Page 44 of Many Ruined Vows on a Forbidden Frolic

“Please what, Princess?”

There’s a stubborn exasperation in her growl. “Unhand me, so I can feel your thick centaur cock inside me.”

Without warning, my cock slips from its sheath, bobbing heavily toward the pollen-coated ground, summoned by her sweet voice acknowledging its existence.

“What a naughty tongue you have, little mouse.” I circle her hole with the tip of my finger, then slip inside, curving to caress her gland.

“Oohh—do as I say, vile crea—uunf,” she grits out, her commanding tone trying and failing to overpower her pleasure.

I ignore her pleas, instead fitting a second finger inside her. I don’t trust myself to maintain the restraint necessary to train her pussy to take me, especially if she keeps begging for my cock so sweetly.

“Obey this instant,” she whimpers. “I’m your princess!”

Content that she can at least accept my wide tip if nothing further, I acquiesce, gently lowering her onto the smooth stump. There will be plenty of time to train her in the centuries to come, whether she joins me on my travels or awaits me in Svitaeryl, which is a dilemma I’ll hammer out later.

Princess Loreleivnna peers up at me, her gaze roving over my body. It lands on my undercarriage, a wisp of disappointment fleeting over her features that she cannot see all of me from this angle.

With a chuckle, I rear my front hooves onto the platform, caging her in, providing my lusty petal with an unobstructed view of my heavy, leaking cock.

“Fuck my petals,” she says on a gusty exhale.

She licks her lips, resurrecting my imaginings of her swallowing my slick, filling her belly with load after load until she’s so full she falls asleep on my flank as her body digests the nutrients needed for breastfeeding a foal.

A glob of precum droops at my tip, releasing with a thick splat on the ground.

“Remove your dress, Your Highness.” Badly as I wish to have her lips wrap around my cock, to feel her tongue tease my slit, my willpower wanes. I must be inside her. “Let me see you.”

Stray flecks of pollen float around her like sparkling embers as she disrobes. Her dress crumples to the ground like an autumn leaf, and she lies back, spreading her legs in invitation.

“So beautiful,” I breathe.

My gaze trails over her soft green skin, where sweat beads glisten like drops of verdelite. Adrenaline colors her areolas as richly amaranth as the blush on her cheeks. The burgundy curls between her legs glisten with desire that spills onto her thighs and the tree stump beneath. Under hooded eyelids, the ring around her pupil swells.

I shake my head. She is a work of art, a masterpiece of the creators. The softness of her body and the complexities buried beneath are nothing short of a miracle. “I rage against my past self for wasting precious time.”

Her smile undoes me. “We’re here now.”

“Yes.” It’s a consolation, but guilt still weighs heavily. “I’ll spend my days proving you were right to wait for me.”

“For the record,” she starts, her hand trailing up and down her sides until they land on her breasts, cupping them. I adore this version of her, free and confident under the influence of love, lust, and moondust. “I don’t regret a moment, since it has brought us together at last.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

Loreleivnna

Blooming roses. It’s not my first time seeing Pikr’s cock, but seeing it in this position fills me with longing and concern. My toy certainly never grew to its intimidating length, and though the entire appendage glistens with slick, I fear it won’t be enough.

“Will it…will it fit?” I ask after a long, heated silence.

“Not all of it,” Pikr admits.

I hesitate. Will it still feel good for him, if not all of it fits? Will it be enough? Will I be enough?

His cock flexes, drawing my gaze to another glob of slick breaking from the tip in a long string. The hole in his broad tip contracts, more precum already beading in its place.

“Wilt not. We’ll work on it.” His smile is soft and patient, soothing my fears. “We’ll make it fit, over and over, until you can take all of me. As with anything, all it will take is practice.”

“O-okay.”