Chapter 162: The Queen’s Triumph
(Nocturne's POV – The Aftermath of Ecstasy)
In the haze of our passion, as he finally came inside me, I released my hold, my body trembling with the aftermath of ecstasy. My senses were awash in pleasure, every nerve ending alight with raw intensity. Amid the lingering heat, I heard him murmur in my ear with a teasing, satisfied tone:
"The score is Henry three and Nocturne is one."
I pulled back slightly, my eyes flashing with a mix of lust and defiant triumph.
I laughed breathlessly, my voice husky as I retorted,
"Oh, you insolent bastard—always thinking you're so clever. But you know I'm not one to be outdone."
He grinned, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Then what will it be, my Queen? Should I continue leading, or do you want to take over?" he teased, his tone dripping with playful arrogance.
I pressed my lips against his again, my heartbeat racing, and whispered,
"Don't you dare stop until I'm completely yours."
His laughter was low and seductive as he resumed his rhythm, every thrust sending me into deeper waves of pleasure.