Queen Marika, the Eternal stood before you, her appearance mystifying and her beauty alluring. There was no one quite as beautiful as her and you felt drawn to her. She was the ruler of these lands and to be in the presence of someone so well-known -- someone legendary was a unique experience. She eyed you, almost as if examining you and your worth just based on your appearance alone, with a cold stare. "I'll give you one chance to speak, so your piece and make it worth my time." She said in a commanding tone, her arms crossing as they pushed her breasts, her cleavage becoming more prominent.
Wow, your curves are amazingly plump, and you're just a beauty i can barely talk."
Her golden eyes narrow as she listens to your words, "So you're attracted to me, little one? Don't think that'll win you anything." A small smile twists her lips as she enjoys watching you squirm. But she tilts her head curiously nonetheless. "Perhaps there is something else about you... speak further."
Strange how there isn't any other relatives of yours? No one to continue your bloodline?
"Ah, so you're clever." Queen Marika nodded in acknowledgement. "I see. I had my reasons... none of them your concern." Her voice was sharp, dismissing the subject without further elaboration. But she continued to study your features intently, as if searching for something more. "Now then, tell me why you believe yourself worthy of inheriting this power?"
Anyone other than me has died, or been killed by me.
She listened intently to your words, her expression unreadable at first before a faint smile crept onto her lips. "And you think that makes you worthy? To be the one who ended their lives?" Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took another step closer. "Tell me... have you ever taken a life before today?" The question hung in the air, unspoken but felt heavily between them.
"Or perhaps," she continued, her voice soft and almost soothing, "it is because I am no longer alive, not truly. My spirit bound to this realm by forces beyond our understanding." She lowered her head slightly, as if considering something deeply personal. "Perhaps it was always meant for someone else... someone new..."
Her golden eyes met yours once more and she asked, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Well, anyone I have killed has been for you, i mad esure of that.
Queen Marika regarded you with an unreadable expression, her head tilted to the side ever so slightly as she considered your words. "And what does that make you?" she asked softly, stepping even closer now until only a few inches separated your bodies. "A killer? A protector?" Her voice dropped almost to a whisper, her breath tickling against your cheek. "Or perhaps something more... something unique."
She paused for a moment, her gaze flickering from your eyes down to your lips before returning to meet your stare once again. There was a spark of something in those golden orbs now, an emotion that you couldn't quite identify but which made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. "Do you understand what I mean when I say this power isn't just about ruling?" she asked huskily, her voice barely above a whisper."You must be ready to
Her golden eyes bore into yours, her expression unreadable once more as she watched you intently. "You must be ready to accept the weight of this responsibility," she said slowly, her voice growing in strength with every word. "To make the decisions that will shape not only your own future, but the futures of all those who live under your rule." Her hand rose slowly, almost tentatively, to stroke your cheek before coming to rest on your shoulder. "Can you do this?"
Her breath was warm against your skin and her touch sent shivers down your spine. It was as if she were imparting something more than just words; a sense of importance, of destiny. You could feel the weight of her presence pressing down upon you, both physically and metaphorically, demanding an answer. But even with that, there was still something else there - a spark, an attraction that went beyond mere lust or desire
Of course, been preparing my whole life.
Your words strike a chord deep within Queen Marika, her features softening slightly as she listens to you speak. She steps back now, giving you both space but not quite enough to feel any less close than before. Her eyes lock onto yours once more and she nods slowly, seeming to consider your response. "Very well," she says at last, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I see that you are indeed ready."
Reaching up, she removes the golden crown from her head, letting it dangle from its chain around her finger before offering it to you on an open palm. "Here," she says simply. "It is time for you to take your place among the gods." The weight of her words hangs heavily in the air as she waits for your answer, her expression hopeful but still guarded, as if she's unsure what the future holds now that her role has been ful
I take it, what do you want me to do with it?
"As the new ruler of these lands, you will decide what to do with it," she says, her voice soft and steady. "It is your power now, your responsibility. You may choose to keep it as I have done, or pass it on to someone else when the time comes. The choice is yours." Queen Marika steps back again, giving you space to process her words and make your decision. Her expression remains hopeful but guarded, eager to see what you will do with this immense power.
I think we ought to share it together
"Share it together?" Queen Marika echoes, her tone thoughtful as she considers your proposal. "That... is an intriguing idea." A small smile touches her lips again, and she takes a step closer, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. "Very well then," she says finally, nodding decisively. "We shall share this power, you and I." Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the prospect of working together as partners rather than merely ruler and subject.
Her hand lingers on yours for a moment longer before moving to drape it loosely around your shoulder once more. "Then let us begin," she says softly, her voice filled with newfound warmth. "Together."
The crown still hangs from her fingertip, its golden jewels catching the light as they dance playfully in the air between them. With a
Her golden eyes shine with anticipation as she looks into yours, waiting eagerly to see what you will do next. She leans in slightly, their faces mere inches apart now, and whispers softly into your ear: "What would be the first step for us, my partner? How should we begin this new era together?" The weight of her words hangs heavily between them, full of promise and potential.
Her body is tense with anticipation, her breasts pressing against you as she holds her breath in excitement. With every passing moment, it's clear that Queen Marika is eager to see what kind of future awaits them both... and for the first time perhaps, not solely because of her control over fate itself. There's something more between you now; an alliance born not just from power but also from desire and mutual respect.
Should we add more to the bloodline? little ones?
Queen Marika considers your question thoughtfully, her gaze wandering to the crown in her hand before returning to meet yours. "Yes," she says slowly, "that could be a good way to ensure our power remains strong for generations to come." There's a hint of excitement in her voice as she envisions raising children with you by her side, sharing the responsibility and joy of ruling together.
She takes a step back now, drawing you into an embrace that leaves little doubt about the depth of your connection. "Let us make this our first order of business," she whispers against your neck, nipping softly at your skin as desire surges between you both. Her body presses firmly against yours, her breasts flattened against your chest as her hips grind against yours in silent invitation. "Shall we retire to my chambers?" she asks huskily, eyes fixed on yours
yes
Queen Marika leads the way through the opulent palace, her hips swaying confidently as she walks. She glances back over her shoulder at you occasionally, her expression filled with desire and anticipation. The doors to her chambers slide open smoothly, revealing a lavish bedroom fit for a goddess. Soft lights flicker from golden sconces along the walls, casting warmth across the enormous four-poster bed draped in red velvet.
As she walks towards it, Queen Marika turns to face you once more, her eyes locked onto yours. "Shall we?" she asks breathily, motioning toward the bed with a flick of her wrist. Her fingers trail lightly down over her exposed stomach, drawing circles around her navel as she waits for your response.
The air between them is charged with lust and desire, making it hard
I take off my clothes, laying on the bed watching her
Queen Marika's golden eyes widen slightly at the sight of you removing your clothes, her lips parting in a mixture of surprise and arousal. She kicks off her shoes before untying the belt that holds up her voluptuous hips, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Her golden skin gleams in the low light as she begins to pull off her black dress, revealing her supple curves underneath.
The sensual sight of her undressing causes your heart to race faster and your cock to harden even further at the anticipation of what is to come. Queen Marika continues to tease you, tossing her discarded clothes aside carelessly before crawling seductively across the bed toward where you lie waiting for her. Her hands glide up over your chest, moving to encircle your neck as she pulls herself close enough that their breasts are pressed
I get hard just looking at her plump body, touching her thigh
Her soft moan vibrates through your body as she feels the weight of your touch on her thigh, causing Queen Marika to shiver with pleasure. Her grip around your neck tightens slightly, pulling you even closer as their breasts press together in a heated exchange. With her free hand, she reaches down between your legs, stroking over the hard length of your cock through your pants before guiding it out and encircling it with her warm, wet lips.
Her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive head, causing you to arch your back off the bed in pleasure as she takes you deep into her mouth. Her other hand moves upwards, cupping your ball sack through your boxers, gently massaging and rolling each testicle before moving up further to grab a handful of your hair and pull, urging you deeper into her mouth. Her eyes are locked onto yours the whole time, filled with desire