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My eyes are closed as orgasm number two builds.

While my legs are wrapped around Kai’s head, I feel his body twitching. It’s not a slight shake… the motions are bigger, threatening to knock my ankles from their locked position behind his head.

I look down to see what’s going on.

I gape at the scene before me.

He’s jacking himself off while he eats me out. With his face buried between my thighs, he’s furiously pumping his cock.

It’s so hot.

I come on the spot.

Kai

Ijust defiled a queen. I’ve never been prouder of myself.

I made her come so many times. Four, to be exact.

And she’s not the only one who’s had multiple orgasms. I’ve gotten off just as much as she has. My cock can’t seem to get enough.

Even now, as my tip drips with the remaining evidence of the load I just blew onto the floor, my erection isn’t waning.

Breathing hard with my eyes closed, I rest the side of my head against Ro’s stomach.

I’m kneeling in front of her as if she’s a deity I’m worshipping, but she’s not an immortal god. She’s a human, and I’m reminded of that fact by her frantically beating heart. The fast rhythm matches my own, and I can’t remember the last time my pulse raced like this.

Her soft hands come up to languidly sift through my hair, and it’s a tender moment, but when her fingers run over my shoulders, I’m reminded of how different I look right now.

I don’t know how long I have before my scars return, and I’m dreading it.

I push the thought away.

We’re supposed to be enjoying the present.

But… I think we enjoyed ourselves a little too much.

We’ve been irresponsible. Absolutely reckless. Because while I’ve had my mouth on Ro’s pussy, the entire castle could’ve come caving down and I probably wouldn’t have noticed until it was too late.

“How long do you think we’ve been in this bathroom?” I ask.

“I have no idea.” Her response is wobbly, and I glance up.

Wet streaks shine on her cheeks.

I frown. “You’re crying.”

“I am?” She looks confused as she dabs at her damp face.

Immediately, I go into protective mode. Even if the person I have to protect her from is myself, I’ll do it without hesitation.

I quickly wrap the towel around her, and I sit back on my heels. “Have I hurt you? Offended you? I will atone. Tell me what I’ve done, and I’ll find a way to punish myself.”

Surprisingly, she lets out a giggle. At first, I can tell she’s trying to stifle it, but her urge to laugh wins, and she ends up clutching her stomach while the happy sounds bubble up from her like a pot that’s boiling over.

“You’re so serious.” She giggles some more.

“Because you’re crying.” I frown harder.

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