Lord of the realm

And she did, her body convulsing around him as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

Jaenor followed soon after, his release spilling into her with a guttural groan.

They collapsed onto the wood crate, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths coming in harsh gasps.

Saphyra's fingers traced lazy patterns on his chest as she turned to him with a satisfied smile. "Not bad for a human," she teased.

Jaenor smirked, pulling her closer. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Queen."

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The storage room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of salt and the musk of their arousal. She backed him against a wooden crate, her hips pressing into his, feeling the hardness of him straining against his trousers. "No one can hear us. No one can stop us."

Jaenor's breath hitched; all he knew was that he wanted her.

Needed to fuck her hard. His hands reached for her waist, his fingers digging into the soft curves of her hips.

Saphyra's hands were everywhere, exploring his body with a hunger that left him gasping.

Her nails scratched lightly over his chest before moving lower, then she moved them onto his erect cock, her fingers wrapping around his length, stroking him slowly.

"Look at you," she cooed, her eyes blazing with desire.

She dropped to her knees, her lips brushing against the tip of him before taking him into her mouth.

Jaenor's knees nearly buckled at the sensation. Her mouth was hot and wet, her tongue swirling around him as she sucked him deeper. He tangled his fingers in her hair, holding on as if he might drown in the pleasure she was giving him.

She hummed around him, the vibrations sending jolts of ecstasy through his body.

But she didn't let him finish.

Not yet.

Saphyra pulled away with a wet pop, her smile dripping with mischief.

"Not like this," she said, standing and pressing her body against his.

She turned him around, pushing him onto the crate.

She climbed onto his lap, straddling him with a confidence that made his head spin. Her hands gripped his shoulders as she lowered herself onto him, inch by agonizing inch.

Jaenor groaned, his hands gripping her hips as she took all of him. She was tight and wet, her body clenching around him in a way that made him see stars. She leaned forward, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss as she began to move.

Her hips rolled against his, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. She moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled by the barrier she had created around them. Jaenor could feel every inch of her heat, every pulse of her muscles as she rode him with a ferocity that left him gasping.

"Yes," she hissed, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Fuck me harder."

His hands gripping her ass and lifting her slightly before slamming her back down onto him. The sound of skin against skin echoed in the small room, mingling with their ragged breaths and muffled moans. Saphyra's head fell back, her hair cascading down her back as she moved faster, her body trembling with pleasure.

Jaenor could feel himself losing control, the pressure building inside him with every thrust. Saphyra seemed to sense it too, leaning forward again to whisper in his ear. "Come for me, Jaenor," she commanded, her voice a velvet caress.

"Fill me up."

Her words were all it took.

With a guttural groan, he spilled into her, every muscle in his body tensing as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over him.

Jaenor's lips curved into a wicked smile with satisfaction as he stared at her. She was on top of him, fully spent; her body was fully drenched in sweat and tired.

"Done already?" Jaenor said.

She moved slightly back to see him grinning at her.

Then, with a simple motion, he pulled her down to the floor, moving on top of her.

The wooden planks were rough beneath them, but neither cared—their bodies were too consumed by hunger.

"I am gonna fuck you so hard that you will remember this night forever."

He positioned himself between her thighs, his cock hard and throbbing as it brushed against her wetness. She arched her back, offering herself to him, and he couldn't resist. In one fluid motion, he pushed inside her, the tight, velvety warmth enveloping him completely.

A gasp escaped Saphyra's lips as she clawed at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. "Yes," she hissed, her hips rising to meet his. "Harder."

Jaenor obeyed, his thrusts growing more urgent, more desperate. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, muffled only by the barrier Saphyra had cast around them. Her legs climbed higher, wrapping tightly around his shoulders, forcing him deeper with every stroke.

She moaned softly, her head tipping back as pleasure rippled through her. "You're mine," she whispered, her voice a seductive lull. "All mine."

Jaenor groaned, his muscles tensing as he drove into her again and again. Her words fueled his desire, awakening something primal within him. He wanted to please her, to dominate her, to lose himself in her completely. His hands gripped her hips, lifting her slightly as he pounded into her with renewed intensity.

Saphyra's breaths came in sharp gasps, her body trembling beneath him. "Don't stop," she begged, her voice breaking. "Don't ever stop."

But Jaenor couldn't last forever.

The pressure built inside him, threatening to burst.

With a guttural groan, he spilled into her, his body shuddering with the force of his release. Saphyra tightened around him, milking every drop as waves of ecstasy crashed over them both.

For a moment, they lay there, their bodies tangled together, sweat glistening on their skin. Then Saphyra smirked, her fingers trailing down Jaenor's chest. "Again," she demanded, her voice low and husky.

Before he could protest, she flipped onto her hands and knees, her ass arched invitingly. Jaenor's cock twitched at the sight, still slick from their previous encounter. Without hesitation, he positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her once more.

Saphyra moaned loudly, the sound muffled by the barrier. Her fingers dug into the crates beneath them as he fucked her doggy style, each stroke driving her closer to the edge. She could feel every inch of him, filling her completely, stretching her in the most delicious way.

"Yes, yes, YES!" she cried out, her body quivering with pleasure. "Just like that!"

Jaenor's pace quickened, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel her tightening around him, her moans growing more desperate. It was intoxicating, the way she surrendered to him, the way she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

When she finally came, her body convulsing around him, Jaenor couldn't hold back any longer. With a final thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his vision blurring as pleasure overtook him.