Kinging Me... Queening Him

EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND
Cromwell Castle

Sephora did not understand, as to why when she and King Javiah were walking back to the Royal Private Bedchamber; why several men in pursuit, including Sir Pious and Cardinal Webster were following.

Sephora leaned over and whispered to King Javiah, “Why are these men following us?”

“It is considered a customary for selected guests to watch the marriage bed ceremony.”

Both crossed over the threshold of the royal private bedchamber and walked over to the bed.

Sephora look on as the congregation flooded the bedchamber.

“You mean these people are here to watch us.”

“Yes.”

“But….”

“It is tradition.”

King Javiah stood in front of Sephora.

“I love you.”

He lifted her hand and kissed it.

“I love you too.”

“Have faith in this union.”

“I will.”

Sephora looked over at all the observers.

“This is the time, I disrobe my beautiful queen, and allow any man to lust, knowing I will be the only man who climbs between your thighs.”

“Is this the talk I must accustom myself to as your queen?”

King Javiah leaned downward and whispered something in her ear before, sticking the tip of his tongue in her ear canal.

“Oh, yes, I love you to bring that talk into play, Your Majesty.”

King Javiah assisted Sephora out her wedding gown, her hose, and then her shoes. He handed the clothing items to his groomsman.

Sephora shielded her breasts.

King Javiah’s groomsman removed his clothing attire. King Javiah leaned down and kissed Sephora on her lips.

Sir Pious seethed his teeth in anger.

“Make love to me Queen Sephora.”

Sephora stood on her the balls of her feet. She palmed the sides of King Javiah’s face, and kissed him.

King Javiah palmed Sephora’s hips and pulled her into his erection.

“Mmmm,” Sephora moaned.

King Javiah lifted Sephora in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He lain her on it. He disengaged his lips, and then joined her in the bed.

King Javiah opened Sephora thighs. He palmed his manhood and shot it inside her pussy. He captured her lips.

Sephora linked her arms around King Javiah’s neck. She uplifted her pussy, not allowing any thrust of his manhood to be ignored.

“I love you Queen Sephora.”

King Javiah hammered his manhood inside of her.

Sephora could not catch her breath to keep up with the rapid pace of his manhood piercing farther inside of her, lubricating her pussy with a starvation.

Sir Pious turned his head away during the intimate consummation.

“Her...oh Your Majesty.” Sephora held King Javiah’s body to hers, and climaxed. “Oooo,” Sephora screamed under the battering of his dick penetrating her pussy.

King Javiah laid on top of her, and joined her in the gulf of physical euphoria.

“Uggggg,” King Javiah grunted under his breath. He inched back, palmed Sephora’s face, and kissed her lips.

Cardinal Webster marked the marriage as biding and legal in the constitutional law of Scotland.

Sir Pious rushed out the king’s bedchamber. He rounded the corner and leaned against the wall. He panted heavily under duress. He looked around. He had to get away. He hurried out the castle.

Lady Ann watched Sir Pious rush through the congested gathering and dashed out the door.

LATER THAT SAME EVENING

“I love you, and this night, may it be filled with many more, and a couple of heirs.”

“I would love a wee barren from you.”

He kissed her forehead.

“And you shall have it, but first, let me have this.”

King Javiah settled Sephora on top of him. He palmed one of her breasts.

“Oh…yes… you…you can have this anytime, handsome.”

Sephora leaned down and kissed the top of King Javiah’s head.

King Javiah held a stiff dick.

Sephora inched up and slid her pussy down on it.

“Oh…yes…yes. My beautiful queen, will keep me satisfied in this lifetime and the next.”‘

Sephora leaned down and latched onto King Javiah’s lips. She moved her pussy up and down, faster, and then slower. She slapped her vaginal walls up and down the length. She sat up and palmed King Javiah’s upper chest area; she plummeted her womanhood.

“Shitt...”

King Javiah kissed a swinging breast. He snagged the other breast nipple in his mouth. He placed the nipple between his fingers, and licked over the brownish bud.

“Oh…swee…sweet.”  

Sephora closed her eyes. Damn he played her body like a fine tuned piano. His love making was like a sweet melody to her physical needs.

“I…lo…love you.”

Sephora’s body caved in. Her climax claimed its presence.

PRE-DAWN HOURS

Sephora rolled over. She threw her arm over King Javiah’s stomach.

“Javiah,” She gently shook him. “Are you up?”

King Javiah uttered something in his sleep, and cuddled Sephora closer to his upper torso.

Sephora looked down. His manhood was standing in attention. She went under the covers, and stoked his manhood.

Sephora inched the covers down, and threw one leg over King Javiah’s stomach. She reached down, wrapped her palm around King Javiah’s dick, and slid it up inside her.

King Javiah slowly opened his eyes.

Sephora leaned down and kissed his lips.

“So that you know, I intend to be a dutiful wife, in and out of bed.”

King Javiah palmed Sephora’s derrière and sat up.

“I am pleased my wife has a sexual appetite, which matches mine.”

He palmed the sides of her face, and inched her head forward. He rested his forehead against her forehead.

“I want this alliance between you and me to work. I not only need a dutiful wife, I need a smart and beautiful queen, to represent this monarch in the absence of my presence. Promise me you will uphold that oath to me.”

“I will.”

She kissed him on the nose.

King Javiah inched his head back.

“My God, you are so beautiful, and mine to behold.”

“Then please me, Your Majesty.”

King Javiah kissed Sephora on her lips. His tongue expertly moved across her face. He licked around her lips.

“Mmm, oh…you are a handful...”

He kissed her into silence.

King Javiah held Sephora’s hips and laid back against the pillow, naturally Sephora’s body followed.

Sephora moved her silken folds up and down King Javiah’s erection.

“Oh, you feel so good.”

King Javiah palmed Sephora’s back. He kissed a breast nipple, and then the other. He held the back of her head and pulled her body into his kiss. King Javiah persistently uplifted his groin; Sephora relentlessly banged her pelvis downward.

His tongue swarmed inside her mouth.

“Ummm,” Sephora moaned. She stirred her womanhood.

King Javiah’s head impacted the pillow among each thrust he provided.

Sephora palmed King Javiah’s arms and placed them over his head. She disengaged her mouth from his, and moved her pussy to the tip of his manhood. She pounced on his erection.

“Oh….yes...oh shit,” King Javiah hissed under his skin.

He palmed her hips and assisted her surrendering.

“Oh…shit.” He held her to his groin and ejaculated.

Sephora circled her womanhood.

King Javiah held her closer, and suckled a breast nipple.

Sephora threw her head back.

“Oh…my...my handsome king.”

Her climaxed eased down the flaccid flesh.

Both breathing harkened in the darkness.

“Whew…we are going to have male heirs here in no time, you continue to wake the king up as this.”

“You were the one who started it, Your Majesty.”

Sephora rested her body on top of King Javiah.

He pulled the covers up over them.

“Could I asked Your Majesty something?”

He hugged her closer to his body

“I’m the king of this sovereign, you may.”

“Do you ever think there is something else beyond the stars, the moon?”

“Our creator, yes.”

“Yes, I know that, I was speaking more in terms of…I think we all have soul mates, and we have to live and be reborn again to find that soulmate.”

“Am I your soulmate Queen Sephora of Scotland and England?”

“I’m still weighing my options.”

King Javiah flipped Sephora over.

“I think you may need a little more convincing.”

He kissed her and repeatedly made love to her until he was summoned to the Throne Room for a grievous meeting.


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