Page 23 of The Princess and The Warrior

Her silky tunnel was twitching around me already. Releasing her breasts, I slipped my hand under her skirts to grab her rear, bucking up into her heat like a wild animal.

Althea’s head perked up, then ducked down to bring her mouth to my ear. “People are walking by on the path,” she breathed.

We were both far too aroused to even consider stopping. Muffling her moans, I kissed her hard, her mouth welcoming my tongue as we molded together.

A man and a woman chatted merrily as they walked by, so close that I could hear the slight click of the woman’s shoes against the cobblestones.

My sweet Princess froze, unmoving, with my length embedded in her softness. The strangers passed by at a leisurely pace, while I pulsed deep in her wet tunnel.

I waited until I could no longer hear the swish of the woman’s skirts. Gripping Althea harder, I drove up into her, feeling her grinding against me with raw need.

“It’s too hard to be quiet,” she breathed.

“Silence, my beautiful wife,” I murmured. “Imagine the scandal if the Princess of the realm was caught with her ruffian of a

husband inside her.”

Her eyes blazed as she gripped my shoulders, rocking against me even faster. “Naughty,” she whispered, but she made no move to stop or slow down.

“You love it,” I said, listening carefully as the voices faded away.

Pulling her hands behind her back, I held both wrists in one hand, capturing her. She sat up straighter, arching her back to thrust her bare breasts out proudly.

“I could tell you enjoyed being tied to the post during our wedding ceremony,” I rasped.

“That is scarcely ladylike,” she whispered, moaning shamelessly as she rocked up and down.

Bringing my thumb to her tiny sensitive nub, I ground quick and deep, needing to hear her squeals before I could release.

“Let me hear you, my beautiful,” I murmured. “Let me feel your sweet little body squeeze me tight.”

Althea gasped as I felt her juices gushing inside her, clenching me as we took each other more roughly than ever before. Unable to be gentle, I pounded against her flesh, ramming myself roughly as she bounced upon me.

“Yes, yes… Trax, I love you,” she practically screamed, breasts bouncing wildly in the leaf filtered sunlight as she reached her climax. My flushed, breathless angel, the mother of my child.

Watching my lovely wife lose herself completely made my balls clench, my hot seed bursting like a geyser inside her as I roared with satisfaction. Releasing her hands, she collapsed on top of me as we kissed sweetly, gently.

Finally, she pushed herself up a bit. “Trax, you know how I’m always mentioning what is appropriate and inappropriate with royal protocol?”

“Yes.”

“That was incredibly inappropriate. We should both be terribly ashamed of ourselves.” Her admonishment carried no weight since she was grinning from ear to ear.

“You’re right, your highness. I’ll be careful not to accidentally allow my cock to sink into your hot little–”

“Trax!” She laughed, silencing me with a kiss before we scrambled to our feet.

After helping her up and looking around to make sure nobody was nearby, I circled her carefully, brushing any stray leaves and dust from her dress very, very thoroughly.

“You’re going to get me riled up again,” Althea laughed.

“Good,” I said, clasping her hand and leading her out to the path. “Now, let’s get you some bread and cheese so that you have the energy to come to bed with me.”

“Mmm, yes, your highness,” she murmured, clasping my hand as we strolled toward the castle.

EPILOGUE

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