Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 98

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Saïda’s POV:

I stirred in bed, my eyes still closed. I felt soft palms caressing my back and shoulders. Soft lips kissed my forehead and cheeks. I could hear his heartbeat, given that my head was against his chest.

I smiled in sleep, snuggling closer.

“Am I dreaming?” I whispered sleepily, caressing his smooth chest.

“No, it’s real.”

Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He smiled down at me and goosebumps covered my skin.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” he murmured and I smiled happily.

“Good morning, my love,” I raised my head and pecked him on the lips.

We snuggled and smooched, our naked, warm bodies rubbing against each other and wrapped up in the sheets.

It still felt so unreal. Yes it wasn’t. It was real. It was happening. It was my present.

“Sex with you is something else,” I admitted with a low giggle, my cheeks already burning. “It’s nothing like I’d ever imagined it to be.”

“Oh,” he chuckled. “So you used to imagine what sex was like?” he mused. “Good Saïda wasn’t that innocent after all.”

“Shut up,” I giggled, poking him playfully. “I almost never thought of it. It really started getting into my head when, well you were around. When you started stalking me.” I mused, blushing.

“Stalking huh?” he chuckled. “You just admitted you would lust about me.”

“Oh my gosh, Asahd,” I gasped and he chuckled again. “I didn’t say that.”

“You did. Indirectly. You started really thinking about it, only when I was seducing you. And there’s no way you would imagine sex during that period, if it wasn’t with me. I’m not even asking you,” he smirked and I rolled my eyes in amusement.

′Caught. And now I think I’m addicted to having it with you.′

“And now that you’ve tasted it, you’re just as addicted to it as I am,” he murmured, as if reading my mind.

“No, I’m not,” I teased with a chuckle.

“Yes you are. And you confirm it every single time you beg me to make you come,” he caressed my cheek and my breath hitched.

“Omg, don’t say that,” I gasped and giggled nervously. I was gonna have a hard time, getting used to Asahd’s dirty talk.

“You’re gonna have to get used to the unfiltered things I say, baby,” he smiled. “Funny thing is, my dirty talking doesn’t seem to bother you while we make love.”

I reddened.

“That’s cuz I don’t really listen,” I admitted lowly. “I’m always carried away and seem to be on a different planet. All I feel is the pleasure and all I hear are my own gasps and moans, mixed with yours.”

′I didn’t just say that, did I?

-Yes you did. So what? He’s your husband.′

He smirked and pecked me.

“I love the sound of that.”

Goosebumps covered my skin when I felt him grow rock hard against my abdomen.

A low gasp escaped my lips and I looked up at him. He smirked and then turned his head to look at the huge clock that read: 9AM.

He faced me again.

“We got an hour to shower and prepare. But, I’ll be needing ten minutes for a quickie.” he smiled mischievously and my breath hitched.

“Y– you want us to,” I started in surprise but he cut me, rolling over till he was on top of me.

“Mhhm,” he hummed, kissing the side of my neck.

“Oh my,” I giggled a little, feeling ticklish. “Do you ever get tired?”

“Nope. Especially now that you’re my wife,” he smiled and slid a hand down between our bodies.

I felt him grab his erection and it pushed against my opening. My breath hitched again, awaiting that great and sweet stretch, he always caused.

“You’re gonna get me so sore,” I mused nervously.

“You think?” he smirked and when I didn’t expect it, he entered me.

“Ohhh~” I groaned and arched my back, shutting my eyes tight and feeling the sweet stretch.

I heard him moan against my neck, kissing it.

He pushed forward till he was completely buried in me. It made me gasp for air. His size always took my breath away, making me squirm.

“Oh gosh~” I moaned softly, enjoying the sweet, satisfying feeling. “You’re killing me, Asahd.”

I raised my hips a little, the tingle uncontrollable and wanting him to start moving in me. My body reacted automatically and wanted him to start humping me.

“Not really,” he chuckled deeply, suckling against my skin. “Wait for our honeymoon, and after our honeymoon. Then,” he raised his head and looked at me. “You could say I’m killing you.”

I bit my lip, feeling anxious yet excited.

′I’m definitely gonna be needing a lot of energy.′

I thought in amusement.

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Asahd’s POV:

The driver pulled up in front of the palace and the doors were opened for us.

Holding Saïda’s hand, we stepped out and were welcomed by the servants.

We then entered and went to join our parents in the living room. We got there and met them, as well as my friends and Saïda’s family members.

“There they are!” my mother laughed happily and stood to come welcome us.

We touched her feet and hugged her each.

“Finally,” Djafar laughed and stood.

We went and hugged him too, as well as my father. We then greeted the other family members and friends

“See how happy they look,” my father said happily, and they all agreed.