Anastasia Romanov .

dawn. It was a long boring flight. Over the years, I had found ways to

was Lyra, the little beauty I seemed to grow fond of ever since the lustful night in Versaille. The French royal had insisted on seeing

e done so. For now, he just left me alone. I knew it wouldn't be long until I was bombarded

I could see them laying naked on the back seats. They had ple

. For a moment, I almost thought I had missed the land and its turbulent past, but the memories that were h

key slowly and pu

looked up at me with hazy green eyes. She was tired from the fun moments we had at the begin

ired," she commented, eyeing my fa

d Lyra without looking at

oft 'sorry.' I tore my gaze from the

said. "You don't hav

ed me a bit of someone. And before I knew it, my

started stroking under her short skirt. Lyra blushed and her legs parted even further apart

o make herself more accessible. I reached down there and slid through her panties, stretching i

I rubbed my fingers gently over her hot slippery folds and sensitive rosebud. Lyra made a little so

ess..." Lyr

r small hips moved, instinctively rolling to the rhythm of my touch. I could feel the soft, pouty flesh of her outer lips yield to every pressure. The sweet-scented juice seeped from h

cent and sweet arousal coming out of Lyra almost made my memory come back afresh. The nosta

gh stretch in them for her to part her legs now. I moved back and tease her tiny pearl with my fingers and her slippe

of my fingers. I started parting her lovely petals, spreading them as much as space allowed. I then slipped two of my fingers all the way inside. They slid through her easily and up to

flood of juices. As she came, Lyra's body writhed in her seat from a shocking pleasure.

teasing inside her heated depths, a

t as I kept teasing the area that would trigger yet another explosion. With my free

d shook uncontrollably as another wave of climax burst through

ll with my finger

asure. It made me curious to find out. My head leaned in for another deep kiss again after we broke off to

ing voice, her eyes were pleading. "Please...I don't

fulness. She dreaded the pleasure that left her weightless and out of control, empty even. But she was

s too sensitive and knew she could stand it no more. Just as her orgasm subsid

apped her arms around my neck. She dug her fingernails into my shoulders like s

livion. Her walls began to twitch for a moment and then they came crashing do

out a pit

still between them and went stiff. Until it was all ove

more. She was barely making another sound, but her green eyes darkened and glazed over. The girl took a sh

ust so Lyra would relax enough to let me remove my hand out of her. Then she curled up into a ball and started to cr

erfect princess you once th