The sound of the blizzard palace door closing echoed like a judgment—
thudd!
—and then silence fell over the spring, broken only by the faint ripple of water and Mei's trembling breaths.
She knelt on the stone ledge, pale hands gripping the slick surface, her body bent forward just enough that her soft ass and dripping slit were exposed to me fully. Steam clung to her flushed skin, and every tiny movement made her thighs quake.
When she finally found her voice, it cracked like glass.
"Y-Your Majesty…"
I froze. Then a slow grin curled my lips. Majesty? After everything I'd just done to her? No. Not tonight.
"Call me husband," I growled, leaning forward until my chest pressed against her quivering back.
"T-Tianlong—"
"No," I cut her off, cock grinding against her wet folds, smearing her arousal along my length. "Husband. Say it."
