Dante's LetterA Story by Chellie
A romantic letter to a nymph named Dante from his mate and queen. Written for a contest from the group Red Eclipse.
To my beloved Dante,
Your absence from me has left me lonely at night. How I have longed for your touch. I know you are away to protect our people, but I cannot help missing you. My body grows weak without you, as I know yours does without me. If I were not queen of the nymphs, and you the king, I would have accompanied you to battle, keeping you strong.
I lay awake at night thinking about you, craving your touch. I picture your body over mine, savoring, feeling. In my dreams I can smell your sweet sent. You smell of the ocean, salty and fresh, yet appealing to my senses. I spend many of my days at the ocean, awaiting your return, and I can’t help but remember our first memory together.
I was walking along the beach, dreaming of a young prince I could never have. My heart had always yearned for him, but deep inside I knew that I would never be chosen as his mate. Surely his heart would belong only to the finniest of the female nymphs. And as I was dreaming of the young prince, who was made of pure sex and savage warrior, I noticed a figure in the distance.
As I looked closer at the figure, I realized that it was the prince. His beautiful hair was wet, stuck to his forehead and temples. His body appeared as if it had been kissed by both the sun and the sea, as droplets of water slid slowly down his perfectly bronzed skin. He walked with confidence, so sure of himself, unlike me, who was shy and withdrawn. As he approached me I saw his blue eyes scan my body, looking for an appropriate bed partner. My heart raced in my chest as his lips curved up into a smile and he stopped just feet from me.
I watched his eyes as he took one more look at my body, lingering on my breasts, barely covered by a thin piece of material that every average female wore, and then between my legs. As his eyes moved back up to my body to meet my own I could see him harden under the cloth that hid his most masculine part. But as his eyes met mine, the universe seemed to stop around us. His eyes widened, and he let out a gasp that anyone mated could recognize. His heart had chosen his mate, and it was hard to believe it was me. You, the man I had dreamed of my whole life, had chosen me.
We made love on that beach for the first time. That was over ten years ago. I still am so in love with you Dante, and dream of you every night. My heart aches without you near me, and I sometimes tell myself to go to you. But I am now the queen of our people, and I have a duty to uphold while you are away.
Dante, know that I love you very much, and I pray everyday for your safe return. I hope to see you very soon my love. Be safe, and stay well.
P.S. I just found out today, you better be coming home soon, because in eight months, your going to be a father.
© 2010 Chellie
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