A few hours later Cyra was in her chambers when a servant came in and said "My Lady, the Sultan wants you to come to his chambers." Cyra sighed and said "I will be right there." The servant bowed and walked out; Cyra followed her. The servant said to the guards "She is here to see the Sultan." The guards opened the doors and she walked in slowly.
It was all dark in his chambers. Cyra heard a noise comming from her left. She turned and saw a divan and sitting upon it was Jeric. He said "So you came, I thought you would not." Cyra walked towards him and said "I came, what do you want of me?" Jeric threw an arm around her waist and pulled her onto the divan beside him. He kissed her and felt her fingers thread through his hair. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jeric pulled her against him and pressed her close to him. She gasped and struggled to get away.
Jeric let her lean away but did not let her go completely. He said "I told you I would not hurt you, I allways keep my word." Cyra leaned her head against his shoulder and said "I am sorry." He kissed her forehead and carried her to the bed.
There he laid her down and let his hand move freely. Cyra moaned and writhed and soon they were traveling to the stars. They spiraled, fell and climbed again in their waves of passion. Cyra clasped him to her and moaned as the last wave broked over them. Jeric collaped ontop of her and they lay there in the tangled bed for a few minutes regaining their breath. Cyra gasped and said "That was beautiful." Jeric said "You have no idea how beautiful you are." Cyra blushed and said "Should I leave?" Jeric said "No, stay. Sleep here with me tonight." Cyra pulled the blankets over them and laid back down. Jeric pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. Cyra put a hand on his chest and leaned her head on his shoulder and said "I love you." Jeric kissed her forehead and said "I love you too." Then they both closed their eyes and fell asleep.
For the next few years they live in happiness until one day Jeric was off at war and was killed. Cyra soon died after him of a broken heart but their children kept their memories alive by following in their footsteps.
I hope you have have enjoyed my story. I know some might not but I hope you that did enjoyed it.
Priestess_the_Slayer · Sat Dec 17, 2005 @ 11:38pm · 0 Comments |