Once they reached the King’s quarters, Viscar accompanied her inside after knocking.
As usual, King Spenser was reading in front of his table when they stepped in, and he didn’t even bother to glance up at tolive.
We bid you a warm welcome, Your Majesty. Viscar waved his hand and said, “Ella’s here.” He then turned around and went.
Ella bowed and said, “Greetings, My King,” but Spenser said nothing. Ella stood before the King, alone in the chamber, anxiously adjusting the front of her dress.
Spenser eventually responded, “Take off your clothes, Ella; and get on the bed,” making Ella’s eyes practically bulge out of her head. Oh, no…. She gazed at him with a new sort of horror, desperately hoping she hadn’t heard him wrong. But hold on, he really wanted to…. flirt with her or engage in sexual activity with her? Again?
Goodness…
“If I tell you to do anything, Ella, you must do it without question. I hope we can avoid a situation when physical force is necessary. ” the iciness in his words made Ella realize the danger he posed.
She knew that married people did have sexual relations. After removing her clothes, she lay face down on the King’s bed, releasing a faint cry into the cushions as if she were surprised to find that it applied to her.
As her buttocks were thrust skyward, she felt the air from the open window.
She couldn’t believe it was happening again, but the ruffled sound of King Spenser’s garments told Ella that he had finally gotten up from his chair and begun to undress.
King Spenser stripped down to his underwear and made his way to the bed to meet her as her heart began to pound and a new wave of helpless panic gripped her.
He opened the space between her legs and nestled in, noticing that her vagina was still firm and chilly.
He pushed the head of his phalls in with a light grunt, and a cry cut through from Ella’s lips.
She turned her face to the left, where the wall was, and bit her cheeks. Spenser pushed himself in, pulled out to the tip, and went right in again.
He leaned forward, hands on wash side of her waist, and began slamming in and out of her, her buttocks hitting with his thighs since he She heaved a sigh and sighed, crying out, as she continued to experience little discomfort.
What, he was too big? Could it be that she, alone, was the one who felt constricted?
As King Spenser plunged in and out of her slimy hole, the hole still being so tight and warm, caressing and clutching his manhood hard, he felt the heat in him. When he realized how much pressure he was using, he clinched his teeth and stared at his partner’s legs.
“Oh…” Ella jerked her head in the other way. The emotion she felt was one she lacked the words for: bittersweet. The only thing that could be said with certainty was that it was bitterer.
When his flesh contacted hers, she felt a chill go down her spine from his regal aroma and icy presence.
To and forth, her chest pounded the bed till the King reached his peak and released her. When the extremely large organ finally exited her body, she heaved a sigh of relief and uttered a soft gasp. It was a whimpering from her….
King Spenser got out of bed.
He muttered, “You should go,” and then he walked off to his room.
Ella got out of bed, reluctantly picked up her clothing from the floor, and got dressed to face the day. Her breathing was still labored, and she felt soreness between her legs. Sadly, Ella!
She clasped her hand about her chest and cried softly as she walked out of the room.
After a refreshing shower, King Spenser emerged from the bathroom.
He walked up to his table and prepared to sit down, but as he did, he felt that familiar yet unsettling growl: hunger.
The guard came running in when he called out, and he bowed and waited for orders.
“I’m hungry.
The soldier bowed, said, “As you desire, My King,” and scampered away.
King Spenser picked up the book he had been reading before, but he found he was too hungry to read.
To put it more accurately, his bowels had been emptied entirely, and he would die if he didn’t eat right now.
He put down the book and started massaging his jaws till the maids arrived with the food.
When Spenser told them to put it down and go, they complied. He picked up his spoon and began to eat, as he was by himself.
The sweetness of the food was overwhelming, and he found himself gulping it down. Instead of pausing to consider his actions, he ate mindlessly until he had devoured about half of the dinner before exclaiming, “F*”k! He muttered, ”
There was just something peculiar about the woman. Just who was this mysterious woman?
FROM ONE OF THE SEVEN PACKS IN THE DISTANT MOUNTAINS
The Alpha was standing in the empty room at the window, watching his workers at work. A huge amount of lateral air flow entered the room, causing his long hair to flip ever-so-slightly.
The door opened shortly afterwards, and he recognized his gamma at once.
“I come to advise you that everything’s set,” he bowed, standing behind him.
After a brief silence, the Alpha finally spoke.
I wouldn’t want there to be any confusion, so he said curtly, “Are you sure the rogues are set?”
“You can trust me, Alpha, I made sure they are prepared and waiting for tomorrow. ”
“Good, since I want to make sure King Spenser doesn’t make it back home alive after our meeting.”