The private royal bath was a huge marble pool filled with steaming rose-scented water. Golden sunlight poured through stained-glass windows and painted soft colors across the surface. Servants had come and gone, leaving trays of fruit, warm bread, honeyed meat, and chilled wine. Alex sat on the wide submerged bench, water up to his waist, finally clean for the first time since arriving in this world.
Lilia floated beside him, naked and glowing, feeding him grapes one by one with a gentle smile. Queen Isabella and the others had left to handle court business, promising to return later. Only Princess Alicia remained.
The young princess sat on the edge of the pool, feet dangling in the water, white silk robe open just enough to show the soft curve of her pregnant belly and the tops of her heavy breasts. She had been quiet for a long time, watching Lilia's slow, loving movements with wide curious eyes.
Alex leaned his head back against the marble and sighed. "You okay over there, princess?"
Alicia bit her lip. "I… I want to learn how to take care of you properly. Not just the wild way we did earlier. The gentle way. Like Lilia is doing now."
Lilia smiled and kissed Alex's shoulder. "She is a fast learner. And very sweet."
Alex looked at Alicia and saw real worry in her eyes. Worry that she would only ever be the shy virgin who got bred once and then pushed aside. He reached out a wet hand. "Come here."
Alicia slipped into the water without hesitation. The silk robe floated away like a lily pad. She waded over and stood between his legs, water lapping at her waist, hands folded nervously in front of her.
"I'm scared I'll hurt you," she whispered. "Or that I'll be clumsy."
Alex took both her hands and guided them to his cock. It was still hard, had been hard for over a day straight now, but the touch was soft, not demanding. "You won't hurt me. And clumsy is cute."
Alicia wrapped her small fingers around his shaft and just held him for a long moment, feeling the heat, the throb, the weight. Her eyes went wide. "It's so warm… and it never rests…"
Lilia moved behind the princess and wrapped arms around her waist, guiding her gently. "Breathe with him, sweetheart. Match his rhythm. Slow is better than fast right now."
Alicia began to stroke, barely moving, more like a long, loving caress than a handjob. Up from the base to the tip, twist soft at the head, down again. Water made everything slick and smooth. Alex let out a low groan and closed his eyes.
"That's perfect," he murmured. "Exactly like that."
Minutes passed in quiet. Only the soft splash of water and their breathing. Alicia's confidence grew. She leaned forward and rested her forehead against his, still stroking slow.
"May I… try something?" she asked, voice tiny.
"Anything," Alex answered.
She sank lower in the water until her mouth was level with his cock. One shy kiss on the tip. Then another. Then she opened her lips and took just the head inside, tongue swirling gentle like she was tasting the sweetest candy in the world.
Lilia kissed the princess's shoulder. "Good girl. Use your hand at the same time. Make him feel completely surrounded."
Alicia did exactly that: soft mouth sucking slow, small hand stroking in perfect rhythm. No rush, no gagging, just pure gentle worship.
Alex felt the pressure build, but different this time. Not the violent explosion from before, but a warm, rolling wave. He cupped Alicia's cheek. "I'm close… you can pull off if you want…"
She shook her head and sucked a little deeper, eyes locked on his, full of trust and love.
He came with a long, shuddering sigh. Thick ropes filled her mouth slow and steady. Alicia swallowed every drop without spilling, then kept sucking softly until he was completely finished.
And then, for the first time since he had been summoned, Alex felt his cock begin to soften.
It didn't go completely limp, just relaxed to half-hard, heavy and warm against his thigh. The constant ache faded to a pleasant throb.
Alicia pulled back, eyes huge. "It… it went soft! Are you okay? Did I break you?"
Alex laughed, actually laughed, and pulled her into a wet hug. "No, baby. You didn't break me. You gave me the first real relief I've had since I got here. Thank you."
Lilia kissed both of their cheeks. "See? Pleasure doesn't always have to be war. Sometimes it's peace."
They stayed like that for almost an hour, eating fruit, drinking wine, talking about nothing and everything. Alicia fed him pieces of honeyed pear from her fingers. Alex told them about his old world, streaming sites, energy drinks, lonely nights. They listened like children hearing fairy tales.
Eventually a soft knock came at the door.
Queen Isabella entered alone, wrapped in a thin golden robe. She took one look at Alex's relaxed cock resting against his leg and smiled wide.
"You let him soften," she said, voice full of wonder. "The curse didn't fight back?"
Alex shook his head. "Feels fine. Better than fine."
Isabella knelt at the pool's edge. "Then the seal really is weakening. Good. Because a delegation just arrived from the beastkin plains, and they refuse to wait another day."
She waved a hand and an illusion showed four figures waiting in the antechamber.
First was a tall lioness woman, golden fur, massive breasts barely covered by tribal jewelry, tail swishing. Next to her stood a white-furred bunny girl, long ears, soft and curvy. Then a proud wolf woman with silver fur and sharp eyes. Last was a petite catgirl with black fur and a playful smile.
"All four are tribal princesses," Isabella explained. "Their people have suffered the curse worst of all. Beastkin heat cycles are brutal without release. Some have died from it."
Alicia's ears went pink, but she didn't look away.
Alex took a slow breath and stood up. Water ran down his body. His cock was already stirring again, but not painfully.
"Bring them in," he said. "But same rules. Slow. Gentle when they need it. I want to know their names, their stories. No rushing."
Isabella's eyes shone with pride. "As the Royal Breeder commands."
The doors opened. The four beastkin women stepped inside, eyes wide at the sight of the naked human hero standing in the water, cock half-hard and already growing under their gaze.
The lioness, Princess Leona, spoke first, voice deep and rumbling. "So the rumors are true. A male who can still rise… and who cares how he rises."
Alex smiled and offered his hand. "Come sit with me. Tell me what you need. We have all day."
The bunny girl, Princess Flora, actually teared up. "All day… no one has ever given us that before."
One by one they slipped out of their minimal clothing and entered the warm water. Tails flicked. Ears twitched. Soft fur brushed wet skin.
Alicia moved to make room but stayed close, ready to help, ready to learn.
The bath grew crowded with soft bodies, gentle hands, and quiet voices sharing stories of pain and hope.
And for the first time, the breeding felt less like a war and more like healing.