Royalty Gone Bad

Chapter 69: 69. Intense

*EXPLICIT CHAPTER!*

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Asahd’s POV:

It’d been forty five minutes since I’d returned to my room after dinner. I’d freshly showered and was

sitting at the edge of my bed in nothing but my boxers and my unbuttoned nightshirt.

I had my face in my palms as frustrated, I kept hoping Saïda would show up. I couldn’t stop thinking of

the fact that she’d gone visiting Noure, earlier that evening and had returned at seven PM. What had

she been doing with him? I tried not to think of it because it would definitely spoil my night. I needed

her. I desperately did. Love was teaching me a hard lesson. Saïda literally obsessed me. I didn’t want

my heart broken because of her marrying Noure. I would not give up, still. Even if she married him, I

would still follow her around. I needed her with me.

As I thought, there was a low knock at my door and I looked up, sitting straight.

“Yes?”

′Please. It should be you, Saïda.′

The door was opened and when she stepped in, my heart skipped a beat. She looked nervous and her

cheeks were pink. She had her hands joined in front of her. I swallowed a little.

“Good evening, my Prince,” she said slowly.

“Good evening. Please, close the door and lock it.”

She did as told and faced me again.

“Why stand so far away, honey?” I asked softly, impatient to have her in my arms.

“Come closer to me, please.”

I watched her make slow gentle steps towards me till she was close but not enough. I reached out and

grabbed her soft hands.

“Please, come closer Saïda,” I muttered, gently pulling her closer till she was standing in between my

legs and thighs. I looked up at her and she blushed, tucking a strand of her hair at the back of her ear.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and hugged her, my face resting against her lower stomach and

abdomen.

“I’m glad you came.”

“I– I wanted to,” she murmured and I looked up at her. She reddened even more.

“Sit on my thighs,” I whispered, holding her waist.

She had a flair dress on. I watched her part her legs and start to straddle me. I helped her do so. She

sat on me, her knees on the bed on each side of my waist.

She looked down at me, her head directly and inches above mine. I raised my head a little more and

kissed her, my arms and hands holding her tight against me and caressing her. She slowly wrapped

her arms around my neck and kissed me back with the same craving. The same urge and want. It was

only a matter of time before she left Noure. I knew it. I could feel it in the way she kissed me. It was

changing and I could tell she wanted me more.

′You won’t stay with Noure for long, my love. I’m just letting things occur smoothly.′

If I’d wanted to convince Saïda into making love with me, I would’ve. I knew I could make her give in

completely to me, but I controlled myself. I wanted her to confess that particular deep feeling, she had

for me. The one she was still confused about and in denial of. The day she would accept it, would be

the day I would own her completely. The day I would own her heart and body completely, and she

would own mine too. That day was getting closer and she probably didn’t know it, but I did. And I would

be patient until then.

As we kissed, I felt the blood rush into my dick like it always did when with her. In no time, I was hard–

very hard. I could feel her panties because my erection was pressing against them, and she felt it. I

knew she did because a low gasp escaped her lips as she kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her

back and slowly began to fall back, taking her along until my back touched the bed with her on top of

me.

I led my hands slide down her back grip her waist, I then raised my hips and held her down on me till

my covered erection pressed its way against her panties. She moaned weakly, into my mouth. How I

wished I was buried deeply in her.

Holding her waist, I slowly began to guide her and make her move. I could feel how wet she was

getting and it was driving me crazy. I made her grind slowly on me, humping me.

“Ohhh~” she moaned softly against my lips.

I wanted more. I needed more at that moment.

I sat up and carrying her, I completely got on the huge bed and carefully lay her down at the center, me

hovering over her. Her breathing had already changed and her chest was heaving a little.

“Are you gonna sleep with me?” she murmured so low.

“Do you want me to?” I asked softly and she reddened even more. I could tell she was still unsure.

“No. Please, don’t,” she whispered.

“Alright,” I pecked her soft lips. “But I want to pleasure you, sweetheart. Can I?”

She swallowed and nodded a little. I could tell she was fighting her desires a little but they were

stronger than she could control.

“Okay.”

The lights in my room could be controlled by a remote and so I grabbed the remote that was close by

and reduced the lights completely till we were in darkness.

I covered ourselves with the silk sheets. I was on top of her and kissed her deep before whispering:

“I can’t wait to make love to you in these silk sheets, Saïda. Have them wrapped all around our naked

bodies while I make you feel pure ecstasy.”

The thoughts of what I was saying gave me goosebumps and made me swallow.

“I know I will make love to you.”

I kissed her nice and slow and she kissed me back. In the darkness, I unbuttoned her dress around the

chest area. She gasped a little.

I felt my erection push harder against my boxers when I realised she had no bra underneath. I touched

her soft, round breasts and she gasped again. How I wish I could see them.

I kissed her neck softly and made my way down to her chest, kissing her smooth skin and inhaling its

innocent smell.

′Gawd, she drives me crazy.′

I could feel her soft breasts, as well as hard and sensitive nipples, press against my chest. As I slid

down, they rubbed against my skin and she moaned a little.

I slid till my face touched them. They were even softer. I kissed them. Her chest was heaving and her

breathing changing.

Hungrily, I took her right nipple into my mouth. Finally, I was tasting the soft, pointed bud without a cloth

covering it.

“Mmm~” I moaned softly and suckled on it.

She moaned lowly and arched her back a little, giving me more access to her nipple.

I sucked gently at first, but then I needed more. I started to suckle faster and harder, just like a milking

machine would on a cow.

I suckled and pulled on it like I was trying to suck some sweet nectar out of it. She moaned

continuously, arching her back and raising her hips which I lay in between.

I loved the taste of her soft nipple, how warm and harder it got while I suckled on it. I could eat her raw.

Every body part of her tasted like the best candy to me.

I pulled on her nipple one more time till it slipped out of my mouth. I then licked it and the aureola all

around, making her moan and run her fingers through my hair.

I went to the other nipple and did same.

After that, I kissed my way down to her pantie covered mound. I put my fingers in her waistband and

pulled downwards until I took them completely off. I held her knees and spread her legs apart. A low

whimper escaped her lips.

I couldn’t see her but I tried to imagine what she looked like at the moment. She didn’t know what I had

in store for her.

My boner was literally hurting and so I sent my hand into my boxers and pulled it out. Completely.

My breathing was so raged, like I’d ran a marathon. I wrapped my fingers around my length and began

to stroke myself. A low moan escaped my lips as I did so.

′Self-control. Self-control, Asahd.′

I thought, biting my bottom lip in frustration.

Slowly, I leaned in and hovered her till my face was above hers again. I was careful not to touch her in

anyway. I had my other hand on the bed, holding me up for support, as well as my knees. I was

kneeling in between her legs.

Carefully, with my boner in hand, I started to lower myself on her.

′Self-control, self-control.′

Saïda gasped in shock when she felt my tip, touch her folds. She immediately shut her thighs tight with This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

me in between them.

“Asahd!” she gasped in clear shock!

“I won’t penetrate you, Saïda. I promise.”

“Asahd don’t– don’t enter me. I’m begging you,” she begged and I could hear the fear in her voice.

“I won’t. Trust me.”

When she didn’t speak again and loosened her thighs a little, I let myself down on her. The length of

my boner was now pressing against her moist folds. We both let out low moans, the feeling was

amazing. I could actually feel her cl*t against the back of my raging hard on. I tried not to lose it.

Writer’s POV:

“Oh my gosh!” Saïda gasped lowly and breathlessly.

She couldn’t believe she was letting all this happen.

Feeling Asahd’s member, raw and lying in between her folds, pressing against her, made her breath

hitch and her heart palpitate. It felt hot, long, big.

′Oh gawd. What am I doing? I can’t help it but love this. Want this, want him.

He’s brainwashed me and I’m loving it.

Where did I go wrong? I don’t want it to stop.′

Saïda’s thoughts were mixed up again and she wasn’t thinking straight. The fact that she felt like she

was running out of air, made her drowsy. The tingle in between her legs was with worsening and

seeking release, making her mouth water. Saïda was without strength and straight reasoning when it

came to Asahd.

He kissed her softly and she kissed him back, automatically. Saïda let out a low yet raw moan into

Asahd’s mouth when he started to move on top of her in a forward-backward manner, his hardness

rubbing against her sensitive folds.

The skin to skin feeling was amazing and beginning to drive them crazy.

Saïda wrapped her arms around his neck as she held on to him. He went a little faster, humping her

raw and feeling her become more and more wet.

Asahd’s POV:

“Mmm~” I moaned against her lips, kissing her deeper.

I loved the sounds of her low whimpers, gasps and moans. She clung to me and would raise her hips in

frustration, grinding against my cock. The raw feeling was driving me wild and I fought hard with myself

not to give up and enter her.

As I rubbed against her, she felt so small. So fragile. So tight. She definitely was tight. Very tight. I’d felt

it with my tongue and fingers before. She was so pure and I wanted her so bad. I craved her.

I didn’t want her in Noure’s arms. He didn’t deserve her. Neither did I. But I wanted her and had to have

her. I wanted to be her lover. I wanted to love her till death. I wanted to be her ultimate first. I’d been her

first in many things, but I wanted to be her first taste of love making.

I wanted to ease my way into her tight folds and give her great pleasure. I couldn’t let Noure take her

away from me. The day I’d kissed her for the first time, was the day I’d fallen for her. It took me time to

realise and admit it, but it was a fact. She’d caused a spark in me, the moment my lips touched hers.

I pecked her soft, parted lips as low gasps escaped them and she struggled for air.

“I love the feel of you,” I whispered, humping her raw and loving how breathless she was, moaning

softly and raising her hips to match my rhythm.

I could feel myself getting soaked with her juices and it pleased me. I loved how her sensitive clit poked

as my length pressed and rubbed over it, making her whimper lowly every single time.

I kissed her softly and took her bottom lip into my mouth. I suckled softly on it and then pulled on it with

my teeth as I slowly let it go.

“Ahhh~” I moaned lowly against her neck when she started grinding faster against me.

“Ohhh~ easy sweetheart~ Ahhhh~ y– you’re gonna make me want to enter you.”

She ignored me and went faster, her breathing increasing as well as her gasps. She was seeking

release and it was killing me softly.

“Arghhh!” I groaned into the pillow behind her head.

My groin was on fire and the pleasure was intense.

“S– Saïda~” I moaned weakly but she didn’t stop.

I felt the pressure increase. I started to hump her faster myself, seeking quick release before I lost it.

She was getting wetter and I could feel the precum ooze out of my hardness, making me moan

dreamily.

She gripped me harder and I understood. I immediately kissed her, just in time to muffle her raw moan

caused by her sweet orgasm. She was even faster, grinding against me all the way while she climaxed

and I humped her.

She soaked me. She was shivering underneath me and the way she moaned into my mouth, made me

guess her eyes had rolled back into her head. She shut her thighs tight and raised her hips even more,

arching her back a little.

I knew I was done with, too. The way she clung and moved against me, sent me over the edge. I

groaned into the pillow and pressed myself harder against her. I came like crazy. It didn’t stop. It went

on and on, continuously like it would never end. I could hardly keep my eyes open and kept my face

buried in the pillow. My moans were loud and raw and so I had to muffle them in the pillow. I wished I’d

come in her instead, but it was still amazing.

After long seconds, trying to regain our composure, I kissed her softly.

“That was amazing,” I kissed her and she kissed me back.

“You want me, don’t you?”

“So much.”

I loved the sound of her soft, breathless voice, admitting that. I was getting there. That day I was

longing for, was fast approaching. I just needed to be a little more patient.

“Good, I love you,” I kissed her again before rolling off her and pulling up my boxers.

I heard her button up and adjust. Then, I switched on the lights again.

She was sitting up, her face very flushed. She stared down at me, shyly. She was so beautiful. She sat

on the edge of the bed.

“I should leave. I need a shower,” she murmured and stood.

I could tell her knees were still shaky because she almost stumbled.

“You okay?” I asked, concerned and she turned, nodding innocently.

Gawd, I loved her.

She then looked around for something, her face reddening.

“What is it?”

“My underwear. I– I can’t find it,” she replied nervously.

It was under my pillow and I planned on keeping it.

“Don’t know. If I find it, I’ll bring it to you,” I smirked at her and she reddened even more.

“Goodnight, Asahd.”

“Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you.”

she looked away nervously and turned. I watched her leave.

′You won’t be marrying Noure. You’ll be marrying me.′

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