Ask squire to come out.

Prince Aldric paused mid-thrust, his thick cock still buried deep in Mara’s tight pussy, her whimpers filling the magic vault. Lysa was tied to the stone table, her ass red from the magic whip, her pussy dripping as she moaned softly. Elira knelt nearby, her fingers in her own wet hole, watching Aldric dominate. But Aldric’s sharp ears caught a faint grunt from behind a crate. He pulled out of Mara, his dick slick with her juices, and turned toward the noise. “Come out, now,” he barked, his magic voice booming with authority.

The young squire stumbled out, his pants around his ankles, his small cock still in his hand, cum dripping from his fingers. His face turned red, eyes wide with fear. “I-I’m sorry, my prince!” he stammered, dropping to his knees. Aldric smirked, wiping his dick on Mara’s ass as he stepped closer. “You like watching, huh? Get out before I make you regret it,” he growled. The squire scrambled away, leaving Aldric to turn back to his girls, his cock hardening again at the thought of being watched.