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I lifted my hips, meeting him with a deep stroke to send a message, but he held me in place, maintaining his languid strokes like he was taking his time to memorize every bit of me, coaxing out need and desperation from me.

I let out a frustrated groan.

“Faster.”

“Patience, baby, patience.” He nipped on my ear, immediately replacing his teeth with his tongue and licking down to my neck. When he got to the point where he marked me, he nibbled softly, biting and sucking until I was a panting mess beneath him.

I reached to rub my clit, desperate for a release, but he snatched my hands and pinned them over my head. “It is said patience is a virtue every queen should possess.”

“I doubt if every queen is teased to the point where she’s about to lose her senses,” I huffed, glaring at his stupid smile.

I woke up with Griffin’s face buried between my legs and his fingers deep inside me. He was lapping at my clit while simultaneously fingering me. The combination of the two was always enough to send me into overdrive, and just as I was about to cum, the idiot pulled back and continued when the feeling had faded.

He had been going at it that way, and I was about to pull out my own hair out of frustration. He wouldn’t let me finish off myself, and he still wouldn’t take me all the way.

“I just want to take some time to savor my wife’s body before the kids wake and we’re pulled apart by our duties.”

He was right, though. While Noah was approaching the age of ten and slowly becoming less dependent on me, his sister was only three and still required close attention. Griffin’s role as king was slowly expanding with the reforms finally taking over, and I still had Diamond Corporation to take care of. Most of our sessions were quick and intense.

Maybe I’ve become so used to them that regular lovemaking felt too intense to me. But Griffin, on the other hand, always found a way to make sure we never lost the spark, as if it would ever happen. He’d still turn me on covered in mud.

“I just want you so bad,” I whined, and he replied with a hard thrust, driving his point home and drawing a moan from me.

He dipped his head to capture a nipple while rolling the other between his fingers. Pleasure shot through my spine in hot waves, causing my back to arch and giving him better access.

“So needy,” he muttered before switching boobs. He continued that way, switching from one breast to the other while delivering slow strokes until I was almost about to scream. Then he picked me up by the hips, pulling me into an all-fours position.

I came at the first thrust, the force of my orgasm hitting me so hard I would have collapsed into the bed if Griffin hadn’t caught me.

“Giving up so soon? I thought you wanted me to fuck you harder?” he didn’t give me time to recover before thrusting back into me. My walls were still quivering from the orgasm, and every part of me was too sensitive, but he didn’t stop. He continued, burying himself to the hilt before drawing back and driving into me with renewed force.

“Yes! Yes!” I screamed, my body thrumming with pleasure as I felt the wave of my second orgasm slowly building up inside me. Griffin reached around to pinch my clit, rubbing the sensitive bud. There were times I felt incapable of taking more after multiple orgasms, but Griffin always managed to pull one more from me until my legs felt jelly. I completely lost my orientation of time and place.

Today felt like one of those days, and I was certain by the time he was done with me, I wouldn’t be able to feel my legs or any part of me for the next hour.

“I'm close, baby,” I moaned, grabbing the headboard to keep me from falling this time. With one perfectly angled thrust and a pinch to my clit, Griffin delivered the final jolt of pleasure that set off the fireworks in me. I was shaking from the intensity of it, and even the headboard I was holding onto couldn’t keep me up. I ended up falling into the bed with Griffin on top of me.

I was so lost in my cloud of pleasure that I didn’t notice him cumming until he pulled out and beads of semen rolled down my thighs. “That was… that was….” I panted, trying to find the words to describe the experience while he continued to cover my back in kisses.

“I told you I was going to spend the rest of my life making up for every drop of suppressant you took in my absence,” Griffin muttered in between kisses, causing me to chuckle.

During one of our conversations, he mentioned how I still blushed from sexual contact and relied on him for most things, so I told him about the nature of my friendship with Adrian and how there’s been no one after him.

He was shocked by the revelation, but I could see that it deepened his commitment to me. He eventually asked about the bottle of suppressants and disposed of them, promising to make up for lost time.

“Mom, Noah stole my toy!” Mary, our second baby, yelled from the other side of the door, banging heavily on the piece of wood, and just like that, the moment was gone. She was named in honor of my friend, and Ella loved her like she was hers.

“I’ll go check on them,” Griffin said, putting on his pajamas and heading for the door.

It took a little over an hour and a little nap in between for me to finally get myself up and prepare for the day ahead.

“I have to meet up with some of the elders. I received news that some people from Darkmoon were still keeping Omegas as slaves and forcing them to breed,” Griffin said as he buttoned his shirt while Noah stood next to him, imitating his every move.

I couldn’t say I was surprised. Something told me Darkmoon would take their time, but Griffin had gained the support of over eighty percent of the people. The rest were just troublemakers, and we knew not everyone would be in support of the reforms, so we made provisions for defaulters. They’ll be put together in isolation where they can fight each other to ascertain dominance since power was so important to them. The punishment worked, and once someof them tasted what it felt like to be below another, they were quick to repent and come over to our side.

“Don’t be late, you know today is the communal dinner,” I replied, placing a kiss on his cheek. The communal dinner was a dinner we hosted once every two months to give the people open access to us so we could address any issues they might have.

“Will I be allowed to give a speech?” Noah asked, and Griffin ruffled his head.