Hail the Dragon Enchantress

Chapter 5: King Clint

WARNING! s****l SCENE AHEAD! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!

~Queen Regina’s P. O. V.~

I was grinding my hips against Claira’s mouth. Her tongue entered my folds as her fingers left me wanting more. The hay was wet from her onslaught. She and I were moaning together. She stopped and got on top of me. Her lips crashed into mine. I rolled her over and pushed her deeper into the haystack. Grabbing her hands and having them raised above her head as I suckle on her puckers. Her body reacted to my tongue swirling around her hardened n*****s. I nibbled and bit them. Taking one hand away from holding hers, I slid a finger from her lips to her weeping flower. Her bulb was sensitive to the touch. I took two fingers and rolled it between them. I leaned against her and licked her neck. Her moans were making her voice higher. Inserting 2 fingers into her, I hastily made her wet herself. She was no virgin now. She and Beau took each other’s innocence a few days ago. When she told me that, I decided to bring a wooden member.

Showing her the thing I brought with me. “Do you want it?” I cooed at her. My fingers are still making her wet the hay.

Through her moans, “Yes, my queen.” I smiled and nibbled on her neck.

I pushed the wooden toy into her, making her arch her back and groan more. Slowly, I made it work itself into her. Kissing her soft rosy lips as I let the toy f**k her. Her hands grasped at the hay. Her bosom was flopping up and down. I released her hands so I could squeeze those beautiful mounds of hers. She was crying out from the pleasure. I got fully on her and turned myself to see her open flower. Grinding mine on her flat stomach, I leaned a little further down and played with her bulb with my mouth. Tasting her fluids. She tasted so sweet. My hand rubbed her folds. Quickening my pace with the toy to make her scream my name.

“Please, my queen. Let me release.” She begged me through a breathless voice. My saliva hit her bulb as I made her release. Pulling out the toy, I noticed how wet it had become. Turning to face her as I played with myself on her stomach. Releasing myself, her flat stomach became a glistening glade. She pushed me down and placed her fingers inside of me again. The tension was building in my womb. Her greedy hand pawed my breasts. “Your breasts are so big, my queen.” Her mouth was attached to my n*****s. She managed to suckle them both. I was groaning and grinding against her hands torture. She let go of my hardened n****e and licked her lips. “It’s really so sad that I can’t play with you the same way.” She pouted her lower lip. “But I can still make you nice and wet.” She found my acorn and made me release it everywhere. Nothing was spared. It was raining on me. Taking out her fingers, she licks them and moans. Doing the same thing I did, she too made my stomach wet like a river.

We lay there, breathless at our finished business. Taking this chance before, I might have to marry King Clint. He has only been here for a few days. The people seem to like him. My father even approves of him. I took a deep breath. And let it out. It was a while before we got up. When we did, we helped each other get redressed and our hair fixed. We can’t let anyone know about this. Not that it’s wrong for a woman to lie with another woman. But the queen with the Head Baker would be problematic.

“Regina? Are you alright?” She asks me.

I shook my head. “I have found nothing unsatisfactory about King Clint. Is it wrong to try to find something?”

She kissed me again. “You are my closest friend. And I mean this with all the love in the world. You aren’t letting Jack go. King Clint is a good man. He clearly cares for you. You need to move on, Regina. And so do I. Beau and I are now properly betrothed. This will be our last night like this. We will be wed in a few weeks.”

I took her hand and placed it against my cheek. “I know you’re right. It just doesn’t feel right, Claira. What if he does something to me?”

She gave me a look. “That’s you getting in your head. Has he laid a hand on you?” I shook my head. “Has he entered your bed chamber without permission?” Again, I shook my head. “Has he done anything to warrant you hating him?” Each answer was a no. “There you have it.”

I gave in. “You’re right. It’s time I spent some time alone with him. Thank you, Claira.” I held her and she held me. “I’m going to miss our nights together.”

This made her lightly laugh. “Believe me when I say, a man is equally as good.” She kissed my forehead. “I’ll see you on the morrow, my queen.” I let her go and was left there stunned by her words. I went over to my horse and talked to her.

Even though horses and dragons cannot respond, it was good to just talk about it. Even to myself. After I talked to my horse, I went to my bed chambers. Before I opened the door, I decided that I would visit King Clint. If he is to be my husband, then we should talk. And get to know one another. I passed the portraits of my family and found his door. A little scared, I lightly knocked. I waited for his response.

“Come in.” I opened the door and saw that he was writing a letter. “My queen.” He bowed from his chair. I held up my hand. “What do I owe the pleasure?”

I mustered all of my courage. “It has been expressed to me that I have not given you a fair chance. Even though it has been 12 years, I found love once and I lost it to a band of pirates. The thought of another in my heart had been, in a word, terrifying to me. May I?” I gestured to the chair next to him. He nodded. I sat down. “I have been afraid to love. Most kings and princes that have seen these halls only saw my power and my wealth. They have never truly seen me. Yet, you are the first to pass my test. The first day you arrived, you spoke of my appearance. Not my dragons, nor my kingdom.” I looked at him. “I told myself that flattery wasn’t going to win me over. You have done what others could not. Surprise me.” He smiled at me. “I would like to show you the kingdom tomorrow, if you still want to spend time with me.” I may have felt my cheeks heat up.

He grabbed my hand and kissed it. “I would be honored, my queen.” He let go of my hand and went to his desk. “I don’t expect you to answer this until you are ready. However,” He hid his hands behind his back, then came over and got on one knee. Showing me a crystal box with a beautiful diamond ring in it. “I do not ask for wealth. I do not ask for power. Nor do I ask my queen for her dragons. I am a simple man who wants to know his future wife.” I covered my mouth. “Queen Regina, the first in her name of the Isle of Shora, will you take a humble king’s hand in marriage?” I nodded and held out my hand. He slipped the ring on my finger and kissed it again. “I will ask again when you tell me you are fully ready to say yes. May I request that it be done in front of the entire kingdom?” I nodded again. He looked at the clock, “My queen needs her rest.” He smiled again. “I will be waiting for you at the castle entrance. Until the morrow, my queen. Have a good sleep.” I stood and bowed to him. Retiring for the evening.

I laid on my bed for several minutes contemplating this ring I have. I accepted the ring and his proposal. This will be good for my kingdom. They need a king to lead with me. If he is to be my husband, then he needs to have his own dragon. I wonder how Nithe would take that. Has her heart healed? It's not like dragons don’t mate outside of a married couple. Mercury’s mate isn’t Nymph’s mate. The heavens only know what will happen. I shall look forward to tomorrow. He hasn’t warranted my un-lady-like behavior. Who knows, maybe I’ll end up loving him.