The Sheikh and the Runaway Princess(Desert Rogues, Book 4)(37) by Susan Mallery
He shifted, moving so that he was between her thighs, supporting himself on his forearms. Sabrina felt the first fluttering of panic.
“Kardal, I don’t…”
He hushed her with a quick kiss. “I know, my desert bird. You are still innocent and I’m not willing to accept the consequences of defiling a princess.” He grinned. “I’m very fond of my head and wish to keep it upon my shoulders. I will not go too far.”
His smile faded. He tugged on her dress until it was up to her hips, then pressed himself against her.
Something hard pushed into the apex of her thighs. Something she’d never seen until Kardal’s bath, never touched, but there was no doubt as to its purpose.
“I want you to know how much I desire you,” he said fiercely. “How I ache for you. Do you feel my arousal?”
She nodded, unable to speak. There were several layers of clothing separating them. Her panties, his trousers and whatever he wore under them. But the pressure of his need was unmistakable. He moved slightly, rubbing against her. Something quickened inside of her. She caught her breath.
His smile returned. “So you like that? If I do more will you tell me what you want?”
She frowned. “I don’t understand.”
He flexed again. Pleasure shot through her. She gasped.
“Perhaps this is not such a good idea,” he said through slightly clenched teeth. He shifted so that he was lying next to her.
Before she could ask what he was doing, he slid his hand up her thigh and settled it between her legs. The pleasure returned, although she wasn’t completely sure they were supposed to be doing this.
He must have read her concern in her eyes. “Don’t worry,” he murmured, pressing kisses to her face. “You will be as untouched as before.” He pressed in, only the barrier of her panties between them. “All right, perhaps not as untouched, but still a virgin.”
She wanted to ask him why he was doing this. What was so special about touching her there. But before she could form the words, he began rubbing her, circling around. He favored one small spot that made her entire body stiffen in a very good way.
“Kardal?” she breathed.
He nuzzled her neck. “Enjoy, my innocent princess. There are many delights of the body. This is just one.”
As he spoke, he continued to touch her. Her legs fell open. She thought she should be embarrassed, but she couldn’t think about anything except how wonderful he made her feel. When he leaned over her to kiss her, she found herself sucking on his tongue and biting his lips. She needed deep, passionate kisses and the continued stroking of his fingers.
Pressure built inside of her. Her br**sts felt so tight that the slightest brush of his forearm against her nipple made her gasp.
Her hips began to pulse in time with his ministrations. The tension increased and she could barely breathe. Kardal muttered something under his breath, then stopped what he was doing.
“What?” she asked, dazed, lost and feeling as if she would die if he didn’t continue.
“I have to touch you,” he growled and quickly jerked off her panties.
With her dress up around her hips, she was naked from the waist down. No man had ever seen her this way, yet she didn’t care that Kardal looked upon her. Not if he started touching her again.
Thankfully he did. But this time was so much sweeter. His fingers parted her curls and found that one spot again. This time he rubbed her, circling her swollen and damp flesh until she found she could not breathe. All of time stood still as he continued to touch her over and over again.
Then, when she knew she was going to die from the wonder of it, he thrust a single finger inside of her. The shock, or the pleasure, thrust her into an unfamiliar universe. The glory of it filled her as her very first release crashed through her.
She clung to him. He kissed her, urging her to continue, holding her close, touching her until the last bit of paradise had faded and she was filled with a lethargy she’d never known. It was an effort to keep her eyes open.
Kardal smiled down at her. “I will not ask if you enjoyed it.”
He was being an arrogant male. She found she no longer cared. “Is it supposed to be that wonderful?”
“Yes. It will also be better next time.”
“That’s not possible.”
He kissed her cheek. “Of course it is. I could touch you again and bring you close to your release. Then, when you were so close as to be shaking, I could enter you, filling you completely. With each thrust you would climax a tiny bit, but build as well until there was nothing for us to do but fall together.”
His word picture made her blush. She pushed down her dress so that she was covered to her thighs. “Yes, well, is that what we’re going to do?”
“No. I meant what I said. As much as I want to make love with you, this isn’t the time.”
“Then why did you touch me like that?”
“To show you the possibilities.” His eyebrows raised. “Now you can dream about me while you sleep.”
He stretched out on his side, then drew her toward him until she was facing him. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Was that truly your first time?” he asked.
Heat flared on her face as she nodded. “I didn’t get out much.”
“How is that possible? You’re very beautiful. Western men are not blind.”
His compliment made her glow.
“I was always careful about dating. I had a few boyfriends, but…” She shrugged. How to explain the strangeness that was her life? “I didn’t want to be like my mother, going from man to man. So I was more particular. There was also the whole virgin princess thing. I didn’t want the responsibility, but there it was. I always thought that I was supposed to save myself for my husband.”
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