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Blue eyes captured hers as he positioned himself between her trembling thighs, and then he was lowering himself back down with exquisite slowness.
Her breath caught.
It was the cue he was waiting for, and with one swift, deep stroke, his cock drove past her hymen, and she became his.
“Rayyan.”
He shuddered at the sound of his name on her lips. It felt too damn sexy and intimate, and most surprising was its incredible impact on his libido, heightening his arousal into a fevered pitch that he suddenly could no longer control himself.
A growl escaped him as he pounded into her, doing his best to keep his thrusts steady at the start, but when he felt her moving under him, her breasts rubbing against his chest and her hips rising to meet his, the last of his restraint broke, and he found himself pounding into her.
Harder and harder and harder –
Faster and faster and faster –
“R-Rayyaaaan——”
He managed to fasten his mouth over hers, silencing Hyacinth’s scream with a hard kiss just as her orgasm took over and she started to come. A second later, and the feel of her sweet, pulsing flood of wetness was too much to bear even for himself, and with a rough growl against her lips, Rayyan allowed his own pleasure to overcome his senses, his cock wildly pummeling in and out of her pussy as he released his own cum.
By the time Hyacinth managed to find the strength to open her eyes, she was back in the sheikh’s arms, and he had just stepped out of the palace’s secret tunnel and into the vast privacy of his bedroom.
Moments later, a humming sound of pleasure fell past her lips as the sheikh lowered her into a whirlpool of foamy bubbles and rose-scented water. She moved back into his arms as soon as he lowered his powerful frame into the bath, and she saw his eyes gleam when she came to straddle him.
Hyacinth lifted her chin. “You don’t like it?”
“On the contrary—-” He hauled her close, and water splashed between their naked bodies as she fell against him. “I find it cute, the way you’d rather play the temptress than show how shy you’re really feeling—-”
“Shut up.” She splashed water at his face, but the sheikh had the last laugh when he simply lifted her up by the waist, and before she realized what he had planned, he already had her nipple in his mouth, and she cried out when Rayyan gave it a little tug between his teeth.
“You—-” She struck his rock-hard shoulders with her fists, but it was like hitting a brick wall. “Jerk.” But she ended up gasping the last word out as his fully erect cock thrust inside her without warning.
Her eyes flew wide. “Rayyan!”
But he was already moving.
Oh God.
It was starting again.
An impossible feeling of fullness, a wonderful sense of roughness, and most of all, that indescribable feeling of completion, knowing that the man you loved was fucking you –
Her inner muscles squeezed his cock, and the way the sheikh groaned triggered her own pleasure, and her moan blended with the raspy sounds of his own desire.
This time, their lovemaking was more leisurely but no less exquisite, and when she fell apart in his arms for the second time, his lips had also nipped the sensitive lobe of her ear, and all hopes for some semblance of control and propriety disappeared in an instant.
She couldn’t stop herself from crying his name out, and once she started, she realized there was no way for her to stop.
Rayyan. Rayyan. Rayyan.
She had lost count of the times she moaned his name when the last tremor of her orgasm faded, and she could only close her eyes as the sheikh started washing her body.
They were in his bed by the time she found the energy to look at him and say very clearly, “Bastard.”
Rayyan threw his head back with a laugh.
“Don’t think I didn’t know what you were doing, and I swear to the fucking heavens, you will never hear me cry your name out again.”
“Challenge duly noted and accepted, anisdi.”
“From now on, I’m going to call you something else, and it’s going to be cringe-worthy. Like...like...”
He watched her brows furrow as an intense look of concentration came over her face, and he wondered if it was natural for a woman to be so devoted at the thought of competing with her own lover. But then he saw Hyacinth’s caramel eyes glitter with triumph, and the sight was too delightfully amusing that he decided it didn’t matter.
Everything she did was charming –
“I’m going to call you my bae from now on.”
Or not.
She snickered at the look on the sheikh’s face. “It’s got a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”
“Maybe. What do you think about the two of us breaking up for good the moment you try calling me that?”
