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The beautiful princess who’d stolen his heart moved to straddle Ashar’s hips. He watched her struggle to accept Ashar into her body and realized she was not yet excited enough to ease his possession. Nasir shifted his mouth from Ashar’s chest to Farima’s shaved mound. He suckled her gently until her juices began to flow more freely and she sank slowly down Ashar’s cock.
Nasir’s hand continued to stroke the base of Ashar’s cock while Farima rode it hesitantly, taking little more than half of it into her body.
“Oh, that feels good,” she purred, her head tilting back, long black hair flowing around her gorgeous body with the sensual movements of her body.
Thick, but not deep. Nasir took note of what gave Farima pleasure. He had to help Ashar find what he liked, too, so they could find bliss together. Nasir had an idea, but he wasn’t sure if either of his lovers would enjoy what he had in mind. He shifted and poised his hard cock over Ashar’s trembling lips. He thrust down into Ashar’s throat.
This was nothing new for them. Ashar went stil , opening his throat to Nasir’s gentle thrusts. When Nasir was certain his cock was coated with saliva he moved between Ashar’s legs and curled his body up against Farima’s back. His hands covered her breasts and he moved with her, rising and lowering as she rode her husband, who was Nasir’s first love, but not his most precious. Farima filled that role.
“Take me,” Ashar demanded. “Do it, Nasir.”
That, too, was not new between them. Nasir had fucked Ashar almost as many times as Ashar had reciprocated, but that was not what he’d moved behind Farima to do.
“Not you, Ashar,” Nasir said. “Her.”
When the head of his cock breached her back entrance, she gasped and paused.
“What? What are you doing, Nasir?”
He pressed upward, taking her deeper.
Ashar swore under his breath. “I feel you, Nasir. Rub against me,” he gasped.
“Inside of her.”
Nasir pulled back several inches and both of his lovers sputtered with excitement.
Farima sank down to accept both cocks deeper into her body. Nasir helped her ride them. She never took them very deep, but she rose and fel over them faster and faster until Nasir was convinced he would die if he didn’t find release soon.
“Help her come, Ashar,” Nasir said as he watched the bliss build on Ashar’s gorgeous face.
“H-how?” he gasped. “Oh, I’m going to explode. Soon. Soon.” Nasir took Ashar’s hand and directed it to Farima’s clit. “Stroke her there. Not too hard, but firmly and rapidly.”
Ashar obeyed. His gaze moved to Farima’s face to watch her find pleasure in his body. He seemed a bit surprised that he was capable pleasing her. That she enjoyed his touch. Found bliss while his cock was filling her.
Farima’s body buckled as she claimed her orgasm. Ashar and Nasir fol owed her to nirvana in rapid succession.
When their breathing began to settle and their sweaty bodies were melded together in a tangle of limbs, Ashar kissed his wife passionately. “I have never had such an intense orgasm before and have never come while a woman was in charge of the joining. You are amazing, my princess.”
Nasir chuckled. He’d done most of the work.
“Ashar,” Farima said, “does it bother you that I love Nasir?”
“Of course not. I also love him.”
“But you’ve known him for years. I’ve only known him for months.”
“Did you love him before we al became lovers?” Ashar asked.
Farima nodded. “I loved him the moment I first laid eyes on him. I thought he was to be my husband when he arrived at my father’s court and asked for my hand. I did not realize he was an envoy sent in your steed. I was so disappointed when I learned he was not to be mine.”
“He is yours,” Ashar said. “And mine.”
Nasir smiled gently, his body rapidly succumbing to exhaustion.
“I thought you would be upset that I wanted Nasir for my husband.”
“Do you stil ?” Ashar asked.
She laughed, the gentle sound warming Nasir’s heart. “I like this arrangement,” she said.
“As do I,” Nasir said. He could not provide for Farima the way Ashar could. Could not give her a family or a home or a name. He accepted his role in life and, as far as roles went, a eunuch couldn’t really ask for more than he had.
“I am also grateful that you allowed Maisha to come with me from my father’s home,” Farima said. “She has brought me much comfort. I wish to ask something of you on her behalf. I wish to ask for her freedom.”
“How did you know she was incarcerated?” Ashar asked. “I never told you.”
“Incarcerated? What? Why?”
“I know you are fond of her, my love, but I’m afraid she will have to be executed.” Chapter Eleven
Lara had been riding on Farima’s euphoric tranquility until Ashar’s words sank in.
Executed? What did he mean? Certainly not what she thought he meant.
“Did I miss something?” Reece asked.
“She has been the one instigating the dissention among my harem,” Ashar said.
“They were never troublesome before she joined the household.”
“No,” Lara croaked. “Maisha would never…” Her eyes burned and throat constricted.
“Roxelana has always been trouble,” Nasir said. “She is jealous of me. Of every wife you’ve bedded. Of every child you’ve sired. And she’s especially jealous of Farima, because she is the first wife you’ve actually had feelings for.” Ashar shook his head. “Maisha admitted that she was the one who encouraged Farima to flee. And told you to go after her. As soon as you were beyond the security
of the palace, she told the guard that you’d kidnapped Farima so you would be prosecuted.”
“What?” Lara sputtered.
“She does not like that her princess’s body has been soiled by that of a lowly eunuch,” Ashar said.
“That doesn’t make any sense,” Reece said. “She is the one who told me to bathe Farima and prepare her for your arrival. She even suggested that the princess was tense and that an orgasm would relax her. If she didn’t want me to soil her princess’s body, why would she encourage me to touch her?”
Ashar’s harsh glare could have frozen lava. “She told me that she despises you, Nasir. She wants you dead. Not her princess. You.”
“But all of the attacks have been against Farima, not me.”
“Then how is it you are injured, and my wife hasn’t a scratch on her?”
“Because I was there to protect her.”
“Maybe you should have been more concerned with protecting yourself,” Ashar said.
“Ashar,” Lara said. “Where is Maisha? I would like to speak to her.”
“I do not think that is wise, Farima. She has already confessed to her crimes.”
“I might believe that she tried to get Nasir in trouble, but what of the assassination attempts. A man tried to stab me yesterday. This morning another tried to poison me.”
“When did you become so free with your tongue, wife? Are you questioning my decision?”
“Yes. Yes, I am! Maisha should not be charged with another’s crimes.”
“I agree,” Reece said. “Putting me in danger is one thing. Putting her princess in danger is quite another. I do not think Maisha was responsible for the attempts on Farima’s life.”
Ashar pursed his lips together. “I do not wish to look as though I have lost control of my household,” he said.
“So the only reason you want Maisha to take the blame is so you don’t look foolish?” Lara was beyond exasperated with the governor.
“If things continue to deteriorate, I will reevaluate my position in this matter.”
“So if I am killed, you’ll admit that someone from your household, not mine, is responsible for my death.”
