It should come as no surprise that the throne might as well be indestructible to third-rankers, but Astrid certainly did her best to try to test that hypothesis.
Heavy thumps reverberated around the hall as the powerful Runebound vampire rode her husband's cock as if she was possessed. She definitely had a voyeurism kink, but that only meant she'd be extra pent-up by the time it was her turn, and she needed a way to release the pressure…
Fortunately, Erik had no reason not to let her. He usually preferred taking a more active role, but seeing Astrid's lean body with lightly defined muscles hopping up and down in front of him was not something he cared to interrupt.
He grinned, pleasure vibrating from his lower body. His eyes watched her short, strawberry-blond hair dance, and her modest tits bounce. She panted and moaned; he occasionally grunted when she came down on his lap particularly hard.
