To Me, You Are Perfect
The king's eyes darkened, turning into bottomless pits of beastly desire.
He was so hungry for Lorelai that even though they had already done it twice, he found himself starving.
Lorelai was already used to his insatiable lust; she already knew how vigorous he was. But now it seemed that she was stupidly naive. She had entered the lair of a starving beast and offered herself on a silver platter.
His member was tireless. How many times would he want to devour her before he was satisfied? Would the wolf inside him finally calm down before the sunrise?
Lorelai felt incredibly helpless. She slapped the man on the shoulder to express her frustration but Rhaegar only laughed at her timid protesting.
"What is it? Want us to switch positions? Well, why should I say no to that tempting offer?"