[ON HOLD] The Empress

XXXIX. Sunset of the Past

Zilyana woke to the sensation of something hot and wet on her groin. The Sídhe's eyes flew open, fearing her moon blood had come, only to find a pair of sapphire-blue orbs staring up at her.

It was Maximilian.

He lay between her legs, grinning up at her. His warm tongue was pressed against her intimate folds, his mouth feasted upon her inner nectar.

"M...Max...?" Zilyana stammered. "What are you...?"

"Shuush..." Maximilian whispered. "Did I wake you?"

"I...Obviously..." Zilyana stammered, still confused. "What... what are you doing?"

"Showing you again, how sorry I am," he replied. He turned his head and kissed the tender, inner skin of her thigh. "You are my Sun Empress, remember? Were you not satisfied with my worship last night?"

Zilyana's cheeks grew hot at the memory. Last night was more passionate than the night he laid claim to her virginity, but then again, the rumors spoke true. Make up sex after a big argument was always the best.

"I suppose...it was adequate," Zilyana replied, playfully smirking. "I'll accept it for now."

Maximilian kissed her other thigh before sliding up her body and pressing his lips to hers. Zilyana moaned as she combed her fingers through his thick hair, before slowly breaking the kiss so she could stare into his eyes.

"Remember your promise..." she whispered.

"I know," Maximilian sighed. "I know."

He bent down and began to kiss her neck, Zilyana could feel his manhood starting to harden and grow aroused. The Sídhe pulled him close as they positioned themselves so that they lay side by side, Maximilian's front to Zilyana's back. He lifted her leg with one of his hands before guiding himself into her body, both moaning together.

"Gods..." Zilyana whispered, turning her head and pressing her lips back to his.

Maximilian moved his hips slowly while massaging her breast with his free hand. It wasn't long before his pace increased, and he moved his hands from Zilyana's leg and breast, to now hold onto her hips.

Zilyana's sharp, and not at all quiet, cries of pleasure filled the chamber as he slammed into her over and over again. Her nails dug into the silken sheets as she felt her climax creep closer. Maximilian's heavy panting, loud grunts, and groans reflected his release building within.

Unable to hold back anymore, Zilyana tossed back her head with a gasp. Her body shuddered as the climax tore through her body. Her inner walls tightened around Maximilian's member and drew it deep within her body, the sensation driving the emperor over the edge himself. Burying his face into Zilyana's neck, Maximilian groaned his member twitching and jerking within, coating the walls of her womb with his seed.

Slowly, both came down from the euphoric high, the two cuddling to bathe in the afterglow.

"How are the twins?" Maximilian asked as Zilyana lay in the crook of his arm.

"Growing every day," Zilyana replied. "But...it's time that they received their names."

Maximilian nodded. "I was told that my grandmother desired to name them after herself. But I sense you don't like that."

"You sense right," Zilyana grumbled.

The Sídhe sat up, her long hair falling over her naked body. "I want to give them Sídhe names. Or at least, something close to my People. My mother can't be here to give them her blessing but...I still want to respect them."