"Not just the queen," she purred into his ear, "Your queen." But oh, the feel of him once she was finally settled with him sheathed inside of her - that connection, that feeling of being one with him was something she relished and would never take for granted. Despite that, her affection for him seemed to only grow more aggressive and needy as she started to move, his name a hungry growl on her lips. Her hands fisted in his hair, giving slight, rough tugs as she attacked his neck, her free arm holding him close against her body.