"Make me come. Your Queen orders you to."
My lips pull to the side as I renew my efforts. I fuck her ruthlessly, and she absorbs every brutal stroke.
Slipping my hand between our bodies, I find her clit again and work it intently. Arden's head falls back as I pound her into the grass. We slide through the dewy blades. Green mush covers our skin along with streaks of dirt.
We'll bathe later, I have a Queen to satisfy.
"Do you like my cock, Queenie? Like the way it makes you feel. There was no need to fear it."
"I love it," she grits between her teeth. "I need it. Need you to fuck me every day, Finn. Forever."
Her confession makes pleasure race down my spine.
"You better mean that, Queenie. Every day means every day. No matter what."
"I mean it." Her eyes glow. "I command you to."
I snap my sharp teeth at her ankles before pulling out of her completely.
Arden screams as she searches for my cock. Rolling onto my back, I hold her aloft as I position myself beneath her.
"It's deeper like this." I lick one of her delicate wings. "And I can play with your tight ass at the same time."
Arden groans as she lowers onto my length. Facing away from me, her hands fall to my chest as she leverages herself up and down. Ever the capable Queen, she needs no guidance on how to ride me. Her rhythm is halting at first, but she soon learns her pace.
Her breasts bounce and her ass jiggles each time it lands on my stomach. Her small hands fall to my knees as she grinds herself back and forth, chasing her pleasure. I spread her cheeks apart and find her unused hole. Sucking my finger into my mouth, I get it wet before teasing her tight entrance.
"Finn," she chokes. "I—it's too much—it's?—"
"Let your servant give you what you need, Queenie."
My finger pushes into her ass as she fucks herself on my cock. I'm mesmerized as it disappears into her tightness. She works me over and over again. Her moans are broken and echo around the clearing. A few animals watch us from a distance, but none venture close.
Their Queen is occupied at the moment.
I fuck her ass slowly at first, then match it in time with her rhythm. I lift my hips. My cock butts up against a spot inside her that makes her howl with pleasure. I seize the moment and slip a second finger into her.
Arden moans loudly.
"Spirits, I feel so full I could burst. It's perfect. I'm going to—fuck, Finn—I'm?—"
"Come on, my cock, Queenie. Let me flood you with my seed."
"Yes,yes, fill me. Please. I need it."
Reaching around, I rub her clit, and she erupts.
Arden sinks down on me with a scream. Her muscles clench around my cock, and my hips leave the grass. Flames lick up my spine and boil my blood. My muscles tighten only to release as I bellow her name.
Seed spews from the tip of my cock into her waiting depths. It quickly floods her little pussy and squelches out of her in a sticky stream.
I pull my fingers from her ass. Slipping my hand around to her front, I massage her breasts as she continues to jerk atop me.Arden works her hips until her shivers of pleasure subside. Once I'm assured she's fully spent, I pull out of her perfect tightness.
My cock is covered in our mingling releases.
Rotating Arden, I pull her into my chest and stare down at her lovely face. My seed coats her soft thighs. A pink curl clings to her sweaty temple. Her breasts rise and fall as she breathes deeply.
Freshly-fucked Arden is lovelier than at our wedding or when she was covered in my seed. An impossible feat and yet no less true.
