Zephyr shoved his pants down and slammed into her.
One hard thrust.
She moaned—his father’s name. Not his.
And that was the moment Zephyr snapped.
He didn’t just want to f**k her—he wanted to erase every moan she ever gave to anyone else. Especially him.
Her body arched and her scream filled the room.
He grabbed her ass and slammed again. And again. And again.
The throne creaked under them.
She was soaked—dripping—her p***y sucking his c**k in deep.
“You think he made you his?” Zephyr hissed. “I’m going to f**k you until you forget who he even is.”
She was moaning louder now. Her nails scraped the stone. Her legs trembled.
He bit her shoulder and f****d her harder.
Faster.
Until her voice was nothing but gasps and broken cries.
She came hard.
He felt it.
Her cunt squeezed a
