Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 97

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Asahd’s POV:

Immediately the car drove out of the royal property, I turned to my beautiful wife and caressed her cheek.

“I missed being alone with you, sweetheart...” I whispered, my gaze dropping to her lips and my heart threatening to burst out of my chest.

′So this is what true love, feels like? Is this what I used to run away from? ′

I swallowed a little. I was a slave for it now, and I wasn’t complaining at all.

“I missed you too.” she replied softly, leaning into my touch. “Made me realise that I can’t stay away from you for a long time. For even a day, Asahd.”

“I can’t live without you too, Saïda.” I murmured, “I literally can’t.”

Without further ado, I lowered my head and brought my lips down on her soft ones. When she slowly parted them, I immediately let my tongue in to taste the warmth of her mouth.

“Mmmm.” we moaned in unison. I’d missed her kisses so much, her taste, her everything.

I kissed her deep, wrapping my arms around her waist. She kissed me back with the same passion, wrapping her arms around my neck.

Carried away, I carried her a little and pulled her until she was now sitting across my thighs.

We kissed nonstop. I caressed her back and thighs while she caressed my chest, face and arms. Then she ran her fingers through my hair, making me drowsy in the sweetest manner.

“I love you.” I whispered through our kiss.

“I love you too, Asahd.” her voice was the softest and most soothing.

I couldn’t wait to make love to her. For us to make love and claim each other as husband and wife.

′My wife...′

I thought, smiling through our kiss. It wasn’t a dream, alright. We were married in every possible way.

Saïda’s POV:

I kissed him like it was our last day on earth. My heart was beating so fast, like it always did around Asahd and only Asahd.

′I love him so much...′

I held his face and kissed him even deeper, wanting more and more of him. I stood a little and then straddled his thighs so I was directly facing him. I was happy to be his and only his.

′Pinch me, I’m dreaming.′

No, I wasn’t dreaming.

′He’s finally my husband.′

I moaned softly into his mouth, loving the way his hands roamed over my body. At a point, he kissed my neck. He trailed soft kisses and suckled on my sensitive skin. I moaned softly, my arms around his neck while I held him close.

While he nibbled my neck, his hands continued to roam my body. They slid down my back and when he grabbed my ass, a low moan escaped my lips.

′I’m never getting enough of him.′

I held his face and kissed him deep again.

Things were getting steamy between us, but that wasn’t a problem. Plus, there was a little wall or something that separated the back of the limo, from its front. The driver and the guard in front could not hear or see us, unless we decided to speak to them through the speakers present in the limo.

“Now we can make love without you having to be worried about us being caught.” he muttered against my lips, smiling. I giggled a little, my cheeks burning.

“Yeah. I’m your wife now.”

“Sweet fact. Let’s get to that hotel. Can’t wait to make love to you again.”

We kissed some more.

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We got to the luxurious hotel that had already been decorated to welcome us.

The manager and employees welcomed us warmly. We were then accompanied to the royal suite, the most expensive one. Our little bags were carried by the luggage boys and they followed us to the room.

Once everything was checked one last time to make sure our room was perfect, the employees finally left.

The room was just as I’d expected. It was beautiful and very chic. It very big too. The bed had been dressed with beautiful satin sheets and it was almost as big as Asahd’s, back home. There were so many expensive things in it. A royal suite indeed.

However, I didn’t even have the time to visit the bathrooms and so on, because my husband had already wrapped his arms around me and was pulling me close. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Writer’s POV:

While they kissed, Saïda only realised that he’d already unzipped her dress.

“No wasting time, huh?” she giggled and he smirked.

“No wasting time, darling. I waited way too long.”

“We waited.” she corrected with pink cheeks and he smiled.

In some seconds only, everything Saïda had on dropped to the floor. Everything. Even her jewelry.

Asahd’s clothes also dropped to the floor till they stood there, kissing and caressing each other in nothing but their underwear.

Saïda’s POV:

Asahd swept me off my feet, carrying me in his arms and taking me to the bed. I was ready. Ready for all he had in store for me that night. I’d craved him for the past two weeks.

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Gently, he put me down on the bed. I looked up at him, my chest heaving and my heart beating real fast. I was already excited, goosebumps covering my skin. When I saw his erection printing through his boxers, my heart skipped a beat and the sharp tingle in between my legs was back.

Slowly, I watched him get on the bed and over me on four legs, his body not touching mine. He was hovering over me, his face above mine. He looked me in the eyes, a smirk on his lips. My breath hitched immediately, again!

′Gosh, the least thing he does, drives me crazy.′

I bit my lip in the dimness of the room. We’d reduced the lights for the perfect atmosphere.

He lowered his head and kissed me. A short, sensual kiss. One that left me craving more when he slowly pulled away, dragging my lower lip along.

My breathing had already changed and the tingle in between my legs was worsening.

Asahd trailed soft kisses down my neck to my still covered breasts, over them, down my tummy and navel, to my abdomen.

I bit my lip hard, knowing what was coming.

′Gosh, I want him so bad.′

Asahd’s POV:

“Bend your knees and part them wide, baby.” I whispered, kissing the top of her pantie covered mound. My breathing was already raged and my mouth was watery, watery because I was hungry. Hungry for her. Hungry to claim her again.

My erection was already hurting and pressing hard against the fabric of my boxers, waiting to be let out and buried deep in her warm folds.

′I definitely am addicted...′

She obediently did as told, parting her legs for me. I could see her redden even more in the dimness.

I knelt in between her thighs and grabbed the waistband of her net panties.

“Raise your hips, sweetheart.” I murmured, my throat dry already.

She raised her hips and I pulled on her waistband. Slowly and gradually, I pulled it off her smooth legs.

I looked her in the eyes and saw how even more shy she seemed.

’So much innocence. The fact that she finds it hard to still get used to all of this, turns me on so bad.′

I looked at her panties in my hand. Tempted, I raised it and pressed it against my face, closing my eyes and inhaling deeply. Her sweet scent all over it and driving me crazy. I felt my dick stir in my boxers.

Saïda’s POV:

I stared at him, goosebumps covering my skim uncontrollably. My chest heaved even more and my cheeks burned endlessly. I watched him inhale my panties and my heart skipped several beats at a time.

I froze, my breathing raged and my eyes glued to him. Asahd caused the strangest yet sweetest reactions in my body. He was so shameless, so sensual in his ways. He wasn’t ashamed to show me what he liked. He wasn’t afraid to expose his naughtiest and dirtiest little habits in front of me.

I watched him till he slowly opened his eyes and looked down at me, straight in the eyes. My breath hitched when he lowered my panties from his face and smirked mischievously.

“Remind me to return your panties when we return tomorrow.” he said lowly and I immediately remembered that he’d kept one of my panties, the day he’d humped me raw. If my cheeks weren’t burning before.

′I can’t even breathe.′

“Now,” he started, holding the top of my knees which I’d shut once again. “Where was I?”

He parted them again. Wide apart, his eyes on my intimacy. My head seemed to be spinning and I shut my eyes tight, trying hard to breathe straight.

′The way he looks at me.′

“Look at me, Saïda.” was his husky whisper.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and they met his. He smirked at me and then adjusted.

When he started to lower his head, I held my breath. He kept his eyes on mine while he did so.

′Breathe Saïda.

I’m obsessed with this man.′

I thought, biting my lip and awaiting the feel of his warm tongue.

Asahd’s POV:

I let my tongue part her soft folds till it pressed against her already swollen clit.

I watched her close her eyes and gasp, her back arching a little.

“Ohhh...” a low moan escaped her lips.

′That’s right, sweetheart. Enjoy the pleasure.′

I closed my eyes and gave her sensitive folds a few licks, my mouth watering as I did so and making my tongue even wetter against her pussy.

“Ahhhh yesss...” her moans were louder now and she started moving.

“Mmm...” I moaned and licked her continuously, flickering my tongue over her very sensitive clit.

Sharp gasps started leaving her mouth and she began raising her hips a little.

I ate her out, taking my time and driving her wild. I would press the flat of my tongue against her, making her whimper and raise her hips for more. She was so wet for me and I loved it.

“Ohhhh gosh...” she moaned and gasped when I took her poky clit into my mouth and suckled on it like it was a nipple.

“Ahhhh! Yesss!” she hissed, raising her hips and trying to grind against me. I suckled her faster and she moved uncontrollably underneath me.

“Asahd! Ahhhh! Ohhh how do you– ahhhh!”

She groaned and shut her thighs tight, trapping my head. I loved it and continue to play with her clut.

“Please!” she gasped when I stopped licking fast. I was slow now. Giving her slow licks and killing her. “Ohhh! Please, Asahd!′

She gasped and parted her thighs, hoping I would lick her faster. I had other plans.

I opened my eyes and looked at her, not increasing my slow licks. She opened her eyes dreamily and looked down at me, her expression showing sexual frustration and begging me. She even looked like she was going to sob. I smiled wickedly.

“P– please...” she gasped, raising her hips.

I didn’t reply and simply stuck my tongue out. I didn’t have to tell her what to do because immediately, she rubbed herself against it.

Hips raised all the way up, she started to rub herself and grind against my tongue. I watched her expressions of pleasure and ecstasy.

“Ohhh! Ohhh my gosh!” she moaned, biting her lip hard and grinding faster. I could tell her climax was close and so I stopped torturing her.