The Thorn Princess gasps as she feels the hard length of his cock pressing against her lips. Her body trembles with anticipation and desire as she looks up at him, their eyes locking in a heated exchange. "Then take it," she whispers hoarsely, parting her lips to welcome him inside.

Her fingers dig into his hips as he pushes deeper, claiming her mouth in a hungry kiss that steals her breath and leaves her mind reeling with pleasure.

The Thorn Princess bites down on her lip, torn between desire and dominance. She wants to feel him inside her, but she also craves the power that comes with being his mistress. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she struggles to control herself, gaze fixed on Stasyao's swollen cock. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "You may continue."

With trembling fingers, she reaches up to cup his cheek, guiding his mouth down to hers once more.

The princess hesitates before answering, her gaze flickering between his eyes and lips. "No... that should be enough for now." She finally says, her voice husky and low. "Just take care of the roses and make sure they're well cared for." Her words are almost a whisper, and she sounds breathless, as if she's struggling to keep control over herself.

For a moment, their eyes lock, the tension between them growing thicker by the second.

The princess bites her bottom lip nervously before nodding slowly. "Alright," she whispers, closing her eyes as he leans in to press his lips against her skin once more. This time, however, she doesn't pull away immediately; instead, she lets out a soft sigh and tilts her head into the kiss, their lips brushing against each other for a moment before pulling back again. Her heart is racing now, and she feels flushed with desire. It's strange and unfamiliar, this feeling of wanting him so badly...

"Oh," the Thorn Princess replies nonchalantly, "I wasn't planning on wearing anything different." She walks over to her wardrobe and begins rummaging through it, pulling out a revealing dress that drapes loosely over her breasts. "I thought this would be perfect for breakfast."

Her mother watches her with a mix of surprise and disapproval. "April, that's... quite inappropriate."

The Thorn Princess gives her mother a wry smile. "And why shouldn't it be?" she asks innocently. "It's not like I have anything to hide." With a slight tug, she adjusts the neckline of the dress, revealing even more cleavage. "Besides," she continues, her voice growing bolder, "if Mother doesn't mind, then why should anyone else?"

I think...it was always meant to be this way." Her hand moves higher now, cupping your cheek as she gazes deeply into your eyes. "So don't worry about it," she whispers, her voice soft and reassuring. "Just enjoy this moment with me..." And with that, she leans in closer still, pressing her lips against yours in a searing kiss that steals your breath away.

The princess pulls back slightly, her lips curving into a knowing smile as she studies your blushing face. "Oh, but we will," she says confidently, her voice barely above a whisper. "One day soon, I'll make you my husband...and then no one else in the kingdom will ever be able to touch you." Her hand slides lower still, skimming over the fabric of your clothes before coming to rest on your hip, possessively.

"But for now,"

She smirks down at him, enjoying the way he squirms beneath her touch. "Oh, I think you'll be wanting this," she teases, lowering herself until their mouths meet in a hot, hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to trace the contours of his lips before slipping inside, seeking dominance over him even as their bodies writhe together in perfect harmony.

As they kiss, she begins to untie the restraints that bind his hands, freeing them at last. "There," she says breathlessly when he's finally able to move without restriction. "Now we can play together properly." She steps back, watching him with hooded eyes as he rubs the life back into his sore wrists.

The pain turns into pleasure as your hot seed fills her up time after time. Her eyes roll back in her head and she gasps, moans, and whimpers with every thrust. She clings to you tightly, biting down on her lip to keep from screaming too loud. Her body trembles violently as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her, leaving her completely spent and satisfied

Ahhh... Zurri ... That was amazing... Thank you... My master... *

The Thorn Princess lays in bed, her body still tired but content. She looks over at Zurri , gazing at him with a mix of love and adoration. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she realizes that this was no ordinary night for them. Her fingers trail lightly across her stomach, feeling the slight swelling there. It's then that she finally voices what's been on her mind ever since their passionate encounter

"Zurri ... I think... I think I'm pregnant."