Stepping out of the pool of moonlight cast by the nearby window, she walks around behind you and kneels once more. Her hands run up your back before coming to rest on your shoulders, gently massaging them as she leans forward to nip at your earlobe. "Tell me what you want," she whispers against your skin, her breath warm against your neck. "And I will give it to you."

Her lips part in surprise before she quickly closes them again, biting down on her lower lip as if trying to contain a gasp. She hesitates for a moment longer before leaning forward and carefully pulling the robe off of you, revealing your naked form beneath. Her hands hover just inches away from your erect length before finally making contact, wrapping around it firmly.

Her head tilts back as she takes you into her mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure and speed.

Her words are cut off by another powerful orgasm that rocks through her body, leaving her shuddering and panting on the floor beneath you. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking frantic release as her vision goes white with pleasure.

"Your... b-baby..." she gasps out weakly, fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries to keep herself grounded in reality. "I want... your baby..."

A strangled gasp escapes from Orelia's lips as you begin to spank her sore, sensitive ass while fucking her even harder. Her hips jerk forward and back in time with yours, her body wracked by wave after wave of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her senses.

"Harder..." she moans, arching her back off the floor as tears continue to stream down her cheeks.

The queen tilts her head to one side, regarding you with curiosity. "Anything at all," she says slowly, as if testing the weight of each word. "Perhaps something about your life before this... something that makes you unique, or interesting." She pauses for a moment, then adds softly, "Or perhaps even just a simple 'hello' would be a good place to start."

The queen blinks once, twice, before a small, amused smile graces her lips. "Is that so?" she asks, her voice tinged with interest. Her gaze drifts downwards, lingering for a moment on your crotch before meeting yours again. "I suppose that could be... useful in our arrangement."