The fire in the fireplace had dwindled to a deep, pulsing red, casting long, hungry shadows that danced across the silver-blue fur of the bed.
Maegel was trying to wreck me from underneath, his princely presence completely stripped away into the slut that couldn't stop sucking on my pussy.
His draconic breath made his lips feel especially hot , and I was so close to cumming but… I wanted more.
I wanted to see exactly how far this Prince would go to appease the woman who had haunted his every waking thought.
"Maegel," I called. "You can put it in now," I said, my eyes falling on the tent that was pitching in his pants. "It hurts, right? You should eat more than the dessert."
"Yes, my queen,"
Then, he began to touch me again, his hands roaming over my body, but he was more hesitant this time, as if I were a fragile piece he was scared of breaking.
