He was drowning in it.
In his vision, the Knight's pace quickened, becoming harder, more urgent. His wife responded to it with equal urgency. The sway of her body and her soundless cries showed that they were both at the peak of pleasure.
She was close. Solaris the third could see it in the tense way their lower bodies communicated with each other. It was like an exquisite torture, painful yet thrilling.
His wife's eyes met the knight's, and the knight's hers. The two looked at each other and connected one last, brutal time, sinking and burying themselves to the pleasure entirely.
"Mmmngh... Mmfff..." He could imagine her moans which she tried to muffle using the mattress as climax ripped through her, her body convulsing around the man.
The king saw the knight's cock smeared with the slurry of their nectar, enter inside his wife's cunt entirely. The girth and the ballsack twitched, pressing forward in a series of sharp jerks as the latter ejaculated inside her.
