The Seer of Silvermoon

"Kael!" she screamed, cumming hard, and he held her hips, pumping into her as he shot his cum deep into her.

Panting and weak, Aella tried to move her hair from out of her face. All at once, she felt self conscious and confused. She had just had vigorous sex with the prince of her people, a sorcerer of immeasurable power, the scion of the Sunstrider dynasty. She was no one, just an acolyte who could not even tame simple magic and yet here she was. What would be the repercussions of this night? At best, he would forget about her, let her be on her way. But that's not what she wanted. He was her prince.

She felt his weight shift over to the bed as her prince rolled off of her. Even with all his limitless arcane power, he was breathing deeply from their intense session. Aella gave a wry smile. If she could please her prince but once, she would be happy at least with that. She began to push herself up. "I... I suppose I will leave now. I - I will go and..."

He pulled her into his chest, his eyes closed as he embraced her tightly. "I don't believe you're going anywhere," he said in his soft and even voice. Kael'thas Sunstrider smiled softly. "I thought I've made you mine."

For the first night in a long time, Aella slept without being awoken but her desire for magic.