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“I want that too,” she nodded. Her fingers lowered to his erection again but he shook his head.
“Just you.” He pushed her with his body, so that they fell together onto the soft mattress. His entry was swift; they were both ready. Their coming together was a swift, blazing flame; a race of need and overwhelming, suffocating desire. She cried out as he moved within her and she held him tight. This was just sex, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy it with her whole heart.
It took several minutes for Cassie to drift back to earth. She had been floating in heaven, weightless and divine. As gravity began to reassert itself, she shifted a little, so that she could see his face.
“That was nice.”
“Nice?”
She grinned and nodded.
“You wanted to know who I am,” he murmured, pulling away from her so that there was space between them. He kept a hand possessively on her hip. And she liked it. The weight of ownership, the touch of reassurance.
“You’re the man who can drive me crazy with a single look.”
His laugh was unexpected. “That too, then.”
“Okay. Break it to me gently.”
He stroked her side rhythmically. “My mother is Elena, and my father is Adin. My father’s brother is the Emir of Takisabad.”
“Takisabad. The faraway Kingdom from whence you come?” She was still teasing, and it made him pause. She didn’t know what he was about to say. Her lack of gravity made that much obvious.
He tilted his head. “The same.”
“I’ve heard of it. But I don’t know much about it, I’m sorry.”
His eyes assumed a faraway glaze. “It is the most beautiful country in the world. Nestled by mountainous ranges on three sides and ocean on one, it has everything. Pristine beaches, long expanses of desert, and sand dunes that glow the colour of gold in the heat of the day, freezing cold nights with stars that glitter like diamonds, and mountains that look as though they’ve come from a fairy tale for their rocky perfection. They provide a natural border to our lands and are almost impassable. We have been left unbothered. War has not knocked on our door, despite the rich oil beneath the land. Our country is rich; our people prosperous. Education is not only a right but an expectation and crime is low. Takisabad is a country like no other.”
Cassie let out a breath she hadn’t realised she’d been holding. “You make it sound like heaven on earth.”
“In many ways, it is. As Emir, my uncle has been progressive and magnanimous. Our government is fair. His legacy is a valuable one.”
“Emir is … King?”
“Yes, more or less. He has a parliament but his authority is absolute. It is not a figurehead position.”
A frown etched in his brows.
“And this is why you have that insane security detail downstairs? Because of who your uncle is?”
“Partly,” he murmured. “When I was fifteen, I realised the importance of my being. The reason I have been trained not just in classical education but in politics and diplomacy. My uncle did not have an heir. He and his wife had many babies, but not one of them breathed outside her body.”
“That’s terrible.” Tears sprang to Cassie’s eyes in ready sympathy for this poor woman. Her swift empathy fascinated him. “I’m sorry for them.”
“Yes. It is a tragedy they mourn to this day.”
Realisation finally dawned. “You’re the heir. You’re the Emir-in-waiting.”
“Yes.” He dipped his head forward. “I am to inherit this legacy from my uncle.” He pressed his lips together, thinking of the frail man who had once been strong and great. “And soon.”
She flipped onto her back, and stared at the ceiling. Did it surprise her? Not really. Though she couldn’t have imagined the degree of his power, it had been somehow apparent from the moment she’d met him.
Did it change how she felt about him?
She couldn’t have said.
“You won’t be in London long.”
