Hi guys! Long time no write, I know!! Here is an appeasement for all of you rabid fans that won't let me forget that I have stories to write!! Thank you for keeping me adequately poked and PLEASE DON'T STOP. Just a small FYI though, I lost the flashdrive with all my writing on it during a recent trip. I had chapters already written, so recovering and rewriting what I have lost is taking me longer than I had thought. Please be patient and don't let me forget about my stories, okay? Hopefully this makes you happy and gives you something to salivate over.
A one-shot. I'm probably not going to continue this. Thanks again to Sirius for her beta skills and being a wonderful friend.
"Are we lying to ourselves, Majesty?" Karigan looked up into Zachary's eyes his arms tight around her; feeling strangely vulnerable.
"What do you mean?" His voice was a rumble that vibrated in her body, settling pleasurably into the depths of her womb.
"Are we lying that even though we say we have honor," Karigan's lips teased the King, and his arms tightened around her, and he tensed in restraint, "that we want to do what is right for the Kingdom," her mouth pressed against his again, "when all we want to do is give in?"
Zachary's mind was fuddled. All he was aware of was the curvy, muscular body of the woman he loved against him. He cursed his kingly apparel for it prevented an even closer contact. Her words wound their way around him, arousing him like he had never felt before. "You do not want to be my mistress," he said with difficulty.
Karigan smiled, his voice was thick with restraint. She felt almost possessed, like she was on fire. "No, I don't. Mistress has such a sneaky negative connotation," she whispered, her tongue teasing his neck.
Zachary clenched his hands into the softness of her hips, moaning. What in Aeyrc's name was she doing to him? He fell back against the stone wall of his study, twisting so she was pressed against him and the wall. He took control, one hand tangling in the depths of her hair, the other pulling her hips flush against his. He took a deep look into her bright eyes, their greenish hue begging him for something. He attacked her mouth, exploring its depth with a passion he didn't know he possessed.
"Don't be my mistress then," he whispered throatily, taking a breath finally, "be my lover, my confidant, be my everything,"
Karigan moaned as his mouth found the sensitive flesh beneath her ear. She thrust her hips against his, twisting in his grasp. This was magic, the electric connection between two people. Absently she realized why her Father was so keen on the Golden Rudder. "Yes," she gasped out.
"What was that?" Zachary had heard her whispered admission, but nipped at her, teasing her.
"By the five hells, Zachary, YES!" Karigan shoved him back, tackling him to the floor.