Show her a good time

You weren't much for letting someone else take the lead and besides, the poor woman had been possessed by a demon for who knows how long. She probably needed to "relax" more than you did. The circumstances under which you're meeting get you all the more excited, it was good to be king. You let Marissa pull your bed sheets down to your waist and she gently messages you through your underwear, "My, aren't we well endowed." She pulls the offending garment down to access your cock and you strike.

You grab her by the shoulders and roll over, switching your places in an instant. Marissa lets out a surprised squeak but giggles as you press your hips against her, "You're supposed to relax! Let me service my king..." Her hand trails down between you but you intercept it, "I appreciate your devotion to the throne but indulge me for a moment." You slide down, relishing the silky material of the nightie and the even softer touch of her skin. Taking her hips in your hands, you slide them up, taking the material with you and fully exposing the married woman's curves. She puts up no further resistance, looking up at you demurely as you toss the silk aside and take in her otherworldly beauty under the moonlight.

"I hope the count appreciates the divine beauty that shares his bed?" Even in the moonlight you can see her blush, "Please my king, you speak too well of-" You silence her with a kiss, rubbing your manhood between her legs but not penetrating her. Your hands find her wrists and you raise them above her head, your lips moving to her neck. She gasps as you nibble at the sensitive skin and your cock rubs against her opening. You keep this up, trying your best to think calm thoughts, till she's making delightful little moaning noises and your rod is well lubricated in her juices.

You enter her fully in one slow thrust, drawing a throaty noise from the excited countess, and start up a steady rhythm. Much as you'd like to sit back and enjoy the view, you keep at it, catching a nipple in your lips before increasing your speed. Marissa groans loudly at the double stimulation, arms spasming against your grip as her hands seek purchase on something. She was quite tight to begin with and you can feel her muscles clamping down as her orgasm approaches. You run through a list of foreign taxes in your head, consider what the weather will be tomorrow, count sheep, anything to keep your mind off of the lovely writhing woman beneath you.

She cums with a suppressed cry, arching into you as you grit your teeth, inadvertently biting her nipple and triggering a particularly strong aftershock. "Tha-that was amazing..." she gasps, "Shh..." You release her arms to grab her hips, "we're just getting started."

You're able to draw two more orgasms from her before you hit your limit. The first is on your knees, bouncing her back on you as you played with her breasts. You quickly discovered that seemed to be her weakness and used it to your full advantage to trigger her second orgasm before you got too stimulated by her thighs wrapped around your cock. The third round was difficult for both of you but still totally worth it. You'd stood beside the bed, pounding into her from behind as she screamed into the pillows. You simultaneously grinned and cringed as the sound echoed slightly through the old castle. Her overstimulated muscles spasming around you proved too much and with a satisfied grunt, you unloaded your seed into her depths. Her legs were jelly and she nearly slid off the bed before you helped her back on. She was out as soon as she hit the sheets and you followed suit, curling up behind her and pulling the covers over you both.