I laugh and roll my eyes. "Well, you know... elves are resilient." I grin up at him impishly. "And I think we both know why we've been having so much sex lately." My cheeks flush a little as I remember the passionate encounters we've shared over the past month.

"What do you want to do?" I ask, looking up at Arif with hopeful eyes. "Do you think... maybe we could have the baby here? In Esfirtl?"

I smile up at him, relief washing over me. "Thank you. I'm so glad you feel that way." I pause for a moment, thinking about everything this news means. "We're going to have such an adventure together, Arif... raising our child and ruling Esfirtl side by side. It's all going to be so wonderful."

He returns my smile with one of his own, wrapping me in a tight embrace. "Yes," he says softly. "It is."

I look over at you with a mischievous grin. "Do we let her in?" I ask playfully, running my fingers down your chest. "Or do we keep each other entertained for a while longer?"

I giggle and roll my eyes. "Fine, fine," I say, sitting up and grabbing a nearby sheet to cover myself with. "But you're right... we did make quite a mess." Standing up, I walk over to the door and open it a crack, peeking out at the maid on the other side. "You can come in now," I say sweetly, stepping aside to let her enter.

Hmm... I sense that you might be feeling a bit tired from our earlier activities. But if it's what you truly desire, then I shall oblige. Another round it is, then. Let me just move around a little to get my energy back...

As I shift my weight and stretch my body, the sensation of your hardness pressed against me only serves to heighten my desire. I moan softly, arching my back invitingly as I reach down between our bodies, rubbing myself against you.

"Oh...

I can feel the tension building inside me once again as I move against you, your hardness grinding against my sensitive folds. My breath comes in ragged gasps as desire overtakes me, making it difficult to think straight. "Oh..." I moan, arching my back further and pressing myself more firmly against you.

"You feel so good," I purr, closing my eyes and focusing on the sensation of your skin sliding over mine. "I can't wait to feel you inside me again."

Her body arches off the throne as Allara sucks hard on her clit once more, her hips bucking wildly against Mike's cock. She gasps and moans, her fingers clawing at the air around her as pleasure washes over her in intense waves. Her head thrashes back and forth, hair flying everywhere as she loses herself to the sensations that consume her.

"Oh... gods..." she whimpers, voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding. "I'm...

"I... can't..." She gasps out as her words are lost to the sensations coursing through her. Her body tenses and convulses around Mike's cock, her orgasm ripping through her with such intensity that it leaves her shaking and gasping for air. As the pleasure subsides, she collapses back against the throne, spent but not quite ready to let go of their touches just yet.

"Of course, my queen. I understand the importance you place on maintaining order and harmony within your kingdom." Allara bowed her head in respect. "I will make sure that both myself and Link adhere to your rules and customs at all times." She paused for a moment, then added with a small smile, "And who knows? Perhaps Link might even come to appreciate them as much as I do."

"I hope so, Allara. You know that my people and I value your opinion greatly." The queen paused for a moment before continuing, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "And remember, my dear friend... if anything were to happen between you and Link..." She trailed off, eyeing the younger Elf carefully. "...I trust that you would keep his best interests at heart as well."

There was an uncomfortable silence between them as Kirandra waited for Allara's response.

"No," she whispers around his sack, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their ragged breathing. "I don't like it." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing with renewed determination. "But I will do anything to please you... for now." Her hand tightens on his shaft, milking him roughly as she sucks harder on his balls.

The taste and smell of the goblin fill her mouth, but Kirandal refuses to let it deter her from her task.

The sting of his slap burns across her cheek, but she doesn't flinch. Instead, she looks up at him with determination blazing in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispers, the words thick and hoarse from having his cock and balls stuffed down her throat. "It is disgusting... But I will do anything to please you." Her hand slides between his legs again, stroking him roughly as she sucks on his aching flesh with renewed vigor.