"Gods" Manon moaned into the crook of her elbow. How was she supposed to finish anything today when Dorian was this insatiable?

His hands left the back of her thighs to stroke her, using her juices as lube for his torture.

"Only me here, witch" he sucked hard and let go "I am the only god you need to talk to."

Her legs were quivering under his ministrations on her wet pussy. She was lost in the sensations on her lips and clit, shadows holding her down so that she could not fight Dorian off of her to take what she wanted. It was cheating, really, to use his magic the way he did in the bedroom.

"Dorian" she panted, unable to form full thoughts.

"Manon?" She could feel him smirk on her thigh as he paused and thoughtfully looked at her from between her legs.

"I need you to fuck me." She bit out, trying for any sense of control.

He didn't answer her, only returned to his mission. His mission, she could only assume, was payback for leaving him with a rock hard cock this morning after waking him with her mouth wrapped around him. She brought him right to the edge of an orgasm then left for a meeting without explanation or conclusion to their activities.

He flattened his tongue and licked from her taint to the top of her clit like a dog licking the last water from a bowl. Manon growled.

"Dorian!" She demanded again.

"Call me King, Manon." He was still smiling as he continued his torture, now thoughtfully looking at his work as he pushed his ring finger inside of her. Manon did not call him King.

"My love, if you would beg I would give you what you're asking for. Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes" she was breathless, on the edge of her own orgasm bow.

"Then call me your king." He licked her again, and again, and again. Her pussy was so swollen and wet now, she could feel her pulse between her legs at this point he had been torturing her for so long. Was it minutes, or hours since he had pinned her on her back?

"King" she was becoming desperate for his cock now.

Dorian shifted, clearly uncomfortable with his own arounsal pressed into the bed instead of seated inside of Manon "Say 'My King' and beg me to fuck you. Be specific Manon."

She would fight him until the end. The battle of wills was foreplay in and of itself, power play being their favorite bedtime routine.

He was now using her fluids as a lubricant while he probed her asshole, a promise of more fun to come. She arched her back and ground down onto his face, the most control she could manage with four hands controlling her body. His hands on her thighs were gripping her with a warrior's will. The King of Adarlan would not be bested in bed by his witch twice in one day.

Dorian flipped Manon, exposing her ass to the cool breeze blowing through the window and pinned her arms over her head yet again using his shadow hands. His first smack came without warning, a simple warm up for her cheeks. His nails scraped up her spine once and back down, ending in another smack to her ass.

He was at her ear, his chest pressed to her back and his hand clutching the hair at her scalp "Tell me you want your King to ride you into oblivion Manon. Beg me to bring you such pleasure."

She could hear him rusting around before she felt it - a cool wet sensation right on her asshole, probing her. "Relax, witchling." He pressed the plug into her just a bit, cooing to her "Relax and open up for me."

"Please-" Manon was delirious with want, on a sexual high that she craved when she laid down to rest every evening. The plug was in and he was upright pressing the head of his dick on her opening, running up and down and rubbing her clit. He was quick with the strokes at first, then he slowed, then he stopped.

"Please what, my love?" His words were as breathy as hers were now. She could feel how hard he was as he toyed with her from behind. His free hand found her low back and applied pressure, arching her into a taught position and rubbing her breasts into his sheets. "Beg me. I'm ready to fuck you."

She hesitated and he continued, "Your pussy is begging for me. The view from behind is perfect with your ass full of that plug, your pussy is puffy and glowing, begging for the ride of it's life Manon. I can provide that, if you ask like a good girl."

"Please my King, please let me be your good girl."

Dorian shoved into Manon and rode her hard, nearly cumming just from how tight she was when he entered her. The only downside of getting her this swollen was how much quicker it meant he might come once he finally slid in.

"Gods" Manon was nearly to tears once she was finally full, fingers reaching around to toy with her clit. "Fuck, Dorian" she hissed as he pushed and pulled, bringing her incredible pleasure.

They both roared when they came, stars and fog clouding their vision as Dorian pumped Manon full of cum. "Fuck, Manon." Dorian croaked as his dick pulsed the last of himself into her.

Dorian sat back, Manon still held in the same position by his magic. "Seeing you full of my cum is always a treat." He slid his fingers through and into her, toying with his accomplishment.

Dorian released Manon after he admired her leaking his cum for a moment. As she lifted herself, he pressed a kiss to her lips and held her chin "Next time, I won't be counting that weak begging. Description is key."

Manon winked at him, heading to the showers with Dorian on her heels. "So you say."