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“But through the Aal Masood brothers’ intensive negotiations, the Aal Shalaans accepted a peaceful solution That the future king of Judar would hter of their noblest patriarch so their blood would enter the royal house of Aal Masood The problem is, after much deliberation, that patriarch was deterhter”
This kept getting better and better Carh the nuain,” A another patriarch, I guess”
“And once this happens, Farooq willto hell in a handcart”
“Yes But, Maolati, this won’t affect you, you mustn’t let it You are the wife he picked hi Ameenah like she’d once shocked her husband This was a prihts induce laughter
She’d been tor herself with all the reasons it would end, and now she was going to lose hiined She couldn’t even be angry that he’dhe’d take another wife Farooq sure hter’s future, now Judar’s—the whole region’s
He’dwith that woestured for A over fro she hadn’t suffered on his account He’d been with her alone before He had this integrity But now, if all she felt for hi jealousy, her sanity would fray…
No The moment he took another wife, she’d retreat froain This
She had to take every breath she could of hiness ahead
She pressed the dial button Farooq answered before the second ring “Carmen” His voice shook her with the intihness that carried his perpetual hunger “What does Ahalyah want?”
Desperation rose with the mercilessness of a sandstorh the palace, had people dashing out of his way as they would out of the path of an out-of-control vehicle
They ise to recognize the danger in the eagerness that rattled his bones Just as his opponents had None had dared otiations the moment Carmen had demanded him Another first that only Carmen could induce His Carlorious six weeks Endless details, momentous and trivial, all incontestable, had reinforced the verdict of his heart She was his Had always been Tareq had lied She’d never been his mole The only solid evidence of that had been the words of a man who lived to lie The rest was circumstantial, with a dozen explanations now that he believed his Car that wasn’t rooted in nobility and self-sacrifice He had his proof in everything she was He’d never bring it up, would never insult her with the inventions of the opportunistic pervert who’d clai to serve his purposes
But Tareq no longerelse did Only Car about her that troubled him Not him as Prince Aal Masood, but as her husband and lover Soh all her surrender andthe power between theotiations to ponder what else he could possibly need from her Then she’d called, and he’d realized This hat he’d been waiting for For her to initiate inti him unconditionally as he’d co so, she was invoking her ownership of him?
He stopped in front of their door, racked with emotions He was ready to be claimed, body and soul, to relinquish all power to her His voice, his fingers shook as he operated the door, posed on the threshold of the rest of his life
He stepped inside and she sprang yet another surprise on hied him, cliin her ferocity Then he staggered to their bed, his arms filled with happiness made flesh, made woman His woman He tried to lower her to the bed, but she twisted in his are direction, take her on top
He saw her then, rising above hi down on hi creations that echoed her coloring, soh, stretched over her every perfection, showcasing her, hiding enough to send his ih it Which he would probably end up doing He touched her and forgot how clothes where supposed to be taken off But it was her face, her eyes, what he saw and felt there that sent his arousal shooting fro, catapulted his spirit on its first rocketing flight
This This hat he’d been born for This wo This totality This
He took her lips, her tongue, letting her in, all the way, needing, living, being, in her, in their
“All of you…I want all of you, Farooq…all…”
He drowned in the depths of her desire as she exposed hinited fever all over him with touches and bites and suckles all the way down to the ether, to give her pleasure
Then she devoured him He let her, surrendered, spread hiers shook in her hair, his body and heart in her power After a life of sufficiency and restraint, of superiority, to feel such dependence was scary, transporting Vital He thrust his hips to her ravenous rhythers into his buttocks, warning hi…ive her this He never had with others, just as he’d never foregone protection, both lines of intiht In the past six weeks, she’d showed him beyond doubt there were no lines between them