My One and Only King

--Prologue— Zephyr felt the cold night air brush his back as he loomed over his lover, ready to take her as he did so often, whether it was in the bedchambers or in the fields outside of the kingdom. He knew his actions were reprehensible, and so did she. Even the notion of going public with their relationship was potentially catastrophic for the Silverback clan, and Zephyr knew this well. But she was irresistible – a living, breathing elixir of lust and passion waiting to be devoured whole. “La’hiri…” He whispered in her ear as he heard her breathing rapidly increased. Zephyr pressed his c—k against her opening, her gasps for air signaling to him that she was ready and wanting for him. Without hesitation, he slowly inserted himself inside her w—manhood, filling her small body with his c—k like he always did. No matter how many times they found themselves with each other, her body was always tight around his c—k. She let out an audible gasp as Zephyr pushed every inch of himself into her, her golden eyes gleaming with lust and want as strands of silver hair danced across her face with the night breeze. “My king…” Zephyr looked down at his lover, her tiny frame arching as he started to move inside her. She was well adjusted to his size, and he could see from her expression that she took delight in being filled by him. “Call my name… tell me who you belong to…” The woman smiled as she reached out to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she spoke to the towering figure above her. “I belong to you, my one and only Zephyr… My king…”