by A. M. True
I fell into complete ecstasy. I gave into the pulsating sensations he had been offering so generously and continuously. A loud erotic moan escaped my mouth. I couldn’t hold back as my entire body tensed up and released the all the desires and pleasures that had built-up within it. From the unfinished yearnings of the first intimate session with Thorenel, to the cravings within this session, he had completely satisfied them all. Physically engaging with Thorenel was electrifying—mind-blowing—stupefying!
Artist: Kevin Ohlsson
Song: Returning Heroes
After experiencing the magical swarming and blending of our energies within an invigorating colorful fog around us, our bodies finally released. We continued convulsing for a few moments as we caught our breath. Thorenel was still propped up on his hands with his face dropped down towards my chest. Occasionally, I could still feel him convulse inside me, which made me convulse. We lay there recovering until our bodies finally relaxed with one another.
Thorenel removed himself from me and slid his right arm underneath my head as he positioned himself on his back, bringing my head to rest on his chest. It was apparent that Emalickel and Thorenel exhibited similar mannerisms after intimacy. Thorenel covered us up in the white fluffy sheets of the bed. Neither of us spoke nor said any words. There was no need to. Thorenel stared up at the ceiling with his other arm behind his head. An overwhelming sleepiness overcame me. I fought to keep my eyes open.
Thorenel: It is normal for your body to react in this manner after engaging with Emalickel and me. It is imperative that you rest. The reason you feel exhausted is because your body is overloaded in processing information from my celestial energy. It is in the process of fusion with your mortal energy. You are about to enter a deep state of hibernation while your body works at intertwining my celestial molecules with your mortal molecules. With my energy literally flowing inside you, you are becoming more closely attuned to me and my powers. This will happen each time you engage with me or Emalickel. Eventually, you will share the same abilities and powers as both of us.
I felt my body slip into total relaxation. My eyes closed before I could even respond to Thorenel.
The nest thing I knew, I was waking up again to the sound of someone moving about the room. I opened my eyes and saw that I was still in the bed at the cottage. Thorenel was standing by the fireplace pouring himself something to drink. He glanced up at me, then back down at the cup.
Thorenel: Ah, there you are! That was quite a slumber! You were out for almost seventy-eight hours.
As I sat up, I noticed I was wearing the beautiful Grecian dress again along with the sparkling jewels. My body felt strong, clean, refreshed, rejuvenated, and completely energized.
Thorenel: Come along. We must continue our tour of Lapoi. Emalickel wants you to see something very special.
Thorenel extended out his hand to me.
Me: Does he know about us being intimate?
Thorenel chuckled to himself.
Thorenel: Are you serious?! Of course he knows! He came by yesterday to check on you, but you were in your slumber.
Me: Was he okay with everything?
Thorenel: It’s a silly question, and deep down, you know it is a silly question. It would be like me asking you if it is okay that I breathe. This is not the petty, selfish mortal plane. He and I are a celestial-pair, and this is how it goes on the celestial plane. It’s nothing unusual or anything to feel uneasy about.
Once again, he extended his hand out to me, inviting me to take hold of it. I stood up, walked to him, and placed my hand into his.
Thorenel: Now close your eyes, and do not open them until I tell you to do so.
I smiled and closed my eyes in excitement and trust. There was a brief pause. Then, Thorenel said very quietly.
Thorenel: By the way, you are glowing with radiance!
I felt Thorenel wrap me into his arms and pull me into him. The lights and vibrations began. I knew we were teleporting somewhere. Then the silence grew back into the sounds of awareness again. I knew we had arrived at our destination. Thorenel released his embrace of me but continued to hold my hand while he exhaled a sigh.
Thorenel: Okay. You can open your eyes now.
Artist: Mattia Cupelli
Song: Mooncatcher
My excitement built as I slowly began to open my eyes. Only, I wasn’t surprised at all. We were staring at snow-capped mountains in the distance. I continued to scan the scenery. There was a wheat field to my right, but I saw nothing else of surprise. Only more snow-capped mountains. Thorenel let go of my hand, but I could see he was looking at me.
Me: I don’t understand the surprise. What is this? What are we looking at?
Thorenel leaned in and whispered in my ear.
Thorenel: Behind you.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and guided me. slowly turning me around, revealing the surprise. I gasped to myself. I instantly recognized what it was. I found myself staring at the enormous, impeccable castle-like structure! It reached up into the clouds of the sky. It stood directly in front of me, lit up like a piece of heaven—immaculate and breathtaking. It made me feel inferior from its size. It took my breath away.
Me: The castle!
Thorenel: Indeed. Though, we refer to it as the Palace of Lapoi.
We stood there for a moment while I absorbed its enticing beauty. I admired the white and golden palace with the gleaming ocean in the background behind it. Then, Thorenel teleported us right up to the structure. The sculpted arches were lit glamorously with recessed lighting. The top contained blocked peaks. The whole structure itself was lined in golden trim. The face was made from smooth white stone. Slowly, I scanned every detail from top to bottom.
Thorenel guided me along the stone walkway until we came to a set of huge gold and white arched double-doors.
Me: Can we go inside?
Thorenel looked at me and chuckled. He gently grabbed one of my hands again.
Thorenel: Yes, but this is only the gate, gorgeous.
As we approached the gated doors, they slowly began to open inward by themselves. The gates opened to a glowing, beautifully landscaped, courtyard area with enormous statues of archangels. There were stone paths and architectural structures throughout the courtyard. Pink petunias in huge stone pots lined the central walkway which lead to the massive palace doors. Perfectly trimmed, soft, green, grass lay across the rest of the landscape. A massive four-story palace stood at the center of it all. Two warriors guarded the front doors of the palace. As Thorenel and I approached, they began opening the doors for us. As we walked by, they looked at Thorenel and nodded in respect. Their eyes discretely followed me.
The palace doors opened into a huge throne hall and a long, perpendicular hallway. A massive archway opened to the Throne Hall. We proceeded towards this archway, but first we crossed a long, perpendicular hallway which stretched 100 yards to the left and 100 yards to the right. After crossing the hallway, we walked under the massive archway and into the giant Throne Hall. We walked along a centrally-located aisle on a black rug which was outlined in golden trim. The ceiling above the aisle was dome-shaped and was open all the way to the second floor.
The Throne Hall was approximately 100 yards deep and 60 yards wide. At the opposite end of the long aisle, was a semi-circular stairway which led up to a glowing throne area. Behind it was another semi-circular set of stairs leading up to an immaculate balcony which overlooked a grassy valley with snow-capped mountains in the distance. Three massive open archways led to this balcony behind the thrones. Sheer white chiffon drapes hung between each of these arches and blew gracefully with the breeze.
The entire aisle was lined with a series of white, marble archways on each side. Looking up, I noticed several Corinthian-style columns lining the balconies along the second floor. Each opening of the archways and columns was about 15 feet tall and 10 feet wide. There were about 20 archways extending down the aisle to the throne area. The floor itself was glossy
white marble containing hints of gold and bronze.
Our footsteps echoed as we continued to walk further into the palace. Along the way, I noticed several large arched windows on both floors tucked away about 20 yards from the central aisle. The windows were hidden behind the archways which lined the aisle. These windows overlooked beautiful courtyards on both sides. So, the aisle itself was 20 yards wide, then there was a wall of archways to the left and right sides of the aisle. The arched windows were 20 yards behind these archways.
Artist: Steve Jablonsky
Song: My Name is Lincoln
Midway down the aisle, to the left and right, were stairways leading to the second floor. I slowed my pace. Everything glowed of divinity. I felt so small inside the majestic palace.
Thorenel’s mouth tugged into a smile. He continued to guide me down the main aisle towards the throne. As we got closer, I noticed two large, golden emblems, resembling the Celtic trinity symbol, on the white, marble floor. This golden symbol was also etched into the black rug which ran along the aisle and on every other black tapestry which hung from the walls between the archways. The archways near the end of the aisle, on both the first and second floors, formed a large semi-circle around the throne area, making it more spacious and open near the throne. It was here, on each side of the aisle, the two large, golden, trinity emblems where engraved on the floor.
Down at the throne, two men were wearing plain, white, robes. They were assisting a much larger, important-looking man who was wearing a beige, hooded cloak. His cloak was lined with gold and contained the golden trinity symbol on the back. The assistants were in front of the important man and were reviewing with him some sort of glowing golden tablet. I could hear them talking, but the powerful echo of the palace made it difficult to understand what they said from where I stood. The important-looking man sat down on one of two white and gold thrones. He was facing our direction, but I couldn’t see his face because of the shadow created by the hood of his cloak, and he was also blocked by the assistants. For a moment, he seemed to be looking in our direction, although I couldn’t see his face. Then, he looked down at the tablet in his lap. I assumed the man on the throne was some kind of authority-figure.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Thorenel’s telepathy.
Thorenel: He is one of the two Princedoms in charge of the Kingdom of Lapoi. Come. It is time you are properly introduced to him.
I became increasingly nervous as we approached the stairs of the throne. My thoughts raced. What do I say? What if he doesn’t like me? I hope we’re not interrupting him from something. Should I bow? Was I dressed properly?
I felt Thorenel place one of his hands on my shoulder.
Thorenel: You have nothing to worry about. Just be yourself.
Our footsteps continued to echo until we had reached the stairs. Two white lions were perched on either side of two gold and white throne chairs. Upon reaching the stairs, both lions changed their positions from lying to sitting upright. They stared right at me attentively. My heart raced in fear. We stopped. Thorenel cleared his throat, obtaining the attention of the Prince. Thorenel bowed his head before speaking aloud.
Thorenel: My Prince, please, excuse me. I hope this is a good time and mean not to interrupt.
The assistants moved to the side, and the Prince moved his head to look towards us. He didn’t say anything. Thorenel continued.
Thorenel: May I introduce to you our guest of Lapoi? She derives from the mortal plane, from the planet they call Earth.
The Prince held up the golden tablet. The assisting men removed it from his hands. The Prince motioned for them to leave. The men walked down from the throne area, exited the stairs, and disappeared into the archways.
Artist: Two Steps from Hell
Song: Miracles
As soon as the assistants had moved, light from the windows beamed directly onto the Prince, making him glow of divinity. All else around him seemed to fade darker, making him stand out. Still though, his face was shadowed by the hood of his cloak. Still sitting on his throne, he motioned for me to come to him, using the first two fingers of one of his hands which rested upon the arm of the white and gold throne.
Thorenel slowly guided me up the stairs. When we arrived at the top, Thorenel used his free hand to subtlety squeeze my hand, which clenched onto his arm with a tight grip. Thorenel looked at my grasping hand and cleared his throat. I looked at him but shook my head, refusing to remove my hand from the security of him. He nodded reassuringly and looked at my hand once again. I felt so foolish, but I also felt overwhelmed and uncomfortable in the presence of this Prince. I didn’t want to let go of the of Thorenel’s arm. He patted my hand. After a slight struggle, he managed to pull himself away from my grip. My hand felt cold to the air as it had become comfortable to the growing heat from Thorenel’s arm. I looked back at him. He was trying to keep from laughing. He was amused by my childish behavior. He nodded at me in reassurance to continue moving towards the Prince.
As I stepped before the Prince, I could feel the energy of his power emanating from him. I smiled but was so intimidated I couldn’t muster up the courage to speak. It was hard to even breathe.
The Prince turned his head to look at Thorenel for a moment before his shadowed face returned to me. Slowly he began to stand. He stood at about seven feet tall and weighed about 350 pounds. I still couldn’t see his face, but I could tell he was looking down at me with his eyes. He wore armor, like Thorenel, under his cloak. He also wore similar black boots which came nearly to his knees. I could see his sleeveless arms peeking from under his cloak, and I could tell he had a defined muscular stature. His skin was smooth and bronzed. His body was very attractive
Slowly, he reached for the hood of his cloak and began sliding it from his head. I was so nervous that my breathing became shallow. Time moved in slow motion as the hood fell back from the Prince’s head. When it fell, I tilted my head to get a better look at him for he looked strikingly familiar. The Prince winked at me, and a sly smile grew across his face.
Me: Emalickel?!
He gave me a reassuring nod.
My jaw dropped. My heart raced. I couldn’t catch my breath. A Princedom… THE Princedom of Lapoi! All this time, I’ve been with the prince of celestials without even knowing it!?
Emalickel: It is true.
His demeanor was serious. He did not even flinch. With my mouth still open in disbelief, I looked behind my shoulder at Thorenel, who nodded to reassure me it was true.
Me: But… why didn’t you tell me?
Emalickel soothingly rested his hands on the tops of my shoulders.
Emalickel: I am sorry for withholding this from you. I feared my status would influence your decisions. I wanted to make sure you chose me for who I am, not for my position or title. I also did not want to distract you from the others should you have interest in them. Now I know you chose me, not because of my status on Lapoi, but because of your love for me.
He paused to place my hands in his.
Emalickel: This palace is my home—it belongs to me. Having united with me, this is also your palace now—it belongs to you.
Blown away, I was completely silent.
Emalickel: Do you understand what I am telling you?
He smiled and motioned for me to sit in the empty throne next to his. He then took his seat as well.
Emalickel: You see, it is true, I am one of the Princedoms of Lapoi. The Kingdom of Lapoi belongs to me. I was chosen to watch over this realm of Millattus. In doing so, I was blessed with a gift from God. He showed me the presence of you. As sure as I sit here upon this throne known to be mine…
He scooted himself to the edge of his throne and leaned towards me so that his eyes were directly in line with mine. He took my hands into his before continuing. He engaged eye contact with me and spoke very slow and clearly.
Emalickel: …and now, you, Princess, are sitting upon yours.
My breath was taken away. Goosebumps
scattered the surface of my skin. Butterflies of excitement swarmed the pits of my stomach. I felt doubt and disbelief. There’s no way this is true. I had to have misheard or misunderstood him. His eyes remained serious as he searched my face for a reaction. He then began to smile at me. That is when the reality began to set-in. This is really happening! I am with a Prince! I’ve become a Princess! I share a palace with a celestial Prince—with THE Celestial Prince over all life as we know it! I was filled with mixed emotions: surprise, joy, and astonishment. I was absolutely flabbergasted. I could feel my eyes pooling with tears of joy and astonishment. I tried to cover this up by smiling and blinking the tears away. I wasn’t sure what to say. There were no words I could find to even speak at all.
