The Blade in the Bedchamber
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In Castle Morvain at midnight, firelight flickers. The prince waits and she enters like temptation itself.
Seraya Thorne
Your Highness… you summoned me.
Her voice, low and laced with heat, curled into the room like smoke.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*pouring vine* I did. Did you hope I’d forgotten?
Seraya Thorne
No. I hoped you'd be... impatient.
She stepped closer, letting her gown slide off one shoulder.
Seraya Thorne
You look like a man in need of relief.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*turned to face her* Relief isn’t what I want. Obedience. That’s what I summoned.
His gaze dropped to the swell of her breasts rising beneath her dress.
Seraya Thorne
*smirking* Then command me, Kaelen. I promise... I obey quiet beautifully.
Kaelen closed the space between them in one silent step. His hand gripped her jaw—not rough, but firm.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*low and firm voice* On your knees. Now.
Seraya Thorne
*smiling as she gets on her knees* Mmm… I do love it when you growl.
She knelt, hands sliding up his thighs, feeling the heat and hardness beneath his trousers.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
You came dressed for seduction. But are you ready to be used?
Seraya Thorne
*licking her lips* Use me, my prince. Use my mouth, my hands, my whole filthy body. I’m yours tonight.
He undid his trousers just enough for her to see how much he wanted her.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*pressing her mouth open with his thumb* Open wider. Don’t tease.
Seraya Thorne
Mmm… I live to tease you… but gods, you’re so hard already.
She moaned as her lips wrapped around him. Her eyes locked with his, full of hunger.
The surrounding was filled with wet, rhythmic suckling. Gasping breath. And His hand tangled in her hair.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*grunting* Just like that. Take me deeper, Seraya. You look perfect with your mouth full of my c*ck.
Seraya Thorne
*puff, panting* You taste like power. I want more… I want all of you inside me.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
You’ll get more. Turn around. Hands on the table.
Seraya Thorne
*breathes heavily* Yes... please. Fill me, Kaelen. Make me yours.
He bent her over the oak table, lifting her dress to her waist. Her ass was round, soft, perfect.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*rubbing her pu**y with his thing* You’re dripping already… were you touching yourself before you came in?
Seraya Thorne
*panting* No. I wanted your hands. Your c*ck. I wanted to beg while you broke me.
He pushed into her slowly. Her breath caught. Then—
Seraya Thorne
_Ahhh—Kaelen, f-fu*k—deeper… harder
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*thrusting* Say it. Say who you belong to.
Seraya Thorne
*screaming in pleasure* You! I’m yours, gods—your whore, your lady, your everything—just don’t stop—
Skin slapping skin. Her hands clawing at the wood. His breath harsh in her ear.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*growling* You’re going to cum for me. Loud. Now.
Seraya Thorne
*crying out* _I—I’m cumming—Kaelen—ahh gods—!
Her body shook, thighs trembling, pleasure crashing through her like lightning.
She collapsed into his arms—sweaty, spent, eyes dazed.
Prince Kaelen Morvin
*softly* You moan like a queen… but I wonder who else you scream for.
Meanwhile, there was a shadow watching this erotic engagement from the dark.
Queen Ravena Morvin
*smiling to herself* Look how he plays with her. So much like his father—drunk on her moans, blind to the blade she hides between her thighs. Let’s see if she’ll scream louder… when she’s under me next.
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