Bab 331: I'm not dancing waltz, I'm doing the tango [R18] 2

Isabelle shivered in anticipation and nodded frantically, gripping the bedding tightly. "Yessss...." She gasped out.

Her body tensed as his thick tip nudged against her entrance and he gripped her thighs tightly to prevent her from bucking against him.

"So impatient...so needy. It's okay...my little slutty empress..."

The sound of his deep, lusty voice alone was enough to send shivers down her spine. Her muscles tensed up slightly before relaxing when he spoke.

She sighed in relief, allowing his words to wash over her and soothe away all of her anxieties.

"Just relax, my beautiful, sweet empress....let go of your fears, doubts, and worries...."

Lyov purred in her ear, sending another shiver up her spine. His voice had gone soft and comforting, reassuring and safe.