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my clitoris throbbed its pleasure, giving up soft cream to his pulling lips like happy sighs.
I tugged on his hair and pulled gently. “Now, Dialle. Oh my god! Please…now!”
He rose up, sliding his body along mine as he covered me in heat. Kissing my throat tenderly, he licked his way to my mouth and bit my bottom lip. “Your wish is my command, my queen.”
He drove into me, burying himself deep, and my body clasped him gratefully.
I threw back my head and groaned my delight as he twisted his hips and rocked my world from the inside out. He was so hard that I could feel every inch of his long, thick shaft, every ridge, every vein scraping delightfully across my tender flesh as he moved inside me.
The heat around us built until we were giving off fireworks. Bright, multicolored shafts of flame danced on the supercharged air and fired the nerve endings in my skin until I felt as if I were cocooned in the thick, caressing atmosphere.
The thunder built beyond our heated wall of flame.
As Dialle’s body enthralled mine, his lips feathered over my temple, down my cheek and over to my lips, hungrily capturing them in a breath-stealing kiss.
Desire coiled in my belly, throbbing there as it grew into something I could no longer hold back. When it burst, sending me screaming into unfathomable spasms of delight, the heated air around us sucked inward, coating me in its light, and my screams took on the flavor of pain. My release triggered Dialle’s.
His muscles tightened and he drove into me hard, slamming deep as his cock jerked and spewed inside my grasping pussy. I drank him up, savoring his every touch, every drop he sent deep inside my womb.
Beyond our heated sphere the thunder burst and rolled through the room and then settled into a low rumble, which eventually died completely away.
Dialle collapsed over me, catching his weight on his elbows and rolling his hips gently as my body throbbed in gentle aftershocks around his cock. His kiss was tender and tasted of love. “Thank you, my queen.”
I returned his gentle kiss and reached up to touch his cheek, still lost in our own little sphere. Tingling and sated, I reveled in the warm bristles of his golden cheek against my palm and ran a fingertip across his full, soft lips. Dialle bit down gently on the tip of my wandering finger. I smiled.
The air around us cooled and turned soft again. As it did, the mask that we’d covered ourselves in seemed to drop away and I realized, with an embarrassed jolt, that the room was still filled with Royals and their subjects.
They stood in complete silence, their faces flushed and glistening with moisture. Thankfully they were all dressed.
My cheeks flooded with heat and I pinched my eyes tightly closed. “Get rid of them, Dialle.”
He barked out an order and the air changed, as a soft blanket settled over us. I breathed a little easier with the covering but refused to open my eyes until the rumblings of hundreds of feet leaving the room settled into silence.
Then I felt the whisper soft touch of Dialle’s lips. “They’re gone, Astra.” He moved his hips, sending spirals of pleasure streaming through me as his quickly hardening shaft scraped across the sensitized flesh of my vagina.
Then he arched his back and drove deep.
I gasped and lifted my legs to wrap them around his firm, round buttocks. “Mm. That’s nice.”
“No watchers, no ceremony. We’re alone. This one’s just for you, my queen.”
Small flames licked the air above us. My body warmed and flushed in response to his delicious touch. Dialle’s body picked up the tempo, and my body matched it. The coil of desire he’d managed to disperse only moments earlier started building again.
I sighed as wave after wave of pleasure flowed over me and murmured, “It’s a dirty job…but somebody’s gotta do it.”
* * * * *
“You’re all deserting me?”
Flick lifted a shaggy brown eyebrow and quirked his lips in a wry smile. “Are you going
I tugged on his hair and pulled gently. “Now, Dialle. Oh my god! Please…now!”
He rose up, sliding his body along mine as he covered me in heat. Kissing my throat tenderly, he licked his way to my mouth and bit my bottom lip. “Your wish is my command, my queen.”
He drove into me, burying himself deep, and my body clasped him gratefully.
I threw back my head and groaned my delight as he twisted his hips and rocked my world from the inside out. He was so hard that I could feel every inch of his long, thick shaft, every ridge, every vein scraping delightfully across my tender flesh as he moved inside me.
The heat around us built until we were giving off fireworks. Bright, multicolored shafts of flame danced on the supercharged air and fired the nerve endings in my skin until I felt as if I were cocooned in the thick, caressing atmosphere.
The thunder built beyond our heated wall of flame.
As Dialle’s body enthralled mine, his lips feathered over my temple, down my cheek and over to my lips, hungrily capturing them in a breath-stealing kiss.
Desire coiled in my belly, throbbing there as it grew into something I could no longer hold back. When it burst, sending me screaming into unfathomable spasms of delight, the heated air around us sucked inward, coating me in its light, and my screams took on the flavor of pain. My release triggered Dialle’s.
His muscles tightened and he drove into me hard, slamming deep as his cock jerked and spewed inside my grasping pussy. I drank him up, savoring his every touch, every drop he sent deep inside my womb.
Beyond our heated sphere the thunder burst and rolled through the room and then settled into a low rumble, which eventually died completely away.
Dialle collapsed over me, catching his weight on his elbows and rolling his hips gently as my body throbbed in gentle aftershocks around his cock. His kiss was tender and tasted of love. “Thank you, my queen.”
I returned his gentle kiss and reached up to touch his cheek, still lost in our own little sphere. Tingling and sated, I reveled in the warm bristles of his golden cheek against my palm and ran a fingertip across his full, soft lips. Dialle bit down gently on the tip of my wandering finger. I smiled.
The air around us cooled and turned soft again. As it did, the mask that we’d covered ourselves in seemed to drop away and I realized, with an embarrassed jolt, that the room was still filled with Royals and their subjects.
They stood in complete silence, their faces flushed and glistening with moisture. Thankfully they were all dressed.
My cheeks flooded with heat and I pinched my eyes tightly closed. “Get rid of them, Dialle.”
He barked out an order and the air changed, as a soft blanket settled over us. I breathed a little easier with the covering but refused to open my eyes until the rumblings of hundreds of feet leaving the room settled into silence.
Then I felt the whisper soft touch of Dialle’s lips. “They’re gone, Astra.” He moved his hips, sending spirals of pleasure streaming through me as his quickly hardening shaft scraped across the sensitized flesh of my vagina.
Then he arched his back and drove deep.
I gasped and lifted my legs to wrap them around his firm, round buttocks. “Mm. That’s nice.”
“No watchers, no ceremony. We’re alone. This one’s just for you, my queen.”
Small flames licked the air above us. My body warmed and flushed in response to his delicious touch. Dialle’s body picked up the tempo, and my body matched it. The coil of desire he’d managed to disperse only moments earlier started building again.
I sighed as wave after wave of pleasure flowed over me and murmured, “It’s a dirty job…but somebody’s gotta do it.”
* * * * *
“You’re all deserting me?”
Flick lifted a shaggy brown eyebrow and quirked his lips in a wry smile. “Are you going
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