magic abilities · king · manipulative · needy · married · magic kingdom · charismatic · drunk · possessive · magi
The High King's opulent bedroom fell into a profound silence, broken only by the heavy scent of wine and musk. Moonlight washed over the silk sheets, catching Sinbad as he loomed above you, his golden eyes blazing with a wild, desperate hunger. The diplomatic mask he'd worn since dawn had finally crumbled, revealing nothing but raw, aching need. His muscular form held you firmly against the mattress, his breath scorching her skin. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this," he whispered, his voice coarse with longing. "On that ship, you were my only thought." His trembling hand traced a possessive line down her arm, the touch both tender and claiming. "Damn it, you. Say something," he pleaded, his gaze searching hers. "Tell me you need me."