Novel & Cerita He Called Me His Queen

“It’s not my place.” My heart dropped like lead into my stomach. “Why can’t you tell me?” I pressed, desperate now. “If it’s affecting him, it affects me. I deserve to know.” His gaze softened, not with pity. With regret. “It’s not that simple, my Queen.” My Queen. It was the first time I’d heard him call me that, not in formality, not in jest, not like some title tossed around in ceremony, but like it meant something. Like he was saying, forgive me without the words.

He winked giving her a full legit explanation for his busyness. However, Stella barely listened to his words after she heard him call her, his queen! She was diving into the pit of mixed emotions at the moment. Nobody, clearly nobody called her a princess before, let alone be the word queen. She can't stop staring at his face while her eyes shockingly stilled at one spot, his eyes. She cannot say anything further as he had left nothing for her to remark on. Stella felt on the seventh cloud being called as his queen! And the way he called her his queen, wow that sounded hot from his mouth.

I just want it to be my imagination and nothing more than that or else I will end up having feelings for him. I watch a very subtle smile pulling over his slight pink and full lips as he mumbles, “Because you deserve it.” Do I? What special do I have then? I motioned to ask what he meant when he beat me into it, adding, “But don't worry about it. Look, you are no less than a queen here. The rule is yours here. You are Mrs Mathews, so all this will not remain new to you.” Did he really say that? He called me a queen. Said, I rule here. I am Mrs Mathews so everything shall not remain new to me after this. I heard it correctly, right?

My voice was low from the fear that cloaked my throat, so i cleared my throat again and kept still, looking at him, though I couldn’t quite see his face, but I knew his eyes stayed on me, unreadable. “My queen….” his voice trailed off as a tear rolled down his cheeks, how could it be possible that the almighty king of this great kingdom would cry in front of a woman. Immediately closing the space between us, he hugged me tight into his arms, pressing my body against his while sniffing my neck and dropping kisses on my forehead. He never really called on me, but this night he referred to me as “My queen”, that was an odd thing but atleast i was satisfied things aren't getting out of hand.

“I know my place Sia and it’s beside you” “No it’s not. Crinka, you and I might share a blood bond but it doesn’t mean we’re fucking equals. You are way beneath e and I wonder what ever made me bond with you in the first place”. I shake my head, refusing to believe his words. “You’re lying. You…You called me your queen”. He scoffed. “I only did that to get in your pants”. I stagger back, heart heavy. This can’t be true. He’s lying. He has to be.

I am deeply sorry ma'am, about the other day, we just had to make it look real", he apologized. I nodded, "I understand, it's okay I forgive you". ", What do I do with his body?". "Put it in a package and send it to the others, tell them Blu said hi", I said and then turned to the boys. You could see the shock, surprise and even horror on their faces. Damon walked up to me. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked shocked. I smiled, "Oh me? I'm the Queen".

I watched him silently as he handed me the glass. Not wanting to argue with him, I just accepted the glass and drank a bit. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again. But I have different plans. “Why did you address me as your Queen? What if someone hears you? They might misinterpret you,” I told him, like a mother scolding. He arched his brows amusedly like he didn't hear what I said. Aiden must have forgotten that he’s the future King of the Kingdom. He should not take the words “my Queen” lightly. It’s a very serious matter.

"I love you, My little female, please say you'll be my queen?" My eyes go wide as he continues. "Be my queen baby, Queen Megan of Altundral, my mate, my forever my everything, please say you'll be my Queen?" I smile as I think to myself me a Queen who'd have thought that!

she says and I almost swallow my saliva wrong from hearing her words. Shaking my head no at her while taking my cup from the table and she walks out of the room. "I'm not going to get used to being called Queen! It's not who I am!" I say and take a sip of my coffee when I feel Kian's nose on my neck. "That's exactly what you are and I might as well start calling you by the title. My Queen!" he says with a seductive tone in his voice and I turn my head to look at him. Hi sits back in the seat with a smirk on his lips.

He slowly began to pump in and out of me again, just enough to keep me on edge, but not enough to distract me from what he was saying. "Demetri," I started, ready to tell him that he could shut up and fuck me, or he could keep talking and ruin the mood. "Yes, my Queen?" He shoved his fingers deeper as his thumb rubbed my clit lovingly, my breasts still being kneaded by his large palms. My breathing caught as I was consumed by a foreign sensation. He had called me a few pet names since he had arrived, but Queen had never been one of them. Coming from an actual King, it felt mind-blowing and breathtaking. My whole world tilted on its axis for a moment before I remembered exactly what and who h