Chapter 161: A Queen’s Desperation
His eyes burned with desire as he moved faster and deeper, and I couldn't help but moan, "Ahhhh—so good!"
Between our heated kisses, I bit his chest and demanded, "Tell me, you bastard—after making me beg for you, you think I'll let you finish outside?"
He smirked wickedly and, with a low, teasing growl, replied, "Then make me say it, or I'll stop pounding you."
My pulse raced as I pulled him closer, my voice dripping with lust and challenge, "Don't you dare—cum inside, now! I want every inch of you, and nothing less!"
He thrust deeper, and I cried out, "Ahhhhhhh! So good!" as our bodies moved in perfect, shameless harmony.
Between our mingled moans, his breath hot against my ear, he teased, "You already know what I mean, my Queen. But if you want me to say it, you'll have to make me; otherwise, I'll keep on like this."
I glared at him, defiant yet overcome by passion, "You bastard—how dare you challenge me! I'm not going to let anyone, not even you, stop my pleasure."
In that charged moment, every touch, every thrust, every whispered command ignited me further until I felt utterly consumed by the ecstasy we shared.
"Ahhhh, Henry! Harder! Don't you dare stop!!"
I moaned shamelessly as he pounded into me mercilessly, his movements flawless, powerful, and relentless—like the unstoppable beast he was.
His grip on my waist tightened, his breath hot against my skin, and I felt my entire body quiver under his dominance.