Stuff a soapy washcloth inside the queen’s royal vagina and hope he doesn’t notice the difference. I told Nai that joke when we were nine years old. Of course, we looked like men due to vampire children growing from baby to adults in only three years, but in our heads we were so very much like little boys. He’d thought the joke was so funny he told my mother, which triggered her blushing and punishing both Nai and me for three weeks. We spent those days doing the laundry for all of the women in the castle. She just didn’t like the truth of the joke or didn’t want to admit to her twin boys that a vampire king spends most of his early days inside his queen. “Perhaps Samuel will be done in a few minutes.” I rubbed my eyes. “How many times can a king come? Surely it’s been five times already.” Samuel and Brie’s wagon rocked back and forth under the moons’ light. Brie’s moans ripped from the walls and tore through the air around us. The whole camp heard her cries of pleasure and Samuel’s pounding into that supple flesh.
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