The sky is orange at last days light
I arrive, my destination in sight
The castle, where dragons fly high
They land atop it to pass the night by
I run inside
My King is napping
The room is dark, the fire crackling
I lean over with hot and sweet passion
Kissing my King in long hard fashion
My King awakens embracing me back
Rolling me over I arch my back
Melting together with much anticipation
I look in his eyes with much admiration
The fire reflecting from his sun darkened skin
I grab his back and pull him in
“Oh my King I’ve waited so long”
“I know my Queen, it’s you that I’ve longed”
Reaching my body, heightened elevation
He grabs my lower back with strong anticipation
Now my King is waiting for me
We’ve quickened the pace feverishly
Thinking about his power and might
Brought me to a point in ecstasy’s height
Screaming out his Majesty’s name
“My King, My Lord, it’s time” I was saying
The sky is orange at last days light
I’m with my King finally this night.
A Kings Embrace
In the fantasy of this woman her King awaits her in a castle after a long journy. Finally reaching and being with him is the highlight of this little story.
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