Queen Sheba Facesitting の小説・ストーリー

"Ngh... mmm... Sss... incredible..." The naked Queen clung to a tree, arching her hips to receive the pounding from behind. The massive rods slid in and out until her folds turned inside out. They hoisted one of her legs toward the sky, leaving her to balance on the other while they hammered her to the hilt. "Ah! Ahh! This position... I can't... ahh!" SMACK! SMACK!

The Queen explained, tears could not seem to stop falling from her eyes. “Pull yourself together, mom, please I beg you,” Zita sobbed. “Please, Isabel. You are the Queen of Ekron, the leader, and the icon that should show the heartbroken how to handle pain. Don’t let this unfortunate circumstance break you,” The King’s horn said, trying to be comforting. “Okay,” The Queen nodded and wiped her eyes. She stood from the bed and walked towards the mirror. Zita heaved with satisfaction as the lemon fragrance seemed to follow the green gown of theQueen. She watched as the woman’s shoulders hung over her body when she leaned her weight on the table. The Queen let out a soft air, hoping to keep hers

Queen said my name softly and I could tell that she was upset too. “Hi. Sorry for walking off like that,” I quickly apologized for my rudeness earlier. “That’s not a problem. Can I take a seat?” she asked. It was quite funny because there were no seats around. We both just had to sit on the grass. I nodded my head at her and she sat down on the grass next to me and stretched her long legs out in front of her. Her movements were graceful, and her body still retained most of its glory from her modelling days. I knew that I should say something, but I couldn’t figure out what to say so I just waited for Queen to speak.

From Jafar's friendship, to Jamal's feelings and now the queen's bargain. "Pooja" I called.. She looked at me. "What is it" I scratched my neck nervously. "Uhm do you know who a Sheba is?" "Who doesn't know?" She asked with an eye roll. I scoffed. "Just a yes or no will do, you don't gave to make me feel foolish" I replied. "You're funny, but why are you asking?" "Maybe because I need one" She sat up. "You need a Sheba!" She yelled. "What for?"

The shivering of her body that seized under the warmth of his touch, returning. As he walks past her to sit on his throne. His aura domineering as usual, making the hair on her skin to rise. " Come Sit" He orders her. Motioning to the seat beside her and she just stares at it. Not moving forward to sit. Her feel cold and hands sweaty. " No. That's the s- eat of your Queen. I am not your Q- ueen." He doesn't say anything. Just stares at her. And she felt afraid, even though he has not done anything to hurt her, yet.

"But, sir! Please, no disrespect a feeding like that, a feeding from the vein, that right is only meant for you, as you are her mate." Caleb moves closer and puts his hand on my shoulder saying so only I hear "Look at our Queen! Theodore what do you see?..." I do as he says and I really look at my Queen, she is sitting on a hospital bed with her friend's head in her lap fast asleep. She is still running her hand over his hair, like a mother. Then I see it "Oh!! The heart and soul of a true Queen."

Levi Watching Phoebe laze on a lounge chair surrounded by lunas, with Savannah in a bassinet to her left and Saben sitting beside her, I can’t help but feel like my life has reached peak happiness. Her crown had been replaced with a dainty tiara after we left the throne room before the ball started. I knew she was still getting used to the feeling of being connected to all of werewolf-kind as the luna queen, so I took her to a quiet room to rest, where Saben and Savannah were waiting for us.

I could just about make out Sebastians panicked muttering as I caught a glance of his pacing shoes. "Okay, I need you to stand up really quickly princess and sit on this chair for me" the heavy feeling of doom sat on my chest, squeezing my chest cavity, as I stayed put despite his command. Picking me up bridal style, I was unable to care enough to do anything, unable to focus on anything but the spiraling feeling of shame and panic. "You're doing so good princess" he soothed, placing me onto the chair, and pushing my head so it fell between my knees. I could faintly feel as he placed my hand against his chest, "follow my breathing."

I couldn't be somebody's mate when I had nothing to give. Low whispers were silenced when we stopped in the kitchen. It went ghost-town-like and I had to see what was up so, slowly I raised my head. My locks in my face as I saw the most ancient woman in the room. Her greying hair gathered at the back of her head in a fishtail braid. Her eyes were a bright brown, almost jasper. Her face creased when she smiled and smelled like cinnamon. Khai who had a straight expression was not helping me understand what was happening. "Welcome Luna,” her old voice cracked as her head raised from a bow. She held out her hands. Then she pressed on her forehead with her thumb and pressed on mine.

Thane's eyes was fixed on me and I looked at him. "You're not wearing a bra?" I shook my head and he groaned. "Where is Jairus?" "He's on a trip." He cleared his throat and the table silenced. "As you all know, we have a new queen and she must be celebrated. A ball will be thrown in her honour three nights from today. You all are invited" They cheered and I blushed. He kissed my hands and the meal continued. A ball in three nights? I was so not ready for this.