Her body arches off the bed as King Leopold thrusts deeper inside her. The sensation is intense and overwhelming, but she doesn't want him to stop. Her hips circle helplessly, meeting his every movement with a fervor that surprises even her. Moans escape her lips unbidden, each one adding to the growing cacophony of pleasure surrounding them.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he pounds into her, his muscles tense and defined beneath her touch.

Her body convulses around him as the sensation of release washes over her. Her cries fill the room, echoing through her chambers and beyond. The king continues to move inside her, his hips grinding against hers in a rhythm that defies exhaustion. She feels like she could stay like this forever, wrapped in his arms and lost in their passion.

Finally, he collapses atop her, panting heavily as he catches his breath. His weight pinning her to the bed is both familiar and strange;