“Perfect,” she told him with a moan as he spanked her again. Serenity knew she was tiny, and while she loved being held and cuddled she hated being treated as weak. Especially during sex. She wasn’t a tiny fragile flower and she didn’t want to be treated like one.

Feeling his thumb open her up had her moaning too. As Arvin’s set his rhythm she rocked with him, continuing to babble praise as he fucked her. Only those who took the princess to bed knew how vocal she could get.