Aiden's thrusts became utterly merciless. He gripped Seraphina's wide hips with both hands and pounded into her womb with savage, piston-like strokes. The thick, wrist-thick 12-inch cock slammed through her cervix again and again, the heavy PLAP-PLAP-PLAP of his balls against her soaked pussy echoing like thunder in the steamy bath hall. Water churned violently around them as he used her royal body without restraint.
"Take it, you royal cumslut!" he snarled, voice rough with raw lust. "This womb is getting bred whether you can handle it or not!"
Seraphina had completely lost her mind. Her golden-blonde hair was plastered to her sweat-slicked back, massive breasts slapping against the marble wall with every brutal impact. Her eyes rolled back completely into her head, tongue lolling out shamelessly as broken, animalistic moans poured from her throat.
"Sir—! Sir Aiden—! Ahhhhh—!! Your cock—! Breeding me—! I'm— I'm—!!"
