Alpha King Dimitrio.
“Your maj—”
“Your majesty.”
The blonde-haired wolf utters as she bounces on my c**k. She is the daughter of the minister of advocates. I was introduced to her a while back during my crowning ceremony where I was announced to be the monarch of Gethmorn and its adjoining lands. While I was getting to know the members of the court, her father brought her to me. She was dressed like someone whose agenda of coming to the castle was to seduce me. For a council meeting, there is no reason why outpouring bosoms should be in the face of the king.
I could tell from the manner in which her father introduced her that he was advertising his daughter to the new monarch as a tribute of loyalty. There are several reasons these ministers bring their daughters to the king. To attra
