Altair (Desert Sheikh Romance, #5), Tee, Marian [e book reader pc .TXT] 📗

a text alert he had assigned exclusively to Safiya's number, and Altair's heart pounded against his chest.

Safiya: Are you busy?

Altair: Restless again?

Safiya: Nem.

Altair: I'm two hours away.

Safiya: Perfect. My classes will be done by then.

Altair: Where do you want to meet?

Safiya: I'll be waiting for you by the gates.

Altair: And the driver?

Safiya: Will be happy to have a little break?

Altair: Noted.

ELLA COULDN'T HELP rolling her eyes when she saw Safiya cross and uncross her legs for the nth time...in the past ten minutes. Could the other princess get any more obvious? While Ella herself was always secretly turned on by the sight of her own husband, she had also been too proud to let it show. The younger girl, however...

Safiya was feeling restless again. But unlike before, she was no longer clueless about it, and just knowing what it meant, and what would soon follow once the sheikh arrived...

The thought had creamy moisture lining the inner folds of her womanhood, and Safiya could only shift uncomfortably in her seat as the throbbing between her legs spread to the rest of her body. Unlike other girls, she had been taught at an early age to think of sex as a natural and intimate expression of love, and in hindsight, it had become all too clear why Lady Beatriz had been so insistent on instilling this lesson in Safiya's mind.

As the years went by, Safiya had also become increasingly exposed to the horrors of Saul's sexual perversions, and it was only Lady Beatriz's lessons that had saved the princess from being traumatized. Because of Lady Beatriz, Safiya had grown up with the cherished belief that sex was a wonderful thing when done with someone you loved, and now that she did have someone she absolutely loved...

Memories teased her mind, and Safiya bit her lip hard to keep herself from inadvertently crying out. It seemed so surreal to think that it was only two weeks ago when, having learned of the truth from Ella and Aurora about her condition, she had impulsively gone rushing straight to the sheikh's arms...

And oh, when they had been alone, and she had thrown herself at him and they had started kissing—-

She remembered how a moan had slipped out of her throat and how the sound seemed to have brought the sheikh back to his senses. She remembered how he had struggled to put her down and how she had stubbornly clung on to him. But most of all, she had remembered cupping his chiseled cheeks in her desperation, remembered forcing the sheikh to face her so she could look straight into his eyes and say—-

I do not want to be a virgin any longer...but I have also figured out why I remain one.

And as the sheikh had stiffened, she remembered adding in a rush—-

Your honor prevents you from claiming my maidenhood until you trust me fully, and I respect that. You never have to worry that I might force or pressure you to...to...pop my cherry!

The sheikh had choked and coughed at that point, but because she had been so busy squirming with anxiety at that time, Safiya hadn't even thought to ask if he was alright. All she had been able to think at that moment was to finish what she had to say, which was—-

But I also need your help, alshaykh!

And as his head jerked up, and Safiya had seen Altair's dark gaze abruptly swing towards her—-

This distance between us has become unbearable, and I find myself restless in my need for your touch. So if you please, alshaykh, can we not do all the other things that are almost but not quite—-

The rest of her words had disappeared into the sheikh's kiss at that point, and after that, well...

Safiya crossed and uncrossed her legs as she remembered herself moaning as the sheikh swept everything off his desk before laying her down on her back. She remembered the sheikh telling her in a guttural voice—-

Yes. Fuck yes. We can do all the fucking things that are almost but not quite sex. We can do it as much as you want. Whenever wherever however—-

The sound of someone coughing yanked Safiya out of her thoughts, and it took her a moment to realize the sound came from Ella. She turned to her friend, and this time she didn't miss the way Ella was making a face at her.

Shameless, Ella mouthed at her.

I agree, her friend mouthed back. I cannot seem to help it, the other princess then added, and Ella was torn between cringing and laughing, having remembered belatedly that sarcasm and smartass cracks did not work at all on the other girl.

Ella was still trying to think of another way to annoy the other girl when their geography professor rang her little bell to signify the end of class, and before Ella could say another word, Safiya was already on her feet and giving her a little wave of goodbye before hurrying out of the room.

Safiya made a mental note to apologize to her friend even as she descended the steps as quickly as she could. It had been quite rude of her to not even wait for Ella to say goodbye back, and while she did feel bad about it...

There was something else she wanted more, and already butterflies in her stomach had gone stark raving mad at the thought of what lay ahead.

Soon, soon...

Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest when she spied the sheikh's limousine already parked outside the school gates, and the sheikh himself standing next to it, waiting for her.

A gruff laugh escaped Altair as the princess flew into his arms like a homing pigeon.

"I miss you," he heard her whisper, and the sheikh's lips curved.

Bending his head, he whispered into her ear, "Did you really? Did you miss me...or my body?"

The princess pulled back, a thoughtful frown creasing her forehead, and then a moment later, she said, "You. I miss you. I always miss you. But right now,