into Marie, he immediately filled her completely, digging deep into her till it reached an impassable wall. But the battle between an unstoppable force and immovable object was not something that Marie had not experienced before-
At least, before last night…
Yet, it was still not something that she could get used to, despite being aware of what is to come, she still ended up in the same state-
Legs shaking, body trembling, all the air rushed out of her lungs as if she just got a punch to the guts.
Involuntary movements took over, her head looked up as if trying to overcome the sensations that took over. Mouth wide open with her tongue sticking out, a classic appearance of what Rexford would call an "ahegao".
It was an expression that was mostly fake- until it actually happens.
Marie's reaction, much like many of the women who had experienced the same thing with Rexford, was simply an involuntary scream.
Just like how one would scream when they step on a lego piece or when they stub their toes.
But unlike those types of pain, the one Marie felt was faster, more internal and had actual force behind it.
Bedelia watched as Rexford and Marie had gotten into a weird position. Despite wanting to move more, Rexford was stuck-
'Shit… her grip's still too strong!'
Marie was one of the first women to challenge Rexford to such an extent. Despite being at the brink of unconsciousness, Marie was still able to put up resistance and unlike the other women who Rexford had pounded to oblivion, Marie was able to "match his freak" in a way.
A few seconds later, Marie was able to catch her breath. Still trembling, she leaned her body forward and stared Rexford in the eye. Her expression was still cocky- no, she deserved to be cocky as she said…
"That's all you got… Master~"
"Tsk-"
"Kyahh~"
The bed started to creak once more, Bedelia knew that she could not participate anymore as she left the bed and headed for the bathroom.
As much as she wanted to participate, the morning had already come, the sun was rising high in the sky and she was nothing more than a servant-
'Yes… I am currently a servant… master's maid… favored maid…'
With such thoughts echoing in her mind, Bedelia carefully made her way towards the bathroom avoiding any action that might disturb Rexford and Marie.
…
"Is this what you've been doing?"
Noon came quickly… at least for Rexford as Marie, still naked, lay on his chest.
Next to his bed, Delilah was standing with a cold expression as she pointed at the black haired young lady.
"Miss Hall, isn't it rather uncouth for an unwed, upstanding noble young lady to enter a man's room alone?"
Rexford attempted to tease Delilah yet the response to his words came not from the red head but from another woman who was already sitting on the other side of his bed-
"She's not alone though?", Ortrun said as she lifted the sheets looking into what lies beneath. "So this is the scent of lust?"
The inexperienced duchess muttered while lifting the sheets higher to see the monster that was hidden beneath.
"Would that even fit?", she wondered aloud which Rexford immediately answered with-
"Wanna try?"
Yet the response he expected did not arrive and instead, Ortrun pulled a single string and her dress completely unraveled revealing her bare body-
"I thought you'd never ask~"
She spoke not like a noble lady but like a rogue, her eyes shifted from curious to predatory and as Rexford turned to Delilah, he realized immediately that he had once again been had-
"You thought you got one over use huh?"
Like Ortrun, all Delilah did was pull a single string and her dress had also dropped to the floor like a structure that had lost its main support-
"Wait- oy! YAMETE!"
"Don't scream incomprehensible words! It's your fault for trying to escape!", Ortrun was the first to move as she pinned Rexford down.
"We give you a bit of freedom and the next thing we know, you've already started to build your harem of noble women!", Delilah immediately followed suit as she mounted Rexford, not below but on top, she squeezed his head in between her thighs pushing herself against his lips as a seductive light flashed in her eyes.
"It was one thing for this succubitch to get ahead of me, for the bland blondie to be taken advantage off and for that lovestruck fish to be toyed with… but to choose this bird over me?!"
Ortrun raged as she dragged Marie to the side, she pulled the sheets away revealing Rexford's rod that had gotten stiff.
"Time for you to feel the a real woman!"
Ortrun immediately lifted her waist, she positioned Rexford's rod towards her hole and just as she was about to sit-
"Ortrun wai- ahn!"
It was Rexford's counter attack, he freed his hands and immediately grabbed Delilah's ass, pulled it towards him as he sucked her. Using his transformation allowed him to manipulate body parts and he turned his tongue into a tentacle stirring Delilah in a way she had not experienced before.
Ortrun was shocked at Delilah's scream and Rexford took that opportunity to move his hands once more, he used his senses to reach out towards her hips.
He used all his strength to grab them and much like how he did Marie, he used the same old technique giving Ortrun the lesson every woman who tried to look down on him in bed learned-
"AHCK-"
A scream cut short, a trembling body, Ortrun, the monster of the east had been subdued!
"Gotcha"
Rexford never expected them to surprise him but Delilah should have known about his abilities, especially in bed and yet-
He looked up and only saw Delilah's face that revealed a devilish smirk.
The moment their eyes met, Delilah immediately dismounted him as she moved behind Ortrun who had yet to regain herself.
"Oh how the mighty fall~"
Rexford did not know what kind of lies Delilah used on her but the Dragon lady who could make even the skies kneel was now tottering between consciousness and unconsciousness.
"Shall we?"
The Third prince smirked as he eyed Delilah who replied with her own bright smile.
On that day, a legendary dragon had been dragged from the sky and pounded on the ground. Her minion was able to watch and even join in as the dragon's cries echoed within the halls of the Titan, Rexford.
It was a legendary tale, but one only known to five people.