Somehow she came back to herself, her panting edging off into more regulated breathing, her glow almost faded from her skin. He was still inside her though, still above her and eyes that showed just how far he had pushed her fixed on his when her lashed parted to gaze up at him. The silence seemed to hold them in its gentle embrace and she gave him a slight smile, one that spoke of her utter satisfaction and the spent state of her body. The way he looked at her would have made her shiver, had she energy or freedom to do so. Instead she just wet her lips and sighed.<br/><br/>His voice was the first sound to fill the silence, that dark, rich, powerful voice. She loved his voice she found. When he pressed himself into her again she whimpered, nodding at his question in vigorous assent. "Y..yes...." she whispered out, her voice hoarse from the screaming. He moved away then and she whimpered for a whole different reason, finding that she wanted to cling to him; her body shifting closer to his as he laid beside her, hands shaking a touch but they caressed his torso softly, needing that touch.<br/><br/>To his night keen eyes she was sure her blush was visible, covering her cheeks as he spoke of her dark desires and she could only nod, it was true, all true.<br/><br/>The hand on her nipple, the flesh still tender, still aching made her gasp and then moan, collapsing onto the ground with no motion in her body; though both nipples became fully aroused and hardened once more. "I...it was everything I needed and more. I...I do believe I'll need it again, should it have been as enjoyable for you of course." She felt so nervous, so unsure. The other men who had been with her treated her as their ruler, as their princess, their queen to be; he was a King though, he had more power then she did in truth and while that helped her relax, aroused her in fact, it made her uncertain of what he might in truth desire from her. Had she been good enough for him?