I didn’t think that he would feel guilty towards hurting like this. It might have been my own thinking, but for a mont, Prince Leonard just looked so sad. It was true that I was embarrassed about what happened and I also thought that how he made love to was wild and extrely crazy; however, there wasn’t a mont when I thought that I regretted mating with the prince last night. He wanted and I also wanted him, so we...
“Please don’t apologize. There’s nothing for you to feel sorry for...” I said before I tried my best to offer him a smile.
“Mila...” he whispered my na as he stared at .
“Well, I guess you could have been a little gentler...but I’ll be fine...” I said while trying to keep my tone light.
“I see...” he murmured before looking away.
It felt like the perfect opportunity for to drag my body up into a sitting position so that I could finally close my thighs together. Prince Leonard did not look my way and I was thankful for a mont of so privacy as I tried my best to sit up on the bed with my legs tucked under . My insides still felt overly used but the pain that tore at my outer pussy lips had sowhat lessened. The prince turned to again and we ended up sitting face to face on the bed.
I was more than aware of the fact that we were both naked and I had no idea how we could have a conversation while in this state. Prince Leonard didn’t seem bothered about it at all but the sa couldn’t be said about . When I pulled the blanket up to cover my body, he didn’t move to stop .
“Do you rember what happened last night?” he asked quite casually.
Of course, I rembered. In fact, I rembered everything and every single detail so vividly that it made struggle to deal with myself.
“Yes...I do...” I replied as I clutched the blanket tighter to my chest.
His blue eyes seed to light up with interest as he stared at my face intently. His intense gaze made shrink away from him.
“Up until what point do you rember what we did last night?” he asked a little too directly for my comfort.
“Umm...” I mumbled as I wondered how I was supposed to answer to that.
Prince Leonard could probably see that I was struggling to answer his question, so he started helping out in his own way.
“Well, if it’s too embarrassing for you to say, then what about just saying ‘yes’ if you rember or ‘no’ if you don’t rember?” he suggested with a little smile.
“Ok...” I murmured softly.
“When I first inserted my cock inside you. Do you rember that?” he asked.
My mouth hung open at his words. What did he just say? How can he just say sothing like that with a straight face?
Prince Leonard’s face was piqued with interest as he waited for my response. I blinked my eyes rapidly as I struggled to handle the fact that apart from having sex with him, I also had to talk to him about it the morning after.
“Yes,” I replied softly while I started to appreciate the fact that I didn’t have to describe which point in the process of our mating that I still rembered or didn’t rember.
“What about when I lifted your legs up on my shoulders? Do you rember that as well?” he asked, still with keen interest.
“Yes...” I replied with a small nod of my head.
“What about when we continued doing it with you laying on your side?” he asked.
“Yes...” I replied as I felt my chest clench uncomfortably.
I wondered if he knew that talking about it just made recall those vivid mories from last night. I secretly bit down on the inner of my lower lips to stop my mind from wandering off down that path.
“I see. Then what about when I took you from behind?” he continued on with his next question.
Just how many tis did we do it again?
This ti, I was at a loss for words and I just nodded my head to tell him that I rembered. I wondered why he was asking these questions. Did it appear that I had lost consciousness in the middle of the act or sothing along those lines?
“Do you rember when I bit your shoulder?” he asked.
“Yes...” I replied without hesitation before biting down on my tongue.
Of course, I rembered. In the heat of the mont, I was too absorbed in pleasure but now the pain from his bite was very clear and evident. It wasn’t just a playful nibble, he really bit my shoulder while he thrusted his cock into from behind. It hurts...
“I see. Do you rember begging to mate with you?” he asked.
Begging him? Did I do that?
I don’t think that I did. Did I say that without realizing that I had?
“I...don’t think so. I don’t rember doing that...” I replied as I started to feel confused.
“I see. That’s all the questions that I have for you right now,” he said casually.
The prince seed thoughtful, but he didn’t ask any follow up questions. He seed satisfied sowhat and I felt like I had just assisted him with his research project.
“Did I?” I asked in a mumble.
“Did you what?” he asked.
“Did I...beg for you to mate with ?” I asked before I could stop myself.
I bit down on my lower lip hard as I forced my eyes to et his. I was quite sure that I rembered everything that happened but now I wasn’t sure.
“No, you didn’t,” he replied before his lips curved into a small smile.
“I see...” I whispered before letting out a sigh of relief.
Maybe it was just one of his trick questions. I felt thankful that what I rembered seed to align well with the prince’s mories.
--To be continued...
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