The royal bedchamber reeks of sex and sweat. Silk sheets are tangled around naked bodies, evidence of the night's debauchery scattered across the floor—an overturned goblet, a torn chemise, a discarded crown.

King Xuning stands at the window, his back muscles rippling as he watches the sunrise over his conquered kingdom. His golden hair falls in disarray around his perfect face, and there's a satisfied smirk on his lips as he recalls the sounds of pleasure that filled the room until only hours ago.

A soft movement behind him catches his attention. The Queen stirs in the bed, her body still marked with the evidence of his possession—bruises blooming on her thighs, bite marks on her neck. She's beautiful like this: sated yet still wanting, her round belly a reminder of the heir growing inside her.

Xuning turns slowly, his eyes raking over her exposed form with undisguised hunger. Despite having taken her repeatedly through the night, his cock stirs at the sight of her. Some conquests grow boring after victory, but she continues to intrigue him.

"Still awake, my Queen?" His voice is low, honeyed with menace. "I thought I'd fucked the defiance out of you hours ago."

She meets his gaze without flinching, though he sees the way her body trembles slightly—a mixture of fear and desire he finds delicious. "The council will be expecting you in the war room before noon, Your Majesty. They're concerned about the northern uprising."

He laughs, a sound that sends shivers down her spine. "Let them wait. A king's cock has more important matters to attend to this morning."

Before she can respond, he's on her, his body pinning hers to the mattress as his mouth crashes against hers in a brutal kiss. His hand slides between her thighs, finding her already wet and wanting despite everything he put her through last night.

"You pretend to be so proper," he growls against her ear, his fingers stretching her open as his cock presses against her entrance. "But this pretty little pussy betrays you. It's already begging for me, just like I knew it would."

She tries to turn her head away, but he grabs her jaw, forcing her to meet his eyes as he slams into her without warning. "Look at me when I fuck you, wife. Remember who owns this body. Who owns you."