"Hah...Ha-aaah!"

Olivia's cute squeaks came out as the gates rattled under her stomach. Her hands gripped the boards while her shapely, shamefully seductive body was vigorously plowed by the pride of Nohr. the rosette looked back through her disheveled tresses that masked her equally pink cheeks under lust-filled eyes. "X-Xand-eeep!"

She was cut off as he seized her hips and pushed into her tight pussy. The sheer force sent the dancer until on her lithe toes while her stomach pressed against the boards. It made the majestic black stallion look up from his oats and watch his master plow the Feroxi dancer. "D-Don't stare," she whimpered while the horse impassively chewed.

"Hmm? Is something bothering you, Olivia?" Xander asked while he continued to roll and crash against the dancer's derriere. He looked over her pink hair and noticed her plight. His hands shifted to cover her clenched fist or reach up to gently squeeze her chin. Olivia squeaked as he turned her head back to face him. "Do not focus on that - focus on me," he sternly told her

"O-Oka-eeeeeeh-y," she mumbled as her cheeks practically burned in his gloves. Her hips squirmed and undulated while she gripped the paddock. The cold touch of Xander's gauntlet on her knuckle and her cheeks made her shiver against the constant stimulation from her loins. She writhed and squirmed back and forth as her nipples scraped over the thin cloth of her dancer's garbs

"Oh! Oh! O-Ooooooh!"

Xander's brow narrowed as sweat lined down his face. The constant, dulcet squeals and coos from the shy dancer kept him nice and hard between her legs. He listened to her many baubles and trinkets clink and bounce while the gate groaned and rattled beneath them. Such a lascivious symphony stirred feelings into the Crown Princes. Yearnings.

Cravings.

Desires.

Needs.

"Oooo-e-eep!"

Olivia gasped as Xander suddenly released her chin only to grab her breast instead. She felt his plate press into her sensitive tit-flesh from beyond her top's thin fabric. Such an abrupt shift made her whimper and moan as she subconsciously rubbed her rear back against him. "P-Prince Xandeeeeer," she whined out.

The blond man grunted back as he compressed her lithe smaller body against him. Xander's broad form easily covered Olivia as he kept her pinned between him and the paddock gate. His pace sped up until the constant rattles on the wooden gate overwhelmed the sounds of the dancer's squeals.

"Ah! Ah! T-Toooo fa-haa-haaaAAH!"

Olivia shrieked as her knees bashed against the barrier over and over again. Her nails scraped up slivers of wood while she struggled to hold on for dear life. Each thrust, every roll, rattled her skull as she began to audibly pant and drool.

Xander let go of her breast and hand and instead returned his grip to her hips as he put more effort into every stroke. The vigor of his thrusts left Olivia on her toe tips while she perched precariously on the gate. Her toned stomach pressed into the bar on top while her sweaty palms struggled to hold on.

"Oh! Oh! Oh-oomph!"

"Olivia?!"

Xander gawked as the dancer slid forward over the side. Her nails scraped against the boards while she was left off the ground. Only her belly kept her in place as her toes and fingers brushed and tapped on the coarse wooden gate. Her hair flopped over her widened, upturned eyes as the new angle introduced an even greater degree of pleasure over her already sex-stricken body.

The Prince's relentless attack echoed in both their ears as Xander's horse finally looked down to resume its meal. While Olivia's gaze was caught somewhere overlooking the straw ground below, the Crown Prince instead had a rather enviable view of the dancer's perky, globulous cheeks that rippled and clapped against his crotch with every thrust. The way they rolled and squeezed against him made the desires that already yearned in his bosom threaten to burst out.

Xander squeezed those fertile hips tight...and rammed in deep.

"EEEEEYAH!"

Olivia's body arched up as she screamed in orgasmic bliss. The other animals in the stable shifted and groaned in protest at the reckless, rutting humans. Yet neither the common dancer nor the royal swordsman cared to slow down for even a single second. On and on they fucked with even greater vigor than any of the wild beasts around them could ever possibly match. The draconic blood that poured through Xander's veins almost burned through his skin as the animals cowed away from him.

All except his horse.

Xander's pride steed looked back up in time to watch his master seize the rosette ponytail and pull it right back up. The dancer shrieked before her lips were claimed by a wild, unfettered kiss. The prince pulled her back against his chest as she trembled and shook in his grasp like a fragile leaf in the wind.

"T-Too much...c-can't-"

"You can...and will," Xander growled. Her flushed cheeks glowed at his powerful decree as her body eagerly responded back and forth. The Crown Prince relentlessly assaulted her tight loins again and again even as he lectured her with a voice that barely contained the raw lust ready to burst out against her. "I've seen how you compose yourself, Olivia - you're far stronger than you let on. Strong enough to fight beside a king...and lay beside one as well."

"H-Huh?!" Olivia gasped as realization crashed over her. Widened eyes darted back and forth between at the royal man behind her. An admittedly handsome, charming man that exceptionally showed his prowess in battle and bed. "P-Prince Xander, you ca-aah!"

"I am the Crown Prince of Nohr - I can...and will," he decreed before he slammed deep into her pussy and held her atop his royal cock. "Now - ready yourself!"

Olivia tried to protest- tried to even speak. But in the end, only one word escaped her lips as the first hot rope fired into her womb.

"XAAAAAND-AAAAAH!"