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Khadem met her gaze through the gilded mirror in front of them, and Prue's breath caught at the lust in the sheikh's eyes.
"One last time," her fiancé said hoarsely, and Prue didn't have a chance to say no, with the prince already pounding back into her from behind.
Oh God.
"Now tell me who you love," Khadem ordered.
"You,"Prue sobbed out.
"And will you talk to Klaus if he says'hi'to you?"
The question caught Prue off guard, and as she tried to think of what to say, Khadem's hand landed against her ass, and Prue cried out in shock.
"Wrong answer," the sheikh growled.
What?
"But I didn't even say any—-"
Khadem spanked her ass again, and Prue let out another cry.
"Khadem!"
But her pleas only fell on deaf ears, and a salacious rhythm soon emerged as every pounding thrust of his cock was immediately followed by the loud smack of his palm against her aching bottom.
Pound! Slap! Pound! Slap! Pound! Slap!
The whole thing sounded sovulgar.
Sofilthy.
But more than anything else, this whole thing was so...soobscene,since they also happened to be fucking in the lobby's powder room—-
"I can feel your pussy squeezing my cock," Khadem growled into her ear. "Are you thinking about how everyone outside can hear us fucking?"
Oh God.
How did he know—-
"I'm right, aren't I?" Khadem punctuated his words with a slap that was more forceful than the previous ones, and she could only whimper as the stinging flesh of her bottom actually sharpened her pleasure.
"Naughty, naughty angel..."
All she could do was whimper with Khadem pounding into her harder and harder.
"I love you, angel."
The words were all it took to send Prue's body spiraling into a climax, and as she helplessly moaned his name out, she heard Khadem groan hers at the same time-—
"Prue, God..."
Khadem thrust into his angel's pussy one last time, and her cries bounced against the wall as he filled her up with his seed.
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BACK OUT IN THE LOBBY, Ember strove to keep her face straight as those walking past her threw scandalized looks at the powder room behind her.All in a day's work,Ember thought in amusement,when one was employed by a Huznan sheikh.
Ten more minutes passed before the youngest of the Huznan princes, Sheikh Khadem Al-Masri, finally stepped out. He was the only one among his brothers who had blue eyes instead of gold, and if the stories were to be believed, he had also been the deadliest during the bloody years of Huzna's civil war.
