Corwin smiled with a hint of triumph. Despite all her dismissive talk, the Queen was not so cold as her words. Beneath her demure demeanor lurked great sexual intensity.
Their marriage had rarely lacked for passion. Even when they quarreled, they could find pleasure in one another's bodies. They might yet go back to quarreling the next day, but always the powerful desire to couple would bring them together again and again.
Blaanid freed his cock, letting it slide between her parted thighs. Her lips parted in a moan as she rubbed his thickness against her pale skin, letting its bulk slide higher and higher. Eventually the girthy shaft brushed against her naked sex. Warm lubrication from her dripping pussy soon coated his throbbing erection.
Corwin busied himself with her breasts. He'd always adored them, though she often thought them inadequate in years past. How now did she feel when they'd swollen to such immensity?
He could see the pulse rate increase by the vein in her elegant neck. Blaanid had such lovely nipples and pregnancy seemed only to enhance that. When his tongue guided the left between his lips, he felt her body begin to tremble.
"Take my cock in your hands," he directed, lifting his mouth from her fat nipple. She'd need both; ever since the soothsayers and medics and charlatans had attempted to enhance their fertility, the King's erections had become far too girthy for her to hold single-handed. "Then put me inside you."
Their marriage had rarely lacked for passion. Even when they quarreled, they could find pleasure in one another's bodies. They might yet go back to quarreling the next day, but always the powerful desire to couple would bring them together again and again.
Blaanid freed his cock, letting it slide between her parted thighs. Her lips parted in a moan as she rubbed his thickness against her pale skin, letting its bulk slide higher and higher. Eventually the girthy shaft brushed against her naked sex. Warm lubrication from her dripping pussy soon coated his throbbing erection.
Corwin busied himself with her breasts. He'd always adored them, though she often thought them inadequate in years past. How now did she feel when they'd swollen to such immensity?
He could see the pulse rate increase by the vein in her elegant neck. Blaanid had such lovely nipples and pregnancy seemed only to enhance that. When his tongue guided the left between his lips, he felt her body begin to tremble.
"Take my cock in your hands," he directed, lifting his mouth from her fat nipple. She'd need both; ever since the soothsayers and medics and charlatans had attempted to enhance their fertility, the King's erections had become far too girthy for her to hold single-handed. "Then put me inside you."