With the last small sound of his last belt crashing to the floor, he hit the right spots perfectly where she couldn't keep her legs from holding her up. Of course he won this round, and would get what he wished. After all. His Queen was his slutty queen. Wanting to be filled by what he had to offer. Which was perfect in the world of Blackbeard. Still gripping her hair tightly, he let it strain on her scalp while letting her drop. Once down on her knees, his hand was obviously no longer able to rub her how he was, but that meant her delightful torture was not longer happening.
"I said the moment you were on your knees, my cock would be in your mouth." Edward reminded her. With his free hand, his pants were undone, and the harden shaft of his manhood was released in front of her face. With that hand in her hair, he gave a nice tug to get her attention. "That means now, my Queen." He'd give her a moment before, he just fucked that hole in her face. Happily mind you.