I woke up the next morning alone in bed with my lower abdomen aching from the intense mating ritual that I went through with the prince last night. For a moment, I felt slightly relieved that I didn’t have to face the prince immediately when I woke up. That feeling of relief was only fleeting and short-lived before it was replaced with an overwhelming sense of worry and then embarrassment.
I shouldn’t have begged the prince to cum inside of me last night.
