[Music Recommendation: A House In Nebraska ~ Ethel Cain]

Oriana gasped when Adric pushed her over the table; there was something about it that made her stomach churn desperately in need.

Adric stood behind her, looking at his woman, his eyes roaming all over her body. "The dress looks beautiful on you," he muttered, his fingers tracing down Oriana’s back until he got to her womanly curves. Adric squeezed them gently before he spanked her, causing Oriana to let out a small cry.

"Since you wanted me to pay to have you, I should probably treat you that way. Yes?" Adric’s voice had something edgy in it that made Oriana unsure of how to reply.

She always had something to say and was ready to argue, forgetting the type of person Adric was for a moment.

"T-hat I-" Oriana stuttered, trying to form words while keeping her mind away from what Adric was saying at the moment. She didn’t know when it went from love talks to being bent over the table.

Adric moved his head to the side. "Why? Cat got your tongue? Feel free to talk, you were saying earlier?" As he spoke, Adric slowly removed the peach band on Oriana’s waist and brought it close to her face.

"It’s going to get a little dark soon, but don’t worry, your King is here," Adric whispered in her ear.

Oriana shuddered. She raised her face to see what Adric was talking about, but the last thing she saw was a smirk on his face before her eyes were blindfolded.

"W-hy?" Oriana asked, trying to stand up. "I can’t see anything."

Adric patted her hair gently. "You don’t have to. Now listen: when one sense is down, all others become very alert. I want you to use your other senses to see. Now stay calm, breathe in and out."

Oriana inhaled deeply, following Adric’s instruction, then she exhaled. And then she did it again until she was calm.

"Tell me, what do you sense?" Adric asked, moving away from her while watching her closely.

Oriana looked around when she didn’t feel Adric’s presence beside her anymore. "I-I feel um...cold...and there’s a sound, it’s a bird—no, no, a cricket...and now," she inhaled deeply, "it smells like curry, but that’s what the outside of the inn smells like."

Adric nodded. "You’re doing so well." He came closer to her and touched her shoulder gently before leaning closer to kiss her longingly. After he had kissed her bare shoulders, Adric slowly raised Oriana’s gown up until her back was bare to him.

"Spread your legs for me," his voice was still calm, and Oriana obeyed.

Oriana’s heart pounded very fast. She wanted to see what Adric wanted to do, and the curiosity was killing her. When she felt Adric’s hands run down her thighs, she sucked in air, enjoying how rough his hands raked on her bare skin.

Adric noticed the goosebumps on the girl’s skin. He smiled, moving up to her feminine curves and spanking her again.

"Ah!" Oriana gasped, trying to close her legs as she felt something threatening to slip down, but Adric held her leg in place.

Adric’s hand moved closer to her core, and without warning, he dipped his finger into her wet core. Before a moan could escape Oriana’s fragile lips, he spanked her again.

Oriana felt her toes curl when the harsh sound of Adric’s palm filled her ears. It was hard for her to concentrate; there was something about the spanks on her globes and Adric’s fingers inside of her with her eyes blindfolded. It was as if her feelings were heightened to their peak because she could feel everything now times two.

Adric moved his finger deep, then out slowly, making sure Oriana felt every movement. And when she wasn’t expecting it, he spanked her again, keeping his fingers inside of her.

Oriana raised her face. "P-please," she cried, squeezing her hands together.

"Please what?" Adric asked, taking his fingers deeper until he was sure he got to Oriana’s sweet spot.

Oriana gulped. "I—" That was the only word she could make because before she could say anything else, she felt something even bigger filling her up.

"You wanted this?" Adric asked, and with one thrust, he pushed himself inside of Oriana’s tight, wet sex. He held Oriana’s waist closely, pulling her close to him while he thrust himself deeper inside of her.

Oriana pressed her lips, trying to stop herself from screaming. The raw feeling of having Adric inside of her felt different with her eyes closed.

Adric increased his pace when he felt like he was getting to his climax, but he let it last longer, giving Oriana room to reach her release. Without pulling away from her, he stayed inside of her until they both found release.

Then slowly, he pulled away, helping Oriana to stand as her legs wobbled when she tried to.

"I’m here," Adric said, holding Oriana’s waist firmly. He removed the blindfold from Oriana’s eyes and removed her gown entirely, letting it pool on the floor before he carried her to the bed.

Adric discarded his own clothes too, joining her on the bed. He moved the pillow behind Oriana’s head to prop it up. Then he placed himself between her legs.

"Ready?" Adric asked, teasing Oriana by rubbing himself on her slippery entrance.

Oriana nodded gently, and when she felt the thrust, her hands moved on their own, digging into Adric’s back, with her legs wrapping around him just so she could give him room to fill her up completely.

Adric moved slowly at first, bringing his face closer to kiss Oriana’s lips, making her moans inaudible. Before he increased his pace, his free hand was on her breast as he fondled it, making sure to please her in every possible way.

And in no time, Oriana was let down from her high, shivering from being pleasured without letting go of Adric’s neck.

Adric kissed Oriana’s forehead, reaching his peak. He used the bed cover to cover their nakedness before laying beside her, rubbing her hair gently like she was the most precious jewel he’d ever seen.

Oriana snuggled in closer, holding Adric as both their bodies sang in pleasure.

"About the war, we might be leaving before the next full moon," Adric spoke calmly, as he stroked Oriana’s hair.

Oriana raised her head. "That soon? I thought something would be done about it and there wouldn’t be any war..." Her voice trailed off.

Adric sighed. He was worried about it too. In the past, he wouldn’t hesitate to fight for his kingdom. But now, things were just different. He didn’t want to leave Oriana behind, knowing how greedy his stepmother was, especially when it comes to the throne.

"We will try to propose a treaty tomorrow, and if it doesn’t work, then the war will be inevitable."

Oriana bit her lip. "I don’t want it to happen."

"Nobody does," Adric replied. He knew that once he left for war, they would try everything to push Oriana out of the palace. And he needed to prepare for the worst, telling her anything inside the palace wasn’t a good idea.

"And that is why I want you to listen closely to what I’m about to tell you..." Adric’s voice trailed off in the dark night.