Torn prey

For a few seconds, Ariana was still lying on the bed, resting. Jerome went to the window to pour from the bottle of water from the commode.

"Do you want some too?"

He asked the girl, who just shook her head in response. The man was drinking with a glass. The moonlight shone on his body, the sweat on the elaborate muscles gleaming… the perfect body as if it were even more divine, more desirable. Ariana knew it was their first and last time together. She knelt up slowly, not wanting to hurry… afterall this was the first time this body had experienced this kind of "trauma".

'Either I have a problem and I'm used to hard-core sex specifically… or it was explicitly enjoyable. I wish it had taken longer… Well let's just say, if this was disgust on Jerome's side, I can't imagine how he would be like with someone he loves.'

As she pondered about this, suddenly the man hugged her from behind, gripping her boobd with one arm, his other hand walking to the south. As Jerome bit her neck, Ariana straightened in fright, and her hand caught in the canopy, which she successfully jerked down with the same motion.

The falling veil revealed the wall at the headrest of the bed, which was nothing more than a huge mirror in which she saw herself in the clutches of a predator. Behind her shoulder, the king looked up, but instead of disgust… she saw endless hunger in his eyes.

"Ah!"

Jerome pushed the girl forward, who found herself on all fours again, then pulled her to the weapon which was ready to fight again.

"Ahn…"

The queen moaned, who had not yet recovered from the previous lap. This, of course, did not impress the king, and made him even wilder. He grabbed the girl's side hard and stabbed the hard meat spear in front of him with all his might.

"Uh… ahh… hmm… ah…"

Ariana could no longer hold back her voice, her moans covering the room. As she had the strength she looked up in the mirror, where she saw the king's obsessed face… it was clear that he was enjoying… enjoying sex with her, every part of her body, every single penetration.

"Ahhh!"

It didn't take long for the girl to cum.

Then the king turned her on her back and began kissing her body while he intuded in down with one hand. At first two ... then three fingers.

"Ah .. no… please…"

Ariana felt close to getting cumming again… she tried to unscrew herself from the man's arms but he wouldn't let her.

"Ahh!"

The nectar of satisfaction ran down Jerome's forearm… She began to get tired, but her partner wasn't even close. No, he dipped his royal tail in her until she fainted onto the bed.

By this time the first rays of the sun were illuminating the room. The candles burned to the ground.

The man looked once more at the naked girl's body, covered in traces of his kisses, then dressed without a word and left the room.

Stepping out the door, he saw one of the maids who had just brought fresh water to the queen.

"Your Majesty!"

The young girl bowed in a hurry.

"The queen… needs a hot bath."

The maid bowed, she found it a the strange statement, but the task given should be done.

Jerome walked just a few steps away, when he heard the maid drop the tray and break the pitcher to the ground.

"Our Queen!"

There was a cry from her, as she saw her mistress in what condition her husband had left.

The maids ran into the queen's room to help Ariana.

"I'd rather sleep for now … if it's okay."

She tried to send them away, althoughs she didn't have the strength to look in the mirror, she could read it from the face of the death-scared staff… she was in a terrible state.

"Your Majesty, of course!"

The maids cleaned the girl's body with wet rags, who immediately fell back asleep.