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breaks. Where her eyes were full of lust and wanting before, they reflected the dancing flames of the fireplace that crackled and burst with untameable heat and desire, now.
    “I want you inside me.” Was all she could whisper, hoarse and desperate to have him. Mikhael only chuckled softly, his hand wandering down to grab and squeeze on her breast roughly, wringing a sharp gasp of a moan from her as he nuzzled in against her cheek, his lips squeezing on her neck as his hard crotch smothered and grinded her bare sex. The near animalistic act made the Princess buck and bow her back up against him with a loud, long moan of tortured delight as his teeth nipped and sunk into her neck.
    “Nghaah! Goddess damn it Mikhael, fuck me already or I’ll go mad, ooh…” The Princess whined, a tone and words that would set the kingdom alight with scandal should they ever be heard outside the most private of moments. Her sex and the front of his briefs were practically soaked with her arousal, the heady scent of desire filling the room to mingle with the natural scents of the fireplace and wilderness. Each time Mikhael grabbed, pinched and teased at the Princess’ breasts or suckled on the sweet curve of her neck, she quivered and tensed hopelessly in his grasp.
    “Mmnh, want it that badly, huh? Not very ladylike at all for the kingdom’s Princess.” Mikhael whispered through sharp grunts and firm presses against her body, kissing and nuzzling in on her neck as she practically whined.
    “Haah! Damn it, I don’t care. I can still have you executed, Mikhael Kinstad.” Was her response, sharp and hot with lust. It lacked any heat of a threat, and only made the both of them laugh into the next hungry kiss to smother it out.
    “Well, as Her Majesty wishes.” Mikhael intoned on breaking the kiss, his tone a mix of respectful obedience and sultry passion, knowing the woman under him wanted to feel like anything but the Royal Heir right now. That meant a little untangling first, forcing the Huntsman to unbind his hands from her body and push himself up, reluctantly pulling out from her intimate grasp as she in kind fought with letting his warmth slip away.
    Watching him pull away to stand, Katalyne licked her lips and spread her legs out, moving her hands to occupy and distract the lack of his presence on her. Squeezing at a breast and covering her sex, the princess rubbed and grinded her fingers down over her damp mounds enticingly. Merely seeing the rigid bulge in his briefs made her almost want to jump on him in her lust, yet she only rubbed harder and gave a needy moan as she sunk her fingers into the giving breast flesh and rubbed at her slickened mound harder and faster.
    Little sparks of pleasure danced in the Princess’ stomach as she watched those briefs pushed down, slowly revealing his impressive shaft to her bright eyes. Even laid out on her back, Katalyne could appreciate every vein of the throbbing meat as it sprung free to bob and stand imposingly erect before her. Her breath was drawing faster as she stared at Mikhael’s hard cock, as bold and tick as every other part of him. It was exactly what she had wanted.
    “Mm h, come here, Princess.” Mikhael instructed as he kicked his underwear away to stand naked over her. Reaching down, the man simply grabbed her wrist, pulling it from her breast to yank her up. Katalyne squeaked and gasped in surprise, but quickly understood as her hand was placed on the pulsing warmth of that thick shaft.
    Her demure fingers only barely locked around the base of it, and as her breath caught from the sight, her head filled with the powerful scent of her man. To be this close to his rigid cock, Katalyne could almost taste his cum already. The sensation made her dizzy, but the hand on the back of her head guided her steadily towards the tip. She knew what that meant, and the only thing she wanted more was to have him between her legs, slamming into her hips with each brutal