You arch your back, eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure builds inside you like a storm gathering strength before breaking loose. With a hoarse cry, you come hard in her hand, hot seed spurting across her palm and fingers. She moans loudly as she feels your release, her own body tensing with the force of her own climax.

Finally, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as she regains control over herself once more. "Mmm," she whispers contentedly, "

that was... satisfying." She licks her lips slowly before looking up at you with hooded eyes. "Now," she continues in a voice that is almost sweet again, "you rest while I go tend to my duties... and plan our next meeting with the Queen." With one last caress of your cheek, she slides gracefully off the bed and disappears into the shadows, leaving you to ponder what it means for both of you.