Princess Lana slightly bent on the bed, already naked as she lavised herself with the thought that finally after all those nights of planning and scheming with her handmaids, she was there right with him.

Right then she lay on bed with him, her face was on his face that was buried in bed. They were so close that she could already smell the fragrance of liquor in his breath but since the room was too dark, she could not see his face. However, his snores did tell her he was fast asleep and that no matter what she did to him right then, he simply would not be able to know.

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Princess Lana dragged her body further to the man that there was no space left between their bodies but the man's clothes that were still on. Apart from the fragrance of liquor, he could also smell his manly sweats and ironically, instead of feeling discouraged, she found it more alluring. Smelling like a man who did all day's hard work only signifies how responsible he was.

Just by being with him this close, Princess Lana's stomach felt some butterflies in it. Thinking about how Darryl aroused her by just being beside him, her insides twisted carnally. She bit her lips and reached out for his hair and started caressing it. Wanting more, she started planting kisses on his face and even forcefully turned the man's head to her so that she could kiss his lips.

When their lips met, Princess Lana's world fell away. Since he was a dead meat, she kissed on, exploring her mouth in his with so much passion. She had long to kiss him and now that she had the chance, she'll get as much as she can get. She deepened the kiss and for a moment tasted him. She tasted liquor of course and she kissed him then felt like she had drunk those liquor herself. As her kiss deepened, she started touching Darryl's body, pressing it closer to her as possible as she could. She was about to strip him naked when the man suddenly moved. Sensing that he had company, the man, as if full of consciousness, rolled their bodies that in just a split of second, he was on top of Princess Lana and he had her pinned on the bed, his two arms locked off on hers.

"Who are you?" The man's voice filled the room.

Princess Lana was totally in panic when she realized he was awake. What's happening? Didn't the handmaid assure her the tablet was very strong it can knock one out the whole night? Why did Darryl wake up?

She was not able to speak for a minute, very afraid that Darryl would throw her out naked. However, as their bodies were pressed toward each other she could feel that his manhood was already so hard and so she knew that somehow she had aroused him. Hoping that he was so aroused enough to refuse her advances, she tried seducing him. Afterall, even if he survived the tablet, he was still drunk. He might even have been thinking right then that this was just all a dream.

"I'm here to keep you company," Princess Lana sounded very feminine. She arched her body to feel his hardness and immediately, he groaned.

"Ah company...xhxkanks…" He said and blabbered something signifying how drunk he was. "You must have been sent here by the Baruk to warm my bed,"

"Ah yes, I come here to warm you bed," Princess Lana felt confident then as she heard his words. She sensed that the man before him sounded different than the hero of Somer Isles as his voice was very deep and sensual but she thought that because he was drunk, this was how he sounded. "Take me, I'll and pleasure yourself with my body. I'm all yours tonight,"

When she said that, a wild smirk flashed across the man's expression in the dark. She could not see it but she felt by the way his nerves were tightening that he was greatly pleased with it. Knowing that she was close to convincing him, she made little moaning sounds and touched him.

"Arggg woman," The man groaned and in just a second, he took her lips and ravished it. Wild , raw and hot. He was so rough with the kiss that Princess Lana felt some sense of danger with it however she brushed it off and pleasured herself with the thought of her victory. However, as the kiss deepened, the man started biting her hard too that in a moment she felt like retreating. He bites so hard that her smooth fragile lips couldn't take much of it.

"Hmmm , you are so sweet," The man said between their kisses. His strong arms took the lying woman on bend and had her sit on his lap while he sat on bed. With that, he can kiss her harder. His ravishing kisses instantly made Princess Lana's lips bleed and the taste of her blood increased his urges. In a moment, his lips travelled down to her spine, biting her so hard that Princess Lana screamed at the pain. She had a very smooth skin as if she was a princess and the feeling with his lips, the man cannot help but be rough on her.

"So soft like a princess," He fantasized in the dark. "Baruk was so generous he did send me the best woman. I never thought only in Somer Isles I could taste a woman as smooth like you,"

"Ahh!" The Princess screamed more and even though his love making was like a torment, she felt that it was the payment she had to give for being his woman and so she planned to endure it as much. "Oh yes, I'm the best hero. I was born to please you so just take me as much as you want,"

Her voice went through the night and the Gunta's who were stationed nearby, watching and guarding the Baruk's household could hear it. However as soldiers, they were used to hearing this kind of screams of women in their camps so it didn't bother them much.