"A-Aahh!!" She hid her face in his shoulder to try and muffle herself. Being the only woman on board, she could only imagine what the men thought about; this undoubtedly did not help.
Her stomach churned into knots again and she dug her nails into his back, not knowing that his tone and his language made her wetter than she already was.
He arched hard and snarled like a caged animal as he slammed faster into her. "D-Danke schon, mein lieben, danke, danke~~" he sounded drunk, almost slurring as he pumped his fat cock into her even faster than before.
He gasped louder and suddenly slammed into her spot, continuing to drunkenly moan nothings to her in a language she didn't understand, but made her stomach turn.
She covered her mouth tight, embarrassed by the volume of her cries as he used her. Was he really a man? There was no way, he was too untamed to be a man, let alone a knight.
He just watched her body react, rippling and shaking beneath his form. Every once in a while he would slam as deep as he could go and knit his brow tight in ecstasy as he savored the feeling.
His eyes were clouded with lust, his chiseled snd marred body covered in sweat as he just drank in the sight of her, completely enamored by everything she did.