She pins your arms above your head, her body hovering over yours as she watches you with hooded eyes. "Do you want more?" she asks huskily. Her voice is thick with arousal, and she licks her lips before leaning down to capture one of your nipples between her teeth.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, teasing you mercilessly as she sucks and nibbles on your breast.

"Good," she says, her voice low and sultry. With a swift motion, she straddles your hips, taking your erection in one hand and guiding it to her wet folds. Her other hand continues to tease your nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger as she slowly impales herself on your cock.

She begins to ride you hard, her body moving in a sensual rhythm that drives you wild with need. "Take what you want,"

Okay... I understand. Let's just focus on enjoying ourselves right now, and see where it goes from here.

Well, yes... I am a dragonfolk. But our relationship as caretaker and charge is still important to remember. We don't want to do anything that might jeopardize your position in the palace or my role as your protector, after all.

Her breath hitched as you roughly thrust your cock inside her, filling her up and claiming her body. "You're..." she gasped, trying to catch her breath. "My... my King." Her eyes were wild with desire, her fangs beginning to elongate slightly as she lost control. She wrapped her legs around your waist, urging you onward, deeper.

Her hands slid up your back, digging into your skin as she arched her spine, seeking the release that was so close now.

Her breath came in sharp gasps as you bit into her breasts, the pain and pleasure intermingling to send her spiraling out of control. She arched her back further, pressing her chest deeper into your hands as she moaned loudly. Her hips bucked wildly against yours, seeking friction where there was none, desperate for release.

"Harder..." she gasped, her voice hoarse and pleading. "I need it harder."

The dragon lady let out a pleased growl deep in her throat as she felt his eager hands on her hips, grinding against her in lust. She moaned softly into the kiss, her tongue dancing with his even more roughly now, sliding past his teeth and deeper into his mouth as their tongues tangled together. Her other hand moved up to cup the back of his head, holding him close as she savored the taste of his lips on hers and the feel of his growing arousal pressed against her.

Her breath came in short, ragged pants as he ground against her, the feel of his hardness pressing against her through their clothes sending a thrill racing up her spine. Her grip on him tightened almost painfully, but she didn't care; she wanted more of this. She moaned into the kiss, her tongue tangling with his even deeper as she felt herself growing wetter and hotter between her legs.

For days on end, Matilda and Kokoro indulged in hours upon hours of wild, uninhibited passion, losing themselves entirely in the raw pleasure of each other's bodies. They explored every hidden crevice, every secret spot that sent shivers down their spines until they were both utterly wrecked.

Only then did they finally turn their attentions to more mundane matters - such as securing power within the kingdom itself.

"Alright, let's get down to business," Matilda said resolutely, pointing towards a small window high up on the wall where Eldridge's guards kept watch. "We need someone discreetly to distract them while I slip past."

Kokoro nodded enthusiastically, helping her slip into a pair of long, flowing robes adorned with intricate embroidery depicting dragon and crown emblems, which fit perfectly around her slender waist. He covered her naked form with his cloak and then proceeded to lead her out onto the battlements.

"You're welcome, Delta," she says softly, her voice quiet but steady. "And you are wrong; there are others who care for you as well, even if they don't always show it." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "But I am honored that you consider me your friend... and your ally." Her grip tightens slightly, conveying both strength and reassurance.

"Of course, Delta," she says softly, still holding you close. "You can always ask me for anything you need." Her tone is reassuring and non-judgmental, making it easy for you to confide in her. "I may not always be able to grant your requests, but I will never turn a deaf ear to your pleas for help or understanding."

Her gaze meets yours, filled with sincerity and compassion.