Violetta stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open to find Roy already awake beside her. She blinked up at him, a sleepy smile playing at the corners of her lips as she gazed into his handsome face. Before she could speak, Roy leaned down and captured her mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. Violetta's eyes drifted shut as she kissed him back, her fingers curling into his chest, savoring the intimate moment.
As they broke the kiss, Violetta gasped softly, her violet eyes widening as she felt a familiar, thick heat stretching her inner walls. She could feel every hard, throbbing inch of Roy's cock buried deep inside her, pulsing with a life of its own. "Goodness, Roy," she breathed, a blush rising to her cheeks. "You're still...inside me." She squirmed slightly, feeling Roy's shaft twitch in response to her movement, sending a jolt of pleasure through her core.
Roy chuckled, a low, wicked sound that vibrated through his chest and against Violetta's palm. "Indeed, I am," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "And I didn't feel the need to pull it out. You felt too good, too perfect wrapped around me."
His hips rolled slightly, his cock stirring inside Violetta's tight, warm sheath, drawing a breathless moan from her lips.
Violetta's blush deepened, even as a mischievous glint entered her eyes. "Well then," she purred, her voice a low, teasing lilt. "If you don't mind, my lord, would you be so kind as to...pull it out? This instant?" She punctuated her words with a playful squeeze of Roy's shaft, her inner muscles clenching around him, as if trying to hold him inside. "It's uncouth to keep a lady waiting."
Roy groaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut at the feel of Violetta's silken walls gripping his aching cock. "As you wish, Your Grace," he murmured, even as he slowly, reluctantly withdrew from her heat.
As Roy slowly withdrew his hard, throbbing shaft from Violetta's dripping, clutching heat, she couldn't help but let out a soft, needy whimper at the sudden emptiness. Her back arched slightly off the bed, her breasts pushing forward as a shudder ran through her body. Violetta's eyes, hazy and lust-filled, widened as she watched Roy's cock emerge from her glistening folds, coated in their mixed essence. She licked her lips unconsciously, her gaze following the thick, pulsing shaft as it slipped free of her body.
Roy chuckled at Violetta's reaction, a wicked sound that sent a fresh surge of arousal through her. Before she could protest, he rubbed the swollen head of his cock against her sensitive, dripping slit, teasing her with the promise of more. Violetta gasped, her hips jerking involuntarily as sparks of pleasure shot through her core. "Roy!" she cried out, her voice a mix of frustration and desire. "Don't you dare..." Her words turned into a breathless moan as Roy's cock brushed against her aching clit, sending a bolt of electricity through her body.
"Oh, I dare," Roy murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "I dare a great many things, Violetta." Despite his words, he reluctantly ceased his teasing, not wanting to push Violetta too far too soon. He had plans for her, after all.
Violetta gritted her teeth, her nails digging into Roy's chest as she struggled to regain control. Then, with a sudden burst of movement, she grabbed Roy's shaft, her slender fingers wrapping around his thick girth. She gave him a firm squeeze, feeling the hard, hot flesh pulse beneath her touch. Roy yelped, his hips jerking forward as a jolt of pained pleasure shot through him. "That's what you get for playing around with me, you wicked man," Violetta purred, a satisfied smirk playing at her kiss-swollen lips.
Roy inhaled sharply, his eyes flashing with a mix of surprise and intrigue at Violetta's sudden, firm grip on his shaft. He could feel the heat of her skin, the strength in her fingers as she squeezed him, drawing a strangled groan from his throat. "Violetta," he growled, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Playing with fire, are we? Keep teasing me like that, and I may just decide to give you the thorough fucking you so clearly crave."
Despite his words, Roy allowed Violetta to guide his cock away from her dripping sex. He watched, entranced, as she released him and leaned back against the pillows, her silver blonde hair a tousled halo around her flushed face. Violetta's violet eyes met his, a glimmer of determination in their depths.
"Now, leave my chambers," Violetta commanded, her voice still husky from their lovemaking but firm with purpose. "And gather the lords for another meeting. I have a matter of great importance to discuss." Violetta's voice wavered slightly on the last word, a hint of nervousness creeping into her tone.
Roy raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A meeting? And pray tell, Your Grace, what could this meeting possibly be about? You already held a meeting yesterday, it's unusual for you hold two meetings in two consecutive days." He rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he waited for Violetta's response.
Violetta's gaze flicked away briefly before meeting Roy's once more. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to voice the words that had been weighing on her mind. "It's about...my marriage," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've made a decision, Roy. And I need the lords to witness it, and to tell me their thoughts and suggestions." Violetta's fingers curled into the sheets beneath her, her nails digging into the fine linen as she awaited Roy's reaction to her momentous declaration.
Roy's lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile at Violetta's words. "It's a good thing indeed, Violetta," he murmured, his voice a low, approving rumble. "That you're finally willing to address the matter of your marriage. It's high time you took a husband." His gaze flicked over her naked form, taking in the way the morning light caressed her skin, highlighting the curves and valleys he now intimately knew. "I'm glad you've come to this realization."
Violetta nodded, a determined glint in her violet eyes. "I have," she confirmed, her voice steady despite the nervous fluttering of her heart. "I intend to choose a suitable match, one who can secure the future of my lands and my people, and who treats me well." She paused, biting her lower lip as she considered her next words carefully. "But before I do...I must ask you something, Roy." Violetta's gaze met his, a hint of vulnerability shining in their depths. "Would you be...fine with my marriage? With me taking a husband?" The words felt heavy on her tongue, weighted with a significance she dared not fully acknowledge.
Roy's eyes softened, a rare tenderness entering their dark depths as he gazed down at Violetta. He reached out, his calloused fingers cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over the delicate skin. "Violetta," he murmured, his voice a low, gentle rumble. "You need not worry about my feelings in this matter." He let out a soft, self-deprecating chuckle. "I am but a lowly Lord, a man who has made his living by managing a small area within the Velyssia Duchy. I know my place, and it is not as the husband of the Duchess of Velyssia."
Roy's gaze turned introspective, a flicker of something akin to sadness in his eyes. "I never wished to be together with you in that way, my dear. I know I am far beneath you, unworthy of your hand and your heart." He leaned in closer, his forehead resting against hers, his breath mingling with her own, ""I only ever wished for your happiness, Violetta. And if marrying another man will bring you that happiness, then I will support you in whatever way I can."
Roy's voice was a low, fervent whisper, his words filled with a sincerity that made Violetta's heart clench in her chest. "You deserve a man who can stand by your side as an equal, who can rule the Duchy with you and give you the heirs you so desperately need." Roy's hand slid from Violetta's cheek to the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her silvery hair as he held her close. "I may not be that man, but know that I will always be here for you, as your loyal subject and your friend. And I will always wish you the very best, now and forever." With those words, Roy sealed his promise with a tender, lingering kiss, pouring all his unspoken feelings into the gentle press of his lips against Violetta's own.