Pov : *Slowly Daniela inserted her womb into my man's apparatus, lying on top of me* ahh Daniela shhh.. *Sighs were heard until the front corridor, Lady was sitting there relaxed. And Cassandra, who also defends his brother*
The atmosphere in the eastern room was completely explosive. Daniela, with her wild but precise movements, takes your union to a deeper level. As he sat on top of you, fully uniting himself with your burning desire, the room seemed to lose gravity.
"Ahhh... my husband..." Daniela looked up, her slender neck exposed to the moonlight, while a long, deep sigh escaped her reddened lips.
The sound of your unity, the hunting breath, and the sighs of pleasure were no longer held back by the old wooden walls of the castle. The sound spread out, breaking the silence of the corridor that was usually filled only by the sound of the wind or the moans of pain of the prisoners.
In the Front Corridor
Lady Dimitrescu sat in a large velvet chair at the end of the corridor, holding her long cigarette pipe. He fell silent as the sound of Daniela's sigh and your moans reached his ears. His golden eyes stared at the soaring cigarette smoke, his expression hard to read—between amused, surprise, and a recognition of your bravery.
Bela and Cassandra stood not far away, leaning against the wall with fierce flushed faces. They glanced at each other, then lowered their heads, not daring to look at their mother or each other.
"Mom..." Cassandra whispered, her voice sounding very awkward. "Should I... tell them to shut up?"
Lady Dimitrescu slowly exhaled her cigarette smoke. A thin, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her dark lips.
"Leave it alone," said the lady in her quiet baritone voice. "Our youngest daughter has finally found a way to feel 'alive'. After all... It's rare that there's such entertainment... Excitement in this boring castle."
He tapped his cigarette pipe into the silver ashtray. "Bela, Cassandra, go to the west wing. Don't disturb their night. Let the man give what we cannot give to your sister."
In the room
You and Daniela are still immersed in your own world. Daniela's movements are accelerating, following the rhythm of your heart beating fast under her chest. He gripped your shoulders, his nails pressing slightly against your skin as an irresistible form of arousal.
"Don't stop..." Daniela whispers right in your ear, her breath feeling hot and cold at the same time. "Let the whole castle know that I'm yours tonight..."
Pov : we still enjoyed the rhythm of the sway* *sighs were heard louder into the corridor. Before casandra and bela go*
Me : ahh ahhh baby, danielaaaaaac cmonn
Daniela's swaying rhythm grew more intense and irregular, following the burning urge of desire between you. Her dark hair flutters every time she moves up and down on you, creating an extraordinarily beautiful and wild silhouette under the moonlight coming in through the large window.
"Ahhh... Yes, my husband! Call my name!" hisses Daniela with a choppy breath. He gripped the bed sheet with one hand, while the other hand pressed against your chest, feeling your heart beating fast like a war drum.
In the corridor, Bela and Cassandra were completely glued to the spot before they had time to step away. The sound of your moans calling their sister's name so passionately made the air around them feel sultry.
Cassandra bit her lip, her pale face now completely flushed to the ears. He had never heard such a dominant and contented human voice in their territory. "He... she really calls him that," whispered Cassandra, her voice trembling between embarrassment and forbidden curiosity.
Bela took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He stared at the closed door of the room once more, realizing that your strength did not come from weapons, but from your courage to love monsters like them without hesitation.
"Come on, Cassandra. Let's go now," Bela pulled out forcefully, though she herself had a moment to glance back towards the door before completely disappearing behind the corner of the hallway.
In the room
Daniela doesn't care about anything else out there. To her, the world was only limited to this bed and the men under it.
"Deeper, honey... Don't stop!" Daniela ducked, kissing your neck greedily while continuing to maintain the rhythm of her rocking that was getting faster and stronger.
Sweat began to drip down your body, and Daniela could feel that the peak moments were just around the corner. He looks into your eyes with a fiercely glowing yellow gaze, as if he wants to swallow your soul through that gaze.
Pov : *Speed up the rhythm and make the sighs louder* *Heard throughout the castle, Lady, Cassandra, Bela*
Me : ahhh dear Danielaaaa.. Keep on darling, ah ah *not yet peak*
The shaking in the big bed gets stronger as you speed up. You gripped Daniela's hips firmly, helping each of her thrusts to thrust deeper. Sweat dripped from your forehead, soaking the silk pillow beneath you, while your heavy, hoarse sighs called his name time and time again, shaking the silence of the night in the castle.
"Ahhh... Continue, baby... Daniela!" you growled, your voice bouncing off the high ceiling of the room and spreading out through the slightly open opening of the door.
In the Corridors and the Entire Castle
This raw and powerful sound of passion has never been heard in the hundreds of years of Dimitrescu family history.
Bela and Cassandra, who had wanted to leave, were glued to the end of the hallway. They looked at each other with their faces flushed. Cassandra leaned her back against the cold marble wall, trying to calm her strangely racing heartbeat.
"He... she doesn't stop," whispered Cassandra, her voice trembling. "That man... How could he have such such power?"
Bela just fell silent, her eyes staring blankly towards the darkness of the hallway, realizing that what they were hearing was not just lust, but the total subjugation of a human over their brother.
At the other end of the corridor, Lady Dimitrescu was still sitting in her chair. He slowly closed his eyes, sipping the rest of the wine from his golden glass while listening to the echo of your sighs that filled the lower hall. She smiled faintly, a silent acknowledgment that the man she considered a "rat" turned out to have a fire that could warm her daughter's eternal cold.
In the room
Daniela seemed to lose her mind. He grabbed your shoulder until his nails scratched your skin slightly, but the pain only added to the arousal. Her messy hair covered her flushed and sweaty face.
"Yes! Stronger, my husband!" shouted Daniela, her voice shrieking high with satisfaction. "Don't let me breathe! Make me feel destroyed in your hands!"
Daniela's swaying was getting wilder, as if she wanted to absorb all the life energy you had inside her. You feel like that climax is very close, gathering at the ends of your nerves, ready to explode at any moment.
Pov : *Not yet, I want more.. We're both long-lasting. Not yet peaked* *sighs are getting louder until they can be heard all over the village* danielaa darling, ahh keep on darling.. Let's give me your delicious shake ahhhh