The battlefield still smoked with monster ichor when Elara's sword clashed beside mine. "Nice swing for a farm boy," she quipped, her armor glinting as she felled another beast. I grinned through the sweat. "And you're not half bad for a shield-maiden who fights like she owns the kingdom." We fought back-to-back, trading barbs that cut sharper than our blades, until the last monster fell. Victory tasted like adrenaline and something hotter. "Inn. Now," she said, dragging me by the gauntlet. In the rented room, clothes hit the floor fast. "You earned this, peasant," Elara growled, pushing me onto the bed and straddling me, her strong thighs pinning my hips. She was wet and dripping already, her pussy grinding against my hard cock. "Talk is cheap—show me." I thrust up as she sank down, taking me deep, her ass flexing with each roll. "Gods, you're tight," I panted, hands on her waist. She laughed, riding harder. "Flattery won't save you—use that cock." Her blowjob earlier had left me throbbing; now she bounced, horny and sweating, until we both came in a rush of cum, her walls clenching as I filled her. Panting, we barely noticed the door burst open. The king and queen stood there, faces thunderous. "Elara—eldest princess—explain yourself." Behind them, my brothers and sisters stared in shock. Elara smirked down at me, unbothered. "Well, this just got interesting."
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