Your Majesty I Want You Novels & Stories

he whispered. Jestina pulled her hands from his clutches. Her eyes were full of hatred and disgust. “Go,” the one word that came from her shivering lips. “The news must have hurt her.” He thought. Alaric swallowed his breath, then spoke with so much affection and longing in his voice. “I love you, Jestina.” “I said go, your majesty,” Jestina said once more. Her words pierced into his heart. Your Majesty. He repeated that title inside his head.

"It'll be fine. The sting means it's cleaning." 'Why does he resemble His Majesty?' I stiffened. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine," Billie said. But I wasn't. She'd called me Your Majesty more than once. Who exactly was she seeing when she looked at me? Who was this "majesty" she was comparing me to? I didn't have the right to feel jealous— but I did. I leaned in, closer than before. To my surprise, she didn't push me away. Heat rose under my skin as her breath brushed mine. Just as I was about to kiss her—

"I want you to be one of them." Mara blinked. "Me." "You." "Skylar, I run a restaurant." "And you look incredible and you're exactly the kind of woman I want people to see wearing my work." I leaned forward slightly. "I'm not asking you to walk a runway in Milan. It's a photoshoot. One day. I'll have people there to do hair and makeup and you'll look…well, you always look extraordinary so that's not really a concern." She was trying not to smile and failing.

I know you want me I made it obvious that I want you too So put it on me Let's remove the space between me and you Now rock your body Damn I like the way that you move So give it to me 'Cause I already know What you wanna do And here's the situation Been to every nation Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do You know my motivation Given my reputation Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude But tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you You're so damn pretty

I bet someone is still missing. Flashback. I went home with tears in my eyes. Nobody would notice me because Dad is busy at work and my Mom lives abroad. Yeah! I'm all alone. I am just living here with a maid. Dad and I barely saw each other because of work. I can't even contact my Mom because she has her new family now. I sat in front of the mirror. "You are unlikable! You're not even close to pretty! You are not even cute! You don't have something to be proud of!

"Is there a reason you're staring at me like that?" "You are beautiful," Adrian said smiling. "And you are just realizing that now?" She sighed. "Adrian, what do you want from me?" "It's been a while since you called me by that name," Adrian said feeling good about it. "Mr Wolfe, what do you want from me?" "I want you. Elena, I have missed you dearly. I just want you back in my life." "Oh, Mr Wolfe, you lost me the second you let me walk through that door three years ago."

Smirking Majesty held her close . ''It's because of you," She glared at 'His Majesty. Her Majesty slowly caressed her lips with his thumb then put it into his mouth and lick that thumb slightly, ''Your lips tasted so good, I want to take a bite one more time." She ran back to her room holding her blushing face. "It seems like I haven't been expressing the intense feelings I have been harboring towards you." Thank you for stopping by.

Madame Jiménez se calma le temps que la petite fille soit en forme pour parler. 🎂________À l'anniversaire de Iris ____________🎂 Après notre annonce par le moniteur, je pris mon courage à deux bras et je commence avec la chanson de John légende All of me What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawin' me in and you kickin' me out You've got my head spinnin', no kiddin' I can't pin you down What's goin' on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride

“What he’s doing?” “Oh, sweetheart.” Maja leans in conspiratorially. “You’ve never been touched with desire, have you?” I pull back slightly, panic rising in my chest. My hands tremble in my lap. “I… I don’t know what that means.” But I do. Sort of. In a way that’s foggy and confusing and terrifying. “It’s when someone you like touches you,” Maja says gently, reading my expression. “Not to hurt. Not to take. But to worship. Like you’re precious. Like your body is a language he wants to learn.”

“Please make me come.” “I exist solely to carry out your wish, your Majesty.” He says in a whisper as he grabs onto my hips.