Chapter 219: Camp Prostitute
After a long time, A'xi'er finally raised his head arrogantly and said, "Why should I choose?"
The Crown Prince, even more arrogantly, laid his sword against his neck. "Because you have no choice."
A'xi'er compromised. "Fine. But I have a condition, too. I've heard your Crown Princess has skin like congealed fat, is bright and moving, and has a full, graceful figure. If you could part with her and gift her to me... I guarantee that after I successfully seize the throne, our two nations will never go to war again. How about it?"
The Crown Prince was enraged. "I think you're looking to die!"
Sun Jiaojiao's heart was pounding like a small deer.
Had her reputation for beauty spread so quickly? Even a place as remote as the Western Turkic lands knew she was bright and moving? This Western Turkic Prince actually dared to ask The Crown Prince for his woman. He really was audacious and unafraid of death. He's probably never seen me, has he?
A'xi'er threw his head back and laughed loudly, pushing The Crown Prince's sword away. "It was just a joke. You really are as protective of your wife as the legends say. Since you want to cooperate, I'd be more than happy to."
His sharp gaze swept over The Crown Prince, as if he had discovered some incredible weakness.
Only then did The Crown Prince realize he had lost his composure.
In that flash of blades, the eyes of both men were bottomlessly profound.
Sun Jiaojiao had no memory of how A'xi'er left the army tent. She only remembered that her mind was filled with A'xi'er's words, "part with her and gift her to me," and his high-bridged nose. It wasn't until The Crown Prince pressed her down on the desk, stripped off her armor, undid the chest-wrap she used to conceal her breasts, and began to knead them, that she belatedly let out a few "mn" and "ah" sounds.
"So perfunctory? Thinking about which wild man again?" The Crown Prince rubbed the protrusions on her chest until they were swollen, then bit one hard.
"N-no, I'm not..." Sun Jiaojiao lied, feeling a slight dampness below.
"Hmph." The Crown Prince's actions grew rougher. He grasped her breasts, ravaging them frantically, his teeth leaving suck marks on her nipples. "And here this Prince treats you so well. You ungrateful little slut, eloping with a lowly guard who can't even be shown in public."
"Ah?" Only then did Sun Jiaojiao react. The Crown Prince was referring to Xiao Liu? He wasn't jealous of the Turkic Prince?
"Your-Your Highness, be gentle... Jiaojiao didn't elope... Ahh... Ah... It hurts..."
No matter what Sun Jiaojiao said, The Crown Prince didn't believe her. He bit her fair, full breasts, leaving marks with every bite. Biting her breasts wasn't enough to vent his anger. He bit his way, bit by bit, from her breasts to her collarbone, to her neck. Everywhere he went was his "mark," "punishing" her for her infidelity in a uniquely male way.
Poor Sun Jiaojiao. While she whimpered and sobbed, she was being frantically kneaded and gnawed by The Crown Prince. Her body above her breasts was covered in red marks, yet, disgracefully, her lower half began to leak slutty juices. It was truly insane.
The Crown Prince reached his hand down and felt a handful of juices.
"Just a few days without being fucked by a man, and you're already this wet? You really are slutty enough."
"Jiaojiao only has Your Highness in her heart..."
"Hmph, you little slut. I'm afraid even a hundred men couldn't satisfy you." The Crown Prince's hand immediately probed into her honey-hole. Three fingers instantly stuffed her honey-hole full. While he satisfied Sun Jiaojiao with his hand, he threatened her, "There's a tent in the army, it houses a few women, specifically for the soldiers to vent their fire. Would the Crown Princess like to give it a try?"
Wasn't that a camp prostitute?
Sun Jiaojiao was so frightened she trembled like a leaf. With her delicate body, how could she bear to be fucked by a pile of smelly men? Not to mention, the men in this army rarely got to taste meat. Wouldn't they fuck her to death?
"Jiaojiao doesn't want to... Jiaojiao only likes being fucked by Your Highness..." Sun Jiaojiao immediately acted meek and obedient, pressing against The Crown Prince's shoulder, her moist eyes looking especially pitiful.
Her wet little hole, like an alluring cave, kept twitching, contracting, and sucking, inviting pleasure, longing to be cherished, to be penetrated.
After saying his harsh words, The Crown Prince saw her acting so submissive, and his heart felt a bit better. Moreover, his Dragon Root had long been unable to hold back and was standing tall. He released his massive Dragon Root, aimed it at her little slutty hole that was overflowing with juices, and thrust in fiercely.
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