Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 81

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Writer’s POV:

Saïda’s heart was beating even faster by the time she got to the Prince’s door. The rain outside was literally roaring and its noise was great. The halls and corridors, unlike the rooms, were cold and so Saïda already had goosebumps covering her skin from the cold. She rubbed her arms through the long sleeves of her nightgown and then, knocked gently at his door. When she didn’t get a reply, she realised that the heavy rain outside had covered the sound of her knock and so she decided to knock a second time, a little louder.

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Asahd had just finished lighting the last sweet-smelling candle in his room. He’d lighted thirty all together which gave him the necessary, yet warm, dim light. The fat candles were perfumed and his room smelled of roses and sweets.

“Finally,” he muttered and then, he heard a knock and froze. “Who’s knocking at this time?”

He was naked since he’d left his bathroom and so he grabbed the little blanket on the sofa close by and wrapped it around his waist.

“Who is it??” he asked aloud.

He got no answer but then, the door slowly opened and the nervous Saïda, poked her head in. Asahd’s heart immediately started to pound, the moment he saw her pretty face.

“Sweetheart?” he called softly. “Come in.”

Saïda with red cheeks, stepped in and slowly closed the door behind her. She leaned against it and remained quiet like a shy child.

“I can’t sleep,” she said, very nervous still.

Asahd swallowed a little and smiled warmly at her.

“Lock the door and come closer, my love,” he muttered, stretching his hands out and motioning her over.

Her breath hitching, Saïda locked the door and then carefully made her way to where he stood by the chimney in front of his bed.

When she got close enough, the Prince held her hands in his.

“You’re hands are cold, darling. You’re freezing,” he said, worried. He kissed the top of her soft hands and she unconsciously bit her lip.

“The corridors and halls are humid. I caught cold on my way here,” she murmured.

Asahd smirked at her, the fire’s flames reflecting on his caramel skin and making it look like he was made of gold. Her breath hitched just staring at how beautiful he was.

“I couldn’t sleep either,” he said lowly, raising her hand and placing her soft palm against his chest.

Saïda swallowed when she felt how speedy his heartbeat was. It was palpitating so fast. She looked up at his beautiful brown eyes.

“This happens every single time that I see you or that I’m with you,” he said softly, caressing her cheek. She leaned into his touch, the way a child would.

Just then, there was a very loud thunder roar and sharp lightning that caused Saïda to gasp and shake, hugging Asahd in reflex. His torso was so warm and smooth. He immediately wrapped his own arms around her shoulders and kissed her head.

Slowly, she raised her head and looked him in the eyes. Asahd stared back and then his gaze dropped to her lips. Without further thinking, he lowered his head and pecked her soft and waiting lips. Immediately, Saïda automatically parted them and Asahd sent his warm tongue into her mouth, tasting her.

He kissed her deep, pressing her against himself till she was warm. He moaned into her mouth and Saïda melted in his arms.

Saïda’s POV:

The sweet warmth that took over me immediately he kissed me, made me moan.

′Oh my gosh he drives me wild with just a kiss.′

The way he caressed and held me tight against him made me kiss him deeper, craving more of him. It was crazy how much he affected me and was now master of my desires.

“Every part of you tastes amazing,” he whispered against my lips, kissing me deeper till I lost my breath.

As he kissed me, he moaned into my mouth and goosebumps immediately covered my skin. I loved the sounds of his moans. They were so soft, yet raw. I could tell by hearing them, that he craved me just as much.

′I need this man!

-You already have him.

I want more of him. I need him to claim me more than he already has.′

The storm and rain outside seemed to get heavier and heavier. I could hear the trees swoosh and the wind blow roughly. I wanted Asahd to claim me at that moment! To swallow me up if he could.

I wrapped my arms tight around him and pulled him closer, running my fingers through his hair and kissing him deeper than I could go. The fire in my loins and the tingle in between my legs were worse than they’d ever been. I could almost not control them at all! It was at that moment that I realised what I really wanted from Asahd. What I needed.

′I need him to make love to me. So bad.'

The tingle and crave in between my legs worsened at the thought.

′I shouldn’t! It’s wrong! I can’t have sex before marriage. It goes against my ethics.

-You′d rather give it to Noure, after tomorrow??

No, I’d rather give it to someone I love.

-Damn the world. I want Asahd tonight. I trust him enough.′

Asahd’s POV:

Saïda suddenly broke our very passionate kiss, leaving us breathless. I looked at her, a little confused.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I whispered.

I noticed how redder her cheeks had gotten.

“Asahd,” she called softly.

“Yes? What is it?”

She bit her lip and held my face in her soft palms. And then, in the softest voice ever, she muttered:

“Please make love to me. Now.”

I froze.

′Pinch me, I’m dreaming.′

“What?” I asked, thinking my own ears were playing me.

She was still breathless and closed her eyes. Then she opened them again and looked at me, taking a deep breath.

“I need you to make love to me, Asahd. Please,” she raised her head and pecked my lips. It immediately sent the sweetest feeling down my back.

′I hope this isn’t just a sweet dream I’ll awaken from.′

I caressed her cheek and smiled warmly, my heartbeat racing even more then it should’ve.

“Are you sure you want this, Saïda?” I asked gently. “Because I do. I really do. And this is the only time I’ll ask you the question,” I kissed her soft lips, pulling a little on her bottom lip. “Once I start, I won’t stop. I won’t be able to, Saïda.”

I looked her in the eyes and she slowly bit her lip, causing goosebumps to cover my skin. I just loved it when she did that.

“So,” my voice was now husky. “Are you sure you want this? I’m literally dying to make love to you.”

She reddened and it made me smirk a little.

’I won’t ask again, sweetheart. Say yes and you won’t be able to stop me anymore.

Because if you do confirm. I won’t stop until I’m in you, Saïda.′

I could feel my patience running out bit by bit as the blood started rushing into my dick and the fire in my loins increased.

“I’m sure,” the words left her mouth in a murmur. Even with the heavy rain’s noise outside, I heard her perfectly well. “I’m very sure.”

No more questions. I wasn’t going to ask any more dumb questions that might make her change her mind. I needed her. I craved her.

My mouth watered on the spot.

“Perfect,” my reply came out in a low whisper and immediately, I kissed her deep.

She wrapped her arms around me and I carried her, taking her to my bed while my dick grew fully erect and was already hurting to be in her.

′I’ll take care of you, darling. I promise you that.′

Once I put her down, she looked up at me. I swallowed, a lot of things that I wanted to do to her, make her feel, going through my mind.

I hovered her from where I was standing.

“I’m claiming you tonight Saïda," my voice was husky and my erection still raging. “I’ll make you feel things you’ve never, my love.”

Her breathing was already changing and her chest was slightly heaving.

“I trust you,” was her reply, her cheeks still so flushed.

Writer’s POV:

Biting her lip, Saïda watched Asahd caress her legs and thighs and then made her bend her knees.

Looking her in the eyes from where he was standing at the end of the bed, Asahd caressed her legs again, upwards, pushing her nightgown all the way up as he did so.

Saïda’s breath hitched. He pushed it till it was above her waist. He then lowered his head and began to kiss her closed thighs. There was loud thunder again, causing Saïda to shake a little.

Asahd looked up at her and smirked wickedly. She bit her lip, anxious to discover what he had in store for her.

There was more thunder and lightning.

The naughty Prince held her closed knees and slowly, began to part them. Saïda’s breath was changing even more. Asahd parted her knees until they touched the bed on each of her sides.

Seeing her in such a position almost sent Asahd over the edge. He stood straight and grabbed his bulge through the little blanket wrapped around his waist. He closed his eyes and squeezed a little.

′Self-control Asahd.

Damn I want to bury myself in her so bad.

Self-control.′

Saïda watched him silently, her heart racy and her cheeks burning. She couldn’t help it but stare at how he was grabbing the bulge printing through the little blanket. It made her swallow a little and cause a sweet frustrating feeling in between her legs.

Asahd moaned a little and opened his eyes, looking down at her.

“There’s no turning back now, Saïda,” his whisper was so husky. “There’s no way you’re leaving this room without me knowing what it feels like to have your warm tight folds, milking the sense out of me.”

His words gave her goosebumps as they were so raw and gave her a vivid imagination of what he meant.

He stepped closer to the bed and bent over. He started to unbutton her nightgown to the complete bottom. He parted it, exposing her uncovered firm breasts.

′Self-control, Asahd.′

“Sit up,” his voice was still deep and husky.

Slowly, she did as told, her feet touching the floor and him standing in between her legs. She looked up at him, so innocent. So pure.

Swallowing hard, Asahd took the gown off her shoulders and down her arms till it dropped on the bed.

Then, he got on his knees. Being tall enough, his head was now at the level of her upper chest. He wrapped himself arms around her waist and leaned in. A low moan escaped Saïda’s lips when he started to suckle on her nipple.

“Mmm~” she moaned softly, loving how Asahd suckled and pulled on it like he was milking the sweetest nectar out of it. She arched her back a little, giving him more access.

Asahd fondled her sensitive and hard nipple in his mouth, loving the taste of her soft skin. Saïda drove him wild. She drove him crazy with desire.

More rain, thunder and lightning.

Asahd switched to the other nipple. Saïda’s moans and the way she arched her back and ran her fingers through his hair, didn’t make things easier for the Prince. He wanted to tease her more, play a little more with her, but it was almost impossible. The fire in his loins was now out of control. His dick was hurting and probably turning purple from the frustration and tease. He gave up anymore resistance.

′Fuck it! I have to be in her. Now! I’ve waited way too long for this.′

Immediately, he let go off her nipple and looked up at her.

“Lay down, my love,” he told her.

Saïda immediately did so, getting to the center and lying on her back. Asahd climbed on the bed and reached out for her panties. Saïda stopped breathing and gasped lowly.

He held the waistband of her tiny panties and slowly began to pull, till they were completely off. Her legs were closed and he could only see the top of her mound. His loins tightened and his erection moved a little on its own.

He swallowed.

“Bend your knees,” his voice huskier.

Another thunder roar.

Blushing hard and trying to breathe right, Saïda bended her knees but kept them shut. Asahd who was kneeling in front of them, smirked wickedly down at her.

“Are you tempting me?” he asked, his voice deep. Saïda’s breath hitched and she was speechless. His smirk widened and he placed his hands on her knees.