"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you...
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The moon's light entered the dark chamber, caressing the objects it could touch from the opening that the large bay windows could give. A ray in particular, sat upon the restless body of the king's little queen, sweat glistening and eyes moving under her eyelids in an uneasy sleep.
She whimpered, finally waking up to the burning that consumed her entire body. She could feel the sheets dampen from her sweat underneath her. She tried to ignore it, she didn't want to disturb her king's sleep, and so she sniffled, rolling and turning on her spot to get herself comfortable, but to no such avail. Her limbs were tensing up painfully, and the unexplainable sear on her mound was intolerable, so the tears that she'd tried to keep at bay begun to stream down her face.
Adelaide didn't know what to do. She was beyond of thinking straight right now.
Her back arched on instinct when her nether region started to throb and ache. It was a thrumming yet flaming sensation, making her let out a soft moan from either pain or unsatisfied pleasure, she, once again, didn't know.
She pushed the covers off her body and her hand dropped down and bundled her small clothes to her waist. She hesitated at first but the need to let go overcame any reason she had not to do so. She gingerly touched her folds with her middle finger, gasping quietly when she felt how her juices had already spread all over her pussy. She bit her lip to contain a whimper, now using three of her fingers to rub up and down her slit whilst her thumb flicked her nub. The tears didn't cease to fall from her closed eyes, growing frustrated and slightly angry on why she couldn't seem to bring herself to her own release. Desperate, she used her other hand to plunge two of her digits into her entrance, sighing when it eased the burning, but unfortunately didn't stop the pain.
A small cry escaped itself from her lips. She was quick to burry her face on her pillow, reminding herself to remain quiet to not wake Xerxes, but her efforts were proven too late when he shifted beside her.
