The voice came from beside them.
Small. Quiet. Timid. The voice of a girl who has just woken up and who is looking at a naked woman on top of a naked man and who does not know where to look.
Latina's face flushed.
Instantly. Completely. The brown skin went dark— the blush visible despite the pigment. She bounced. Off Raven. Off his cock. The shaft emerged— wet, bloody, seed-slick. She rolled. Behind him. She hid. Behind his back. Her hands went to her body— covering her breasts, covering her pussy, covering everything.
"You should have told me if someone was looking!" she hissed. Her voice was high. Embarrassed. The voice of a woman who has just been caught fucking and who is mortified.
Raven chuckled.
The sound was warm. Deep. The laugh of a man who finds everything amusing. He looked at the princess. At her green eyes— wide, wet, confused. At her emerald hair— tangled, dirty. At her face— pale, thin, hungry. At her torn dress. At her bare foot.
The princess was trembling.
