The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort

"Y-You... You can... Put it in... Now..."

He nodded, and positioned himself between her legs. She spread her legs wider, and wrapped them around his hips. He then placed his member against her entrance, and slowly entered her. She moaned loudly, as his meat rod penetrated her. The feeling of having him inside her was overwhelming, and it felt so good. It was a different sensation from anything she had ever experienced before. It was like her insides were being stretched out, and it felt so good. She had never experienced this before. Her eyes were wide open, and she was gasping loudly. She couldn't believe it. It felt incredible.

"H-Haaahh...! Y-You... Your Highness...!" She moaned loudly.

"Y-Yes?" He asked, worried about her sudden reaction.

"Y-You're... Inside me...!"

He nodded, and began to move slowly.

"Yes... I am... Cerys..."

He started to move his hips, and her moans became louder.

"A-Ahh... Y-You're... M-Moving..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. She pressed her forehead against his, and stared into his eyes.

"Do I... Feel good?" Cerys asked with a hesitant voice.

"Yes... You're too good, Cerys..." Mikhailis replied in a hoarse voice. He could feel the amazing sensation from her walls. It was squeezing him, and the friction was incredible. Her walls are so tight but as if she's asking for his seed desperately, squeezing him. She was so hot inside. She was wet and warm, and it was like being embraced. She felt so good, and he couldn't stop thrusting into her. She was one of the best he'd ever had.

She smiled shyly. She then began to move her hips, meeting his thrusts. They began to move in unison, and the sound of their bodies slapping together filled the tent. She started to gasp louder, and her moans became louder.

"Y-You... Y-Your Highness... F-Faster..." She pleaded. He nodded, and began to thrust faster. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. Her moans were becoming louder, and she was gasping louder. She was moaning louder and louder, and her gasps were becoming louder. She was breathing heavily, and her moans were getting louder. She was moaning louder, and she was panting. She was gasping louder, and her moans were getting louder.

"Kiss me... Your Highness..." she whispered in his ear, her voice trembling with need. He nodded, leaning in to kiss her once more, their lips meeting in a heated, hungry embrace. This time, the kiss was sloppy and desperate, full of raw desire. His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring her deeply, their tongues entwining in a fervent dance. She responded with equal fervor, her lips parting wider, inviting him in further. Their kiss grew more intense, saliva mixing as their mouths moved against each other, the sounds of their passion filling the small space of the tent.

They pulled apart for a brief moment, gasping for air, only to dive back in, their tongues meeting again, swirling together in a heated frenzy. Mikhailis could feel her hands clutching at his hair, pulling him closer, as if she couldn't get enough. He pressed into her, their lips parting and meeting again, each kiss deeper and more demanding than the last. It was as if they were both trying to lose themselves in each other, to drown in the heat of the moment, their bodies yearning for more.

Their mouths parted momentarily, only for Cerys to stick her tongue out, her eyes half-lidded with desire. "More..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. Mikhailis didn't need any more encouragement. He captured her tongue with his lips, sucking on it gently before pulling her back into another passionate kiss. Their tongues moved together in perfect sync, hot and sloppy, as if they were trying to become one. The kiss was filled with an undeniable hunger, a need that seemed to grow with every passing second.

"Mhhmmm!! Mhhmmm!! Mhhmmm!!" She moaned into his mouth, and he grunted in response.
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"Faster, harder, deeper. Your Highness, please... Faster, harder, deeper. Please, your Highness, faster, harder, deeper..." She begged, and he complied. He began to thrust faster, harder, and deeper. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. Her moans were becoming louder, and she was gasping louder. She was panting louder, and her moans were getting louder.

Then she stuck out her tongue, her eyes filled with desire, silently asking for another kiss. He didn't hesitate; he nodded and leaned in, capturing her tongue with his lips. The kiss started slowly, but it quickly turned passionate, their tongues meeting eagerly. The intensity grew, their mouths pressing harder, and their tongues swirling and intertwining with a desperate hunger. Their lips were slick with saliva as they kissed sloppily, the sound of their passion filling the small tent. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands tightening around his shoulders, pulling him as close as possible. The heat between them grew as their tongues danced together, hot and wet, the kiss filled with a need that neither of them could deny.

"Mhhhm!! Mhhmmm!!" She moaned into his mouth, and he grunted in response.

"Faster, harder, deeper. Your Highness, please... Faster, harder, deeper. Please, your Highness, faster, harder, deeper..." She begged, and he complied. He began to thrust faster, harder, and deeper. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. Her moans were becoming louder, and she was gasping louder. She was gasping louder, and her moans were getting louder.

"Y-Your Highness..." She moaned in his mouth as he continued to thrust into her.

"I'm... I'm..." She began to shudder, her body tensing up. She broke the kiss, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "I'm cumming!" She screamed, her voice echoing through the tent. Her body convulsed, her hips jerking violently, and she gripped his hair tightly, her nails digging into his scalp. She continued to cum, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open in a silent scream. Her body continued to shake as she rode out her orgasm.

Mikhailis continued to thrust into her, his own orgasm approaching.

"Cerys, I'm..." He began, but was interrupted by her hand on his mouth. She shook her head, and he understood. He continued to thrust, his hips moving faster, and his thrusts became harder and more forceful. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. His hips were slamming into hers, and he was moaning loudly. She was still cumming, her body shaking violently, her hips jerking and bucking, and her hands were gripping his hair tightly, her nails digging into his scalp.

"Cerys, I'm cumming!" He shouted, and she nodded. He continued to thrust, his hips slamming into hers, and he was moaning loudly. He grunted, and his hips were slamming into hers. She was still cumming, her body shaking violently, her hips jerking and bucking, and her hands were gripping his hair tightly, her nails digging into his scalp.

Mikhailis let out a loud groan as he climaxed, his hips slamming into hers. He felt the heat of her walls squeeze him, milking every drop of his seed as he came hard. He felt the pleasure of his orgasm wash over him, his body shaking as he continued to thrust into her, his seed spilling deep inside her.

After a few minutes, he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. She pressed her forehead against his, and stared into his eyes.

"Y-Your Highness..." she whispered.

"Yes, Cerys?"

"It felt so good..." Her voice filled with satisfaction. "But,"

"Can I... Can I have another one?" She asked with a shy smile. He nodded, and she smiled wider.

"As expected fo a knight," Mikhailis siad, but it's not enough for him himself. He could feel his meat rod still towering inside her.

"Yes... Yes, please... Your Highness... Ahhhnn!" He began to thrust again, his hips slamming into hers. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. She was still cumming, her body shaking violently, her hips jerking and bucking, and her hands were gripping his hair tightly, her nails digging into his scalp.

Then the two began to kiss passionately once again. This time, the kiss was slower and more deliberate, their lips parting and meeting, their tongues moving together in a languid, sensual dance. They both moaned softly into each other's mouths, the sound of their passion muffled by their connected lips. As they continued to kiss, Mikhailis's hands began to roam her body, gently exploring her curves and soft skin. He cupped her breast, his thumb lightly circling her nipple, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from Cerys. She responded by arching her back, pressing her body closer to his, wanting to feel him deeper inside her. They both moaned softly, lost in the pleasure of their bodies moving together.

"Faster, harder, deeper. Your Highness, please... Faster, harder, deeper. Please, your Highness, faster, harder, deeper..." She begged in a whisper, and he complied. He began to thrust faster, harder, and deeper. He was grunting, and his breath was becoming ragged. Her moans were becoming louder, and she was gasping louder.

Cerys's eyes were wide, and she was gasping loudly. She was panting louder, and her moans were getting louder. She was panting louder, and her moans were getting louder. Then, she reached down and began to stroke his meat rod. She was stroking him slowly at first, and then she started to rub it harder and faster. He was moaning louder, and she was stroking him faster and faster.

"I'm cumming!!" She screamed, her voice echoing through the tent. She began to cum again, her body shaking violently, her hips jerking and bucking. His thing is too big and the pleasure is too much for her, enough to make her eyes roll to the back of her head, her tongue stuck out, and her head thrown back. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open in a silent scream. She continued to cum, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm cumming!" He shouted, and she nodded. He continued to thrust, his hips slamming into hers. She was still cumming, her body shaking violently, her hips jerking and bucking, and her hands were gripping his hair tightly, her nails digging into his scalp.

Mikhailis let out a loud groan as he climaxed, his hips slamming into hers. He felt the heat of her walls squeeze him, milking every drop of his seed as he came hard. He felt the pleasure of his orgasm wash over him, his body shaking as he continued to thrust into her, his seed spilling deep inside her. His meat rod was throbbing, pulsating and shooting his hot cum inside her womb.

After a few minutes, he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer. She pressed her forehead against his, and stared into his eyes.

"Y-Your Highness..."

"Yes, Cerys?" She smiled.

"Thank you..." He smiled and nodded.

"I'm glad that you're feeling better," he said. "And I'm glad that I was able to help."

She nodded and kissed him gently on the cheek.

They held each other for a while longer, basking in the afterglow of their intimacy. The tent was quiet, the only sound the soft rustling of leaves outside. Mikhailis held Cerys close, her head resting on his chest, her breathing slow and steady. He ran his fingers gently through her hair, marveling at the way it cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

"I guess.. I'm kind of glad we fell from the cliff... Your... Highness..." Cerys managed to utter her last words before finally lost her consciousness due to both fatigue and pleaasure.

Looking at her satisfied face gave a great amount of satisfaction towards Mikhailis as well.

"Good night, Cerys."