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“Can you hear me?”
He smiled. When some of the tension eased from his features, she realized how tense he seemed.
“Yes, Princess. I can hear you. Now, I want you to hear me. Keep your head down. Keep your mouth shut. Be patient and wait for my cues. I’m going to get you out of here.”
So, she waited. She got ready for bed that night and managed not to cringe when Fariq opened the door to her room, approved her choice of nightgown, then helped her into bed,
“Try to forget what had to be done on the raft,” he said, leaning down to kiss her. “Know that I showed mercy to those we couldn’t afford to bring with us by not allowing them to drown or be eaten alive by sharks. Be grateful that once again, I saved you.”
“Yes, Fariq,” she said quietly.
He withdrew, turning off the light as he closed the door. She heard him lock it before heading to his own quarters.
Aliya was looking out the open balcony doors at the moonlit inky skies when she saw a tumble of bedsheets descend from above and Christian sliding down them. He was crazy, but her body came back to life in a way she hadn’t thought impossible.
He put his finger to his lips as he crept into her room and sat on the end of the bed. Leaning down, he kissed her with barely restrained passion. Aliya sat up, drawing her nightgown over her head, and folded back the bedclothes, entreating him to join her. She’d begun to crave his attention—both discipline and loving.
Christian smiled and slid his hands between her legs, parting the petals of her sex as he stroked her.
“We don’t have time, Princess. There will come a day when I’ll remove these silky curls, so I can better see your arousal.”
His words were almost as intoxicating as the delicious fondling he was inflicting on her.
“You know the rule about touching yourself, right?” he growled quietly. “I’m the only one who gets to pleasure you.”
“More,” she pleaded.
“Not enough time. I just wanted to make sure you were all right, but I can’t seem to keep my hands off you.”
“More.”
“I want to have the time…”
“Please? I want whatever time I can have. More.”
Christian stood, pulling his t-shirt over his head and stripping off his jeans. He wore no underwear—no boxers, no briefs, nothing. His cock jutted away from his body, proud and sure.
“I’ll make it good for you,” he whispered as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, making them harder still when he pinched them.
She inhaled sharply but placed her hands on top of his.
“Oh, Princess, I am so going to hell for this…”
Christian knelt between her legs, spreading them wide, and allowed his cock to nudge her labia. Using his cock to rub between the lips of her sex allowed her to be less weary, not only of him but of what he could make her feel.
“Christian,” she’d sighed, tilting her hips into alignment with his hard cock.
He made a place for himself in the cradle of her hips before placing his hand over her mouth and thrusting into her in a long, powerful move, driving to the end of her sheath. She was grateful he managed to muffle her strangled cry as she climaxed justfrom the act of his possession—and she had no doubt, Christian had possessed her.
Aliya watched the grin spread across his face and realized she hadn’t asked for his permission to come. Surely, he couldn’t expect her not to when everything he did seemed to focus on his pleasuring them both. When he moved, she was tight but slick with her need.
Christian slid his hands under her ass and fucked her, first with slow, deliberate moves, then picking up his pace. He fucked deep and hard as her body responded and stiffened in anticipation of the orgasm she could feel building.
He let go of one of her ass cheeks and brought his hand to wrap around her windpipe. Although terrified of suffocating or drowning, all Aliya felt was an exaggeration of her now rampant desire. She writhed beneath him as he thrust inside her, grinding his pelvis into her clit, and forcing her over the edge into an abyss of feeling and sensation as he flooded her pussy with his cum.
Aliya’s sheath clamped down on his length, spasming as she milked every last drop of his essence. Christian collapsed on top of her, catching his breath as she felt their shared peace and completion settle over them like a shroud. She clung to him with both hands, hoping to ensure he couldn’t see the welling tears rushing to fill her eyes, distorting her vision behind their watery sheen.
He withdrew and kissed her savagely. “You’re mine, princess. Don’t you ever forget that. I’ll get you to safety.”
