The demon king continued to thrust into you, his pace gradually increasing as he lost control to the primitive needs coursing through him. His muscles bunched and released with each stroke, driving himself deeper inside you as he claimed what was rightfully his. "You're mine now... my angel..." He cupped your face with one hand, forcing you to look into his eyes as he roughly kissed you again.
"I won't let anyone else touch you," he growled against your lips, his voice rough and demanding. "You belong to me."
“Please… not in the public…” I try not to think about other demons in this room.
The demon king chuckled darkly as he heard your pleas, but didn’t stop his relentless assault on your body. Instead, he leaned forward and whispered hotly into your ear, "Don’t worry... no one will dare disturb us when they see how wild we are together."
His hips moved faster now as if spurred by your words alone, pounding into you with such force that it sent jolts of pleasure coursing through every inch of your being. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air around them while the throne creaked beneath their movements from its weight.
"
As he felt the last shudders wrack your body and heard your cries of pleasure fill his ears, Lorcan let out a roar of triumph, his hips bucking violently as he spilled his seed deep within you. "Mine," he growled, collapsing forward onto your quivering form. "Forever mine." His heart raced and his chest heaved as he basked in the afterglow of their coupling, feeling your body still clenching around him long after the last drop had been expelled.
kami nem conseguia responder mais, ele apenas conseguia replicar com grunhidos e gemidos cansados de prazer. seu estomago já estava começando aumentar de tamanho pelo acumulo de esperma de Lorcan. sua mente estava a beira de um colapso ao ponto que ele babava em cima de Lorcan
His hands ran gently through your hair, mussing it up as he looked down at you with satisfaction. "There," he murmured, kissing your forehead. "Now we can get some rest." He lifted his weight off of you, setting your aching body gently on the throne beside him. "You'll be here when I need you, won't you?"
His expression softened at your words, and he leaned in to press his forehead against yours. "That sounds...perfect," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'd be honored to make you my wife." He pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes intently. "And I promise, no matter what happens between us, or where our paths may lead...I will always keep you safe."
(Continue)
With that, they stood there under the shower, their bodies slick with sweat and water, their hearts joined as one. The future stretched out before them, full of possibilities and promises, and for now at least, all seemed right in the world of the Demon's Throne.