Her heart hammered against her chest at the strange position. “Your Highness—-” Her words turned into a silent scream as the sheikh’s mouth landed at the center of her core.
AAAAAAAAAAH.
The sheikh started eating her pussy, and there was nothing she could do but lie helpless against his devouring mouth. The position of her body made her unable to hold on to anything. All she could do was toss her head left and right while she felt herself being so beautifully eaten.
His tongue was relentless, thrusting in and out of her wetness like an agile little cock. She started to sob as the pleasure built inside her. Oh God, this was going to be so—-
The sheikh’s mouth suddenly moved up, his teeth closing on her throbbing clitoris.
She came with another silent scream.
Oh God, Khal was so good at eating her!
The words pounded in her mind as she came, over and over, the dirty thought more than enough to prolong her orgasm for another tortuous minute. Her body shook, her eyes rolled back, her lips parted, but still the sheikh continued eating the sensitive nub of flesh.
A sigh of tired relief escaped her when the sheikh finally eased his mouth off her, and she felt herself being lowered back to the bed.
But it wasn’t over.
Her eyes flew open when she felt the sheikh nudging her legs to a wide V, and her eyes widened even more when she saw him positioning his fully engorged cock behind her entrance. “No.” The word came out an incredulous whisper. “Your Highness, you can’t—-”
She was unable to finish, the sheikh already sliding his cock into her, and her words turned into a moan.
Over her, the sheikh said pleasantly, “I’m not finished comforting you, milady.” And then he began pumping his cock hard and fast into her, so damn deep the head of his cock started brushing against her womb, making her fumble for the pillow so she could scream into it. She screamed with each thrust. She couldn’t stop screaming, every thrust rocking her world and sending her spinning into new heights of ecstasy.
But even as she had her second orgasm, it was still not over, the sheikh’s idea of giving comfort lasting the entire night and well into the morning.
The sheikh had her on her fours, fucking her from behind. The sheikh had her on top, making her ride him and drawing so much comfort from it she had turned into a limp doll after. But even then, it was still not over. Even with her completely wilted, the sheikh managed to bring her body alive with his expert touch.
“Are you ready, ukhayyah?” the sheikh rasped from behind. He was seated on the bed, leaning against the headboard while she was on his lap, a wet, wanton mess who could only follow his every command.
She could barely shake her head. “Please, Your Highness.” She couldn’t remember ever feeling this tired.
But her words only made the sheikh laugh. “One last time, milady.” His fingers dipped between her legs. She tried to keep her thighs together, but the sheikh was too strong, and soon he was lining her folds, his fingers expertly rousing her extra-sensitive pussy. In moments, he had her trembling, desire winning over exhaustion.
Her head fell back as she felt him lift her up.
Another moment, and he was impaling her with his cock.
Aaaaaaaah.
She moaned at the sheikh’s penetration, which was deeper than usual, and she kept moaning with every instance he impaled her with his giant cock. It was surreal, the way the sheikh could keep it erect the entire night, but she knew she couldn’t really complain.
He fucked her hard and long, and by the time it was over, she could no longer keep her eyes open, not even when her body jerked with their simultaneous orgasms, his seed pumping into her, mixing with her own come.
The sheikh gathered Ella protectively into his arms, and when he lifted her off the bed, she curled against his chest like a little kitten. He brought her to the Jacuzzi, which was already bubbling with soothingly hot water. She barely stirred as he stepped into the whirlpool bath with her, and the sheikh said softly, “Wake up, milady.”
He reached for the soap and began soaping her body from behind. She let out a sensual sound of pleasure, but her eyes remained closed, and his lips curved at the dreamy look on her face.
It was not a bad thing at all, the sheikh thought, to see his beautiful girl so wiped out at the pleasure he had given her.
Ella’s eyes fluttered open when she felt herself being placed on her feet. They were back in the bedroom, she realized, and the sheikh was toweling her dry. Outside her window, the sun was already shining brightly, and Ella realized drowsily that the day of the ball had finally come.