The Sheik and the Slave

The Sheik and the Slave by Nicola Italia

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sheik is death, even for a woman. For that, you must
pay, ” he said. He
pulled her pants off her in a quick movement so that she was naked from the
waist down.
    “ You
like being a bather? Bathing the women, readying them for me? ” he murmured into her ear
as his hips pressed her legs apart, spreading them.
    She struggled in his arms but to no avail. It would be over
soon. He would press, break and claim her virginity, and there was nothing she
could do about it. She wanted to lie still and she wanted to fight him. She
wanted to cry and she wanted to give in.
    “ Lie
still, little falcon. I do this for my favorites only, ” he murmured against her temple. She
shuddered as she felt his cheek against hers.
    Katharine was confused. He had sex with everyone, so what
was special about it? But instead, she said coldly told him, “ I am not your favorite. ”
    He had settled between her thighs and told her, “ No, princess. But you are
mine. ”
    He moved between her legs and thrilled at seeing her
alabaster long legs against his sun-kissed skin. His fingers touched into her
pussy lips and spread them. Her little lips were so dainty and he knew she was
a virgin. His fingers opened up the lips and his finger delved inside. One
finger only, so as not to harm her. She would be very tight.
    When Katharine felt him open her lips, she almost fainted.
The sensations came crashing down upon her and she moved into him. She felt him
insert one finger into her and she moaned, covering her mouth with one hand.
She was embarrassed and flushed.
    “ Please,
no, ” Katharine
gasped and thrashed her head from side to side. She clenched the bedcovers
around them in her fists as he moved his mouth over her pussy and his tongue
lapped into her like a cat with its cream.
    “ Oh
God, ” Katharine
said, and she arched her back as he moved his tongue inside her wet pussy.
    “ Please,
please, ” she said.
Whether she begged him to stop or continue, she didn ’ t know. She was past coherent thought.
    Mohammed watched her as she arched her back and thrust her
pussy into his mouth. Her skin was a dusky pink, and her cheeks were flushed.
    His hands grasped her thighs and kept them apart as she moaned.
His breath fanned the small curls around her pussy, and his finger was inserted
inside her as his mouth continued.
    “ Let
go, princess. Let yourself go, ” he said. He continued the assault on her moist pussy until she gasped and cried
out and climaxed loudly. Her cries filled the air and he spilled his cream for
the second time.
    He grinned and reeled in supreme male ego as she inched away
from him, pulling on her loose pantaloons.
    “ Princess, ” he said as he pulled her
to him, “ I didn ’ t take your virginity. I
could have, but I did not. ”
    “ No.
You shame and whore me in every other way, ” she said, looking away from him.
    Mohammed hated the willpower of this little golden-haired
falcon.
    “ Should
I sell you to the neighboring sheik then? ” he asked. He waited to hear her response.
    “ Do
as you will, ” Katharine spoke lowly.
    Mohammed cringed. She would rather leave him than become his
woman in the harem.
    He admired her legs and bottom as she moved away from him
and stood to leave the room. Suddenly, he knew the way to wear her down. She
was innocent, but she was also passionate and young. Her body was made for
pleasure, and he would be the one to teach her.
    “ I
shall tell Bashasha, you are to be my bather from now on, ” he said calmly.
    Katharine turned to him, her blue eyes wide with fear.
    “ No.
I prefer the harem, ” she replied nervously.
    “ This
is not a request, princess, ” he told her. He watched her struggle as their wills clashed while he dressed.
It was a supreme and grand foreplay between them.
    “ Why? ” she cried. “ You want to torture me.
Taunt me, tease me. Make love to me until all that is left is you, ” Katharine cried as he
came to her and grasped her upper arms in his.
    “

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