روايات وقصص ضمن Your Majesty I Want You

he muttered. I gave a quiet hum and responded flatly, "I'm fine. Go and take care of Ms. Stewart." He froze, clearly taken aback by my indifference. Wayne, who was used to being in control, was visibly irritated by my repeated rejection. But seeing my pale face, he kept his anger in check. "I had Maria prepare some nutritious food for you. Eat a little." Noticing the shrimp scampi in the lunchbox, I gently pushed it away. "There's no need. I—"

"I have far greater matters to attend to than your delusions, Isabeau." Anger flares within me at his dismissive words, but I swallow it down, refusing to let it consume me. With a deep breath, I compose myself, determined to leave him with one final plea. "Your Majesty, please, I implore you to reconsider," I beseech with a mix of desperation and unwavering love. "Together, we can overcome any obstacle. Do not shut me out."

Majesty moaned into the kiss. “Goddess, I want you,” Magnusson whispered as he kissed down her neck. Majesta let her head drop to the side, giving him more access. “I want you!” She moaned, her hands undoing the buttons on his shirt. Majesta opened his shirt, dragging her nails down his chest.

-What? -To want you and not be able to take it away. I want you, I want you like I've never wanted a woman before. -He turned me around again, making me cling to his waist, pressing me against the wall. He kissed me again. Down in the crotch of his pants, I could feel something growing bigger and bigger. Shit, what am I supposed to do?

It was everything I had imagined and more. "Maya, you're a magician!" I exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across my face. "Wow", I whispered, still looking dumbfounded at my reflection. "That's me?" Vanessa, who had been watching with wide eyes finally turned her chair. The mermaid braids shimmered in the light, framing her face like a crown of jewels. "Alex," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, "you made me feel like a queen." "I feel like Moana "

If I imagined another male aside from him, I would puke. My body and mind specifically want him. Only him. I want him. I want him! He stopped in front of me. I lifted my gaze and locked gazes with him. "You're willing to do anything you say?" I gulped, drowned at his deep-set eyes that sucked my soul and brought me to a paradise where he could only do. Brushing the side of his face, I murmured, "Anything, Sebastian Holding. This body will be yours." I still could not understand how those words would come out of my mouth. I mean how could I say those? Why would I not stop?

Pain spread through my chest. Out of habit, I reached for my phone to call my mother. In the next second, I remembered she was gone. It was at that moment I broke down sobbing. My mother had actually tried to warn me years ago. "Rena, Josh is a good man, but he doesn't love you enough." I had refused to believe her and married him without hesitation. I had even called myself an independent woman. "So what if he doesn't love me enough? Love grows over time! He'll love me eventually!"

"If I wasn't your dad, if you weren't my daughter. Tell me what you'd want to do." Tension coils in my belly. I am right on the verge of orgasm. I lift my finger so I am barely touching myself, just giving the illusion, and psyched myself up to tell Josh what I want him to do to me. Pretend you're on camera, I think to myself. It is so easy to talk dirty when you are putting on a show. "I'd want you to fuck me, Josh." "Uh-huh," his cock is rigid and hard, pink with blood, as he strokes it up and down, staring at my pussy. "You want to be fucked by a big man?"

“All these while, I'm yet to give you my reply, but you're always there for us. Without asking anything in return—” He closed the gap between them and took her hands in his. “Listen, Sarah. I’m here because I love you, and because I want to be here for you. I’m not doing this because I want something in return. I just want to see you happy. And if at any point you make a decision and it does not favour me, I would never ever resent you for it. Don't ever forget that.” Sarah smiled. “You’re such a wonderful person. It would be so nice if I could…” she caught his gaze and he smiled sadly knowing what she wanted to say. “You don’t know what it means to me that you're here. I don’t think I can d

you're not supposed to cry highness unless your true to your word" "You're the one who made fun of me did you see that I am serious but you're just don't want to accept it, you don't want to, because… you're afraid that maybe I could hurt you only. But you can't you see that I'm the one you've been hurting here. Please, my lady, Choose me and I will give everything to you, my power, my possession, my love, all of it just to say the word."