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Chapter 85: Chapter 85 The Royal Palace [Part 3]
"I didn’t do that, stop saying things I didn’t do!" Amelia spoke immediately her face all red. She turned quickly and ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
Anya watched the door for a moment, then looked over at Roman, who was sitting silently on the edge of the bed. She let out a soft sigh and stepped forward.
"I can’t believe I missed that chance... but now it’s my turn," Anya said with a playful smile.
Roman raised an eyebrow and slowly stood up. "Your turn for what?" he asked, his tone low.
Anya smirked and crossed her arms. "My turn to... well, you know what I mean."
Roman took a step toward her, closing the distance between them. He stopped just inches away from her face, his breath warm on her skin.
Anya’s heart raced as he leaned in closer, their lips almost touching. She closed her eyes, waiting for the kiss.
But nothing happened.
After a few seconds, she opened her eyes, confused. Roman was no longer in front of her—he was at the small table on the other side of the room, looking at the bottles lined up there.
She blinked in surprise. "Hey! What was that?"
Roman turned around slowly, a mischievous smile on his lips.
"You’re cruel," Anya said with a pout. "Why do you like teasing so much?"
He chuckled softly. "Because it’s fun. It’s one of the best things about being a male. I know exactly what you want—but I won’t give it to you that easily."
He stepped toward her again, his eyes never leaving hers. "Are you aroused yet? Or do you want more?" he asked, his voice smooth and deep.
Anya swallowed hard, her cheeks turning red. She opened her mouth to say something, but the words wouldn’t come out.
Roman leaned in again, this time whispering in her ear, "There’s a new style I’ve been wanting to try on someone... but I haven’t decided who yet."
Anya’s breath was heavy as he pulled back, his gaze on her face. Her heart pounded in her chest, as Roman continued speaking.
"Maybe I’ll try it on you first" Roman spoke walking towards her, "The style doesn’t require a bed, the male would be the one carrying the female"
Roman stopped in front of her, "You’ll be in front of me and my hands would be on your ass as I’ll raise you, since your face is in front of me, we’ll be kissing as my dick penetrate your wet hole while your hand would be around my shoulders" Roman spoke the last words in Anya’s ears.
Anya was already breathing heavily, not just because Roman was talking but she was already imagining what he was saying.
"But maybe we’ll just take a bath; the Queen might be waiting now," Roman said as he walked behind Anya.
Her ass was currently the only thing in his vision, Amelia said as she was still inside the bathroom; since Amelia was the last person he had sex with, he had to bang Anya before returning to Amelia again.
As always, his dick was already getting rock hard, he was trying to make Anya horny, but he was also getting horny in the process; his little brother was already pushing against the fabric of his clothes, begging to be freed.
Roman placed his hands on Anya’s waist as she stood frozen, and immediately she flinched and swallowed again; her pussy was already wet, and right now, if Roman continued this, she wouldn’t be able to hold herself back.
"I don’t think we should have sex in the palace, the Queen might have people..."
"That’s true, I think I’ll stop," Roman muttered, but his hands began moving down to her wet hole.
The undergarment she wore was like a little skirt, so Roman could see her wet hole if he bent down, meaning he didn’t need to take it off to touch her pussy.
Anya shuddered as his hands continued moving further down, but before he touched her wet hole, the door to the bathroom opened.
"I thought we wanted to...ohh, what’s going on here?" Amelia asked. Roman pulled his hand away, but before he could turn around, Anya grabbed his hand.
"Continue, just a little more," She spoke in a low tone causing Roman to chuckle; if he continued, she was going to cum once he began fingering her since she was this horny.
But he wasn’t going to, he was going to leave her hanging till they were in the bathroom.
"How’s the bathroom? I wonder how big it is," Roman spoke as he walked towards the bathroom.
Amelia, who was already at the door of the bathroom, was already naked; she had taken off her clothes as she entered the bathroom.
Roman opened the bathroom door and stepped inside. The place was massive—almost as big as their entire living room and his bedroom put together, maybe even bigger. It felt more like a fancy spa than a regular bathroom.
In the center of the room was the bath. It was big, really big. It was round and deep, with clear, warm water that let out a soft steam. Ten people could sit in it comfortably without bumping into each other. There were small steps leading into the water, and the edge of the bath was made from smooth, shiny stone.
The floor was covered in white marble tiles that felt cool under his feet. They sparkled slightly under the soft crystal lights hanging from the ceiling. The walls were a light gray with golden patterns running through them; if he stepped in here without knowing who owned it, he would guess it belonged to the Royal family.
Just the bathroom was enough to scream royalty. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
Roman looked around more and for the first time since coming to this world, he saw a mirror, a big mirror stretched across the wall beside them. Next to it, towels were neatly folded on wooden shelves.
Next to the bath, a small wooden table sat with potion bottles of fancy soaps, oils, and lotions.
A commoner like him could spend hours inside this room; Anya, who stepped in after him, had forgotten everything as she looked around.
