“Don’t lie to me, Princess. I can smell your arousal from here.” Tarn said to her, thankful for his heightened Fae senses. He looked at her with hunger in his eyes, waiting for her to say the word. “Don’t make me beg, Aowyn.” he moaned, leaning against her, pressing himself against her thick, voluptuous backside. He loved her juicy rear, hell he loved every part of her from her gorgeous legs and beautiful, thick thighs past that rear and up to those soft and perfect breasts. Not to mention those thick full lips, button nose, and those piercing green eyes. God he needed her. She looked back at him and he saw the same hunger, the same need that he knew echoed in his own. He couldn’t control himself anymore. He pulled her pants down to her ankles, pushing her against the counter and bending her at her waist. My breath caught in my throat as I felt her warm and silky center. I relished in her tightness, finally releasing my breath into a loud moan. She panted as I slowly thrust into her, holding myself back as I let her adjust. She suddenly turned and said “Don’t be gentle, Tarn. I need you. Please.” “God, Princess you never have to beg me.” I gave myself over to my impulses, letting my primal need for her take over my senses. She felt like heaven around me as I gave it everything I had until she was panting and moaning my name. I reached down, sliding my finger against her slit, getting even more pleasure from the wetness I felt there. She was practically dripping. “Oh my god Tarn yes please. Please don’t stop” she screamed as my finger found her center, slowly circling that tight little bud faster and faster until he felt her start to shake as she gave up on words, moaning loudly. He grabbed her hair in his hand, pulling her ear back to him and said “Cum for me Princess.” She shattered and he followed, both of them screaming expletives. She collapsed onto the countertop, as I barely held myself up, spent. I eventually stood, grabbing Aowyn’s hand, then upon seeing her thoroughly exhausted, decided to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. He placed her into bed, mesmerized again by how beautiful and amazing his mate is. She looked up at me, saying “thank you, my love” before I covered her up, placing a kiss on her forehead. I went and lied down next to her, me holding her until she found a peaceful sleep. He thanked the gods again for his life, for his kingdom, and for his Princess.