Ryker held his fiancée in his arms. The news was something that they had all had difficulty accepting, but Jaana seemed to have taken it particularly hard.

  Jaana’s father was still alive, and her relationship with him wasn’t the best. However, her mother had died. It could be said that from her youth, Jaana had been pretty much raised by her grandfather.

  It was hard for anyone to accept that they were just the pawns in someone else’s game. But it was even harder to accept when you had lost those close to you in this very same game that others took to be a joke.

  Luckily, she had Ryker by her side. It took her a while to calm down, and by now, everyone else had already returned to process this information on their own, but she remained.

  Usually, Jaana would be shy about doing something so bold when Ryker’s parents were around, even if they were innocent. Staying in his room like this was definitely beyond what she was normally used to doing.

  Of course, when they were alone and no one was aware, she was more than willing to let Ryker do whatever he pleased. It was just that he had never taken the initiative to go very far with her.

  Now, however, she didn’t care. She just wanted to lean on him.

  Jaana sniffled slightly and wiped away the last of her silent tears. She had grown too used to crying in silence, and for much of the time, Ryker almost didn’t notice that she was crying at all.

  Ryker didn’t find himself being particularly angry about the matter of them being stuck in a jail. Although he was uncomfortable and definitely wanted to break out, he didn’t feel the same sort of visceral hatred that someone else might.

  He was actually quite calm and collected about the whole thing. He took it as a matter of fact, something that he just had to accept and move along with. There was no need to consider anything but growing stronger so that he could take those he cared about out of here.

  But seeing his fiancée in tears, that anger he didn’t think he had came out in full force. There was a darkness to his gaze now that hadn’t been there.

  Making Jaana cry was something that he would never forgive.

  Jaana fell into silence, and her breathing stabilized. She seemed to be doing much better now as she snuggled up into Ryker’s arm.

  Just last night, they had slept together in the same bed, and she had underestimated how much she would like it. Feeling his warmth throughout the night, losing herself in his embrace… she hadn’t had such a peaceful sleep in years.

  The silent stabilizing force that was her fiancé made those negative emotions float away quite quickly… because she knew that she could count on him to right things when the time came.

  She looked up from her place on his chest and rose to kiss him.

  Ryker was still lost in his own thoughts and anger that he was completely taken aback, so much so that this fiancée of his ended up pushing him onto their bed.

  The Treasure City they were using to escape to the Adurna Clan’s lands obviously had countless accommodations to choose from even with the sheer number of Valorians. But it was easy enough to fit everyone after kicking the non-Valorians out.

  It wasn’t as cruel as it sounded. After all, because they weren’t Valorians, they wouldn’t be targeted.

  The capability to live in an 8th Circle Treasure City meant that the vast majority were rich and had excellent standing in the wider galaxy. So they would have their own methods of getting away from the now Spirit Energy barren planet.

  Ryker and his family had taken up the City Lord’s mansion, and their current location was one of the many rooms within. It had a bed probably softer than any Ryker had ever experienced before, probably filled with the feathers of some rare bird beast he couldn’t be bothered to think about right now.

  Jaana saddled him, gripping onto the chest of his robes with both hands as though she was intent on keeping him beneath her.

  Ryker opened his mouth to speak, but the glare in her eyes made him stop halfway.

  Jaana reached beneath his robes, undoing his belt and pulling out the member she had gotten familiar with little more than a day ago. Shifting her plump ass, she moved the folds of her dress out of the way to reach between her legs, rubbing Ryker’s tip against the fabric of her panties.

  All the while, she continued glaring down at him as though daring him to refuse her.

  Ryker held up his hands in mock defeat, smiling a bitter smile.

  The moment Jaana felt that he was at full attention, he could feel her use him as a lever to pull her panties to the side.

  He would never get tired of that soft, moist feeling. She grinded into him slowly, shuddering as she pressed herself down and then pulled back again and again.

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  He didn’t rush her, watching as she sensually got used to his size. Somehow, the fact he could see so little of what was happening was both all the more arousing and driving him crazy at the same time.

  She had a hand lost in the folds of her dress, controlling the head of his cock. But her other hand had actually started to play with her own breasts through the fabric of her dress as she became more and more aroused.

  Then, she let out a small gasp as she lowered herself beyond the point of no return. Ryker felt the head of his cock slip inside of her.

  She wiggled herself from side to side, her hips gyrating to a sensual rhythm as she rode him.

  She never descended very deeply, just an inch or two, but she quivered under his girth spreading her apart.

  Ryker couldn’t get over how gorgeous she looked like this. Her blue dress was tightly pressed against her torso and up the curves of her breasts, but it became a much more flowing gown down beneath her hips. He could just barely see hints of cleavage peeking out, hints that only became more enticing as she rolled her large breast in her palm.

  Every sway of her hip seemed to make Ryker harder, not just because of the feeling but the sight. He could tell that his fiancée had been practicing more than just her hand jobs and boob jobs. She really wanted to outdo those prostitutes, and that she did.

  Jaana let out a low groan as she descended to half mast. Her misty eyes opened from her fantasy, looking down at Ryker with a tenderness and caring love that was hard to describe in just a few words.

  Ryker couldn’t help but smile. He had grown up with this woman by his side. He wouldn’t rather have any other woman as his wife.

  Jaana pulled her hips up again and then descended further, then repeated. Her hips vibrated like she had just hit a jackpot when she descended far enough to press her pelvis to his.

  She couldn’t help but lower the hand on her breast, feeling her belly as though to check if she had really gotten it all in.

  Grinding her hips back and forth, her moans became more feverish.

  By now, Ryker’s arousal had reached the point where he couldn’t hold back. He reached up a hand to play with her breasts as well, only to have them slapped away.

  “No…” she said in a moaning tone. “… You’re not allowed… to touch…”

  Ryker blinked.

  “… You’re not… allowed to see… either…”

  Ryker opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out as his lips were covered with a warm palm.

  “… This is… a compromise…”

  ‘Fuck.’ Ryker cursed in his mind.

  This was definitely payback.

  He had originally turned down Jaana’s advances because she was the one woman he wanted to marry first before he had relations with her. It was a matter of respect, not just for Jaana, but as a nod to her grandfather as well.

  But now it had come back to bite him. It seemed that he was just a meat stick now, only allowed to lie down obediently while his wife-to-be rode him.

  No touching. No seeing.

  Was it that bad, though?

  Ryker blinked as he thought to himself.

  At that moment, Jaana took the pin out of her hair and the sleeves of her dress rolled down her shoulders, showing off even more cleavage than before.

  Her white hair fell like a waterfall as she pulled her dress down and her breasts free.

  Ryker could just barely see the sway of those gorgeous mounds beneath the length of her hair. From time to time, he would catch the faintest shadow of a beautiful pink nub he wanted to taste more than he could describe in words.

  Jaana pulled her dress down further until he could see her toned belly. The reflection of the sweat that was beading down her gorgeous curves and the motion of her hips only became all the clearer.

  Ryker was in a complete daze.

  No.

  No, he didn’t mind it at all.

  He reached that conclusion all before he felt a strong suction force coming from his wife-to-be’s moist walls.

  Every time she lifted her hips, she would tighten, and every time she descended, she would slightly release her grip on him.

  Ryker didn’t think himself to be a quick shot at all, but he was practically clutching onto every fiber of his being to not burst with everything he had.

  Jaana bent forward, pressing her chest against his. He wished he could have ripped his robes off so he could feel her skin to skin, but clearly she had done this on purpose.

  “Do you like it?” she asked, whispering into his ears.

  Ryker responded by grabbing the sides of her face and monopolizing her tongue. Jaana convulsed, her body reaching cloud nine beneath Ryker’s kiss.

  This sort of intimacy… it was exactly what she wanted.

  And when Ryker wrapped an arm around her waist, pinning her down as he drilled into her from below, her lips became the only thing stopping her from screaming like some sort of wild animal.

  “Yes…” she managed to mumble out between savoring her future husband’s lips. “… I love you, Ryker…”

  Ryker held up her chin, caressing her face with a palm and looking her in the eyes. Their blue irises met, reflecting their love for one another.

  “You are my Empress,” Ryker said softly.

  Hearing these words meant more to Jaana than she could explain. They were deeper to her than any “I love you’s” could have ever been.

  Her body seemed to have been given over to Ryker completely, and her body collapsed almost weakly as Ryker pumped into her like a madman.

  She practically had no bones in her body, and her thoughts were erratic and lost. All she knew was that the man that was beneath her now was the one she wanted.

  And then she felt the gush inside of her. Her legs quivered, and she gathered up what strength she had left to give Ryker another kiss.

  She almost absentmindedly ground into Ryker slowly, squeezing out what last bits he had inside of him, but she refused to pull herself off. She wanted to experience this feeling for longer… she wanted him to be inside of her for longer.

  Ryker didn’t push her away; the thought didn’t even cross his mind. He just let her lay on his chest, listening to her deep breaths.

  “Ryker…?” Jaana spoke softly.

  “Yes?”

  “Have you tried anal before?”

  The question made Ryker sputter with laughter.

  “I have. Why?”

  “Do you like it?” Jaana replied with a question.

  “It depends.” Ryker replied after a pause.

  “On?”

  “It feels more hollow than vagina walls do. It’s nice as a novelty, but it doesn’t feel as good unless she knows what she’s doing.”

  “Good,” Jaana said.

  Ryker laughed again. “Why? Are you afraid I’ll ask you for it?”

  “No. Because until we get married, we have to do it that way. It’s good because I know what I’m doing.”

  Ryker’s lip twitched. How much preparation had this little virgin done for him?

  Well, he guessed she wasn’t a virgin anymore.

  “Why’s that?” Ryker asked.

  “Because if you keep cumming in me like this, I’ll get pregnant, and that’ll be embarrassing. Plus… I think I like it…”

  Her voice trailed off, seemingly realizing that she was a bit cum drunk and had said too much.

  Ryker was stunned again for a little while before he burst into a fit of laughter that didn’t stop for several minutes.