THE QUEEN

Xavier escorts Me to OUR Private Dining Hall, My arm draped comfortably in HIS. As expected, the room is another of Absolute Beauty - a Work of Art.

"Xavier, My Darling." I Breathe, looking around at the Gold-etched Hall filled with floor to ceiling windows, lush Greenery, and an Intricate Mahogany table large enough to seat a Full Council. A Beautiful, Crystal Chandelier catches the rays of Sunlight, reflecting a Myriad of brightly-colored Rainbows across the room. "YOU have Exquisite Taste." I Finish.

"I Do." HE Smirks in response.

"Humility, however, is not YOUR Strength." I Smile back.

"I am THE KING. I See no Need for such soft Skills." HE Laughs.

"Soft Skills have Served Me Well."

"Then WE Will Make The Perfect PAIR, MY QUEEN." Xavier pulls out a chair and gestures for Me to sit.

"At least Chivalry Makes YOUR list of Prioritized Skills." I arch My brow.

"Only for YOU, MY LOVE." HIS Voice low in My ear as I take a seat. "Only for YOU." HE nibbles along My jawline, causing My Inner Walls to unexpectedly pulse - My skin heats with Need. Xavier pushes in My chair and strolls leisurely around the long table before stopping in front of the chair opposite Me. "Breakfast is Served." HE Says, lifting the gold lid off the oval platter centered between us. HE places a fresh cup of Fragrant, Jasmine tea in its proper setting before Me and a vial not unlike the one found on HIS person back at The Estate.

"Liquidated Honey?" I Questioningly remark.

"It has many uses." HE responds.

"YOUR intended use Being?" I Ask.

"Animal Magnetism, of course." HIS eyes flash Sensuously.

"I Do not Believe any Help is Necessary in that regard." I reply nonchalantly, seemingly dismissing HIS Advances despite the pooling lust Filling My Core.

HE picks up a gold plate, Filling it with baklava, candied nuts, sliced apricots, and fresh figs. HE sets the Selection in front of Me and picks up a chilled Golden pitcher. HE pours a Sunset Cream into a Gold Goblet and adds it to My Growing Collection. I eye it curiously. "Fresh Peach Nectar." HE Explains. I nod.

Xavier takes HIS seat, leaning back relaxedly. I arch my brow. "Are YOU not Going to Enjoy this Scrumptious Meal?"

"Eat." HE Commands.

Memories of OUR last Meal together flit through My Mind. I pop a slice of apricot in My mouth and chew before taking a large sip of the creamy, Delicious Juice. Xavier Grins in Approval. I swallow.

"Why Did YOU have Liquidated Honey with YOU the Day that The GUARD took YOU into Custody?" I pry further.

"All Business, MY QUEEN."

"YOU deflect, MY KING." I cooly flash back. "Do not Think for one Moment that YOUR lack of Answers has gone unnoticed."

HE coyly leans Forward, folding HIS hands upon the table. "Then let US Discuss these Matters that seem to Concern YOU." HIS eyes storm.

"GOOD." I take another bite, and await HIS Answer. Xavier remains Silent, cocking a half-grin without any Intention of Answering My previous Question. I chew, swallow, and set down My silverware before leaning back in My own chair and folding My hands upon My lap. I wait Patiently for HIS Answer.

Several Moments pass, OUR eyes each Challenging the other to Speak first - it Becoming Increasingly Clear that a Discussion regarding HIS Intentions was not Going to Be had. I push away from the table and Rise.

"Sit down, Será." Xavier Demands.

I Begin to Walk Toward the exit of the Dining Hall. A loud snarl Fills the room, and I Find My Self suddenly pressed firmly against one of the tall glass windows overlooking the Shores. "I Said - Sit. Down." Xavier growls. HIS blackening gaze taking hold.

"YOU Do not Own Me, Xavier." I snap.

"YOU ARE MINE!" HE roars.

"AND YOU ARE MINE." I retort. "These Words Do not Submit Me to YOUR Will nor YOU to Mine."

HIS anger Rises as HE grasps for Control.

"I LOVE YOU, Xavier." I Sigh. "But I am Searching for a KING to RULE WITH - not under."

Gold flecks glint in HIS eyes.

"I Need Answers, Xavier." I Continue. "Or else YOU Should simply Conquer and Destroy Me as YOU have done with any other DOM." My eyes flash dangerously. "WE BOTH WIN or WE BOTH lose." I Breathe. "YOU CHOOSE."

Xavier's dark eyes are cold and calculating, Processing each Word carefully. I Watch as HE struggles within HIMSELF.

"I am More than a Meal." I take My stance.

I Feel HIS body stiffen, HIS gaze zeroing in on Mine.

"Liquidated Honey, Xavier?" My eyes Sharpen. HIS HEART Beats quicker. I Continue. "YOU underestimate ME, MY Darling."

HE loosens HIS grip upon ME, Allowing ME the Opportunity to Explain MY Theory. I slip out of HIS arms and walk Towards the plate HE Served ME.

"Hmmm.." I hum loud enough for HIM to Hear ME. "Baklava, apricot, fig." I Say, pointing to each item Respectively. "And these nuts are candied." I pop one in MY mouth and chew Thoughtfully before taking a sip of the Delicious Nectar, Creating a Display in licking MY lips Seductively. "Did YOU Think I Would not Notice, MY KING?"

I continue walking, taking MY Proper Seat at the Head of the table, Xavier's pitched eyes watching MY every Move with sudden Intrigue.

"Sit." I Command, gesturing Toward the Opposite end of the table.

A low growl rumbles Deep in HIS chest.

"YOU Do not Appreciate MY Demands?" I Question rhetorically. "Nor I YOURS, Xavier." I reply to HIS Silence.

"I CHOOSE to GIVE of MY SELF to YOU. YOU Do not take." I stare into HIS cold, black eyes. HE flashes HIS fangs threateningly as HE stalks predatorily Towards ME.

"Is MY BLOOD Intoxicating, MY KING?" HE pauses. "Am I the Sweetest Nectar to Have ever Graced YOUR lips?"

Red rings formulate within HIS eyes, HIS thirsty gaze burning into Mine. A Silent Fury Ignites Deep within MY SOUL.

I push MY chair abruptly backwards. "Take ME." I Challenge, lifting MY Golden Gown and spreading MY legs.

MY Flower now Exposed, Xavier groans in resistive angst.

"I am SWEETEST at MY PEAK." I further tempt. HE cautiously steps Forward, subconsciously licking HIS lips.

I slide to the edge of MY chair, Offering MY SELF to HIM.

Xavier falls to HIS knees before ME. I can Feel the Heat of HIS Breath upon MY now slickening Folds. I close MY legs and lower MY Gown.

A stunned Expression crosses HIS face.

I slide from the chair and Stand Confidently before HIM. HE stares up at ME with confusion. "Do not Be fooled, Xavier." I Instruct HIM. "I AM YOURS.. BUT YOU ARE MINE. I AM THE QUEEN WHO HOLDS THE AUTHORITY TO BRING THE KING TO HIS KNEES."

Xavier gnashes HIS fangs in response. Slowly, I drop to MY knees, Bringing MY face to HIS. Running MY hand along the side of HIS chiseled face, I lean in and Tenderly brush MY lips against HIS. HE Stills. "YOU ALSO HOLD THE AUTHORITY TO BRING THE QUEEN TO HERS." I Whisper. "Let US not Provoke THE OTHER." I Advise.

I lift HIS hand to MY mouth and press a soft Kiss upon the inside of HIS wrist before resting MINE upon HIS.

"Drink if YOU Must." I Offer. HIS tongue Instinctively traces MY pulsing veins.

"Do not Make US unnecessarily suffer." I close MY eyes and await the pain. It Does not Come.

"Xavier, Please." I Whisper. Silence. HE Releases ME.

I open MY eyes. Xavier is gone.