“That I would always be safe with you.”
“And I meant that. Not just from the strangers in this world but also from those who will get closer to you only to harm you. I included myself in that promise so why in the fuck do you think your brother would get more privilege than I granted myself?”
“You think you’ll hurt me?”
He averted his eyes weighing his words instead of giving me some bullshit answer. “I think I can do a lot that isn’t what I want to. I know I can be impossible and hard. I didn’t want to be anything more than that because it wasn’t necessary before you. But it is now. Because your being happy makes me feel…”
“Happy?”
“No. That’s too shallow a word. I feel a deep satisfaction when I know you’re content. When you’re happy it stirs something in my soul and I feel like I’ve accomplished the rarest feat on earth. And when you’re satisfied, it is the embodiment of heaven on earth to me.”
I needed to ask Alec to run tests on Ori to ensure I had the same man that I’d met all those months ago. He was supposed to be a grumpy man that I would tolerate for years to better the lives of others. But this new addition was so much more than that. He was kind, empathetic, protective and was a man I knew I could eventually love.
A true miracle.
“Is that why you call me that? Because you like how I make you feel when I cum?”
“It’s because of all three. The hold you have on me is something I don’t take lightly. It’s why I was trying too hard to avoid you. I could’ve found out who you were week before we met. But I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to put myself in the position to give a fuck. I knew then that you wouldn’t release the hold you had on me so I missed out instead of torturing myself.” His hands traced up my spine content with his words enough to get back to what he’d been doing.
“But fate had other plans.”
His hands went to the top of my thighs and tenderly squeezed. “Other plans and better plans.”
“You think having a life with me is better than the life you were going to have?”
“Without a doubt. I knew I was done for when I was pissed at how Afshin was speaking about your sister and he had just met her. I’d had these feelings for you and had rarely spoken them to you. I couldn’t have his ass romancing your sister and when y’all compared notes I was lacking. I ain’t failed shit my whole life, I’m not going to start with you. ”
My mind was a mix of wanting to coo by how sweetly he was behaving, which was fucking horrifying, and attempting to figure out how a king got into the mix. “Wait, what do you mean the king?”
“Afshin, you met him.” He was back kissing my neck thinking we were getting back on track but now I had questions.
“The king of bloody Persia!”
He sighed at my question but still answered it quickly, “Yes.”
“Wants to court my sister?” I’d been introduced to the king like so many others. He was close with the family because he was Xerxes’ uncle so Midas and Nev were familiar with him as well. He’d shown interest in Sasha but most men did. But to want her on that level was very unexpected.
“Yeah. Told me as a matter of respect. He respects her autonomy but culturally he wanted to make me aware of hisfeelings. We almost got in a fight because I thought he was talking about you when he was spewing out effusive praise of beauty, poise, God’s creation being magnificent, so of course I thought of you.” I was blushing again and I wondered if I was the one who was possessed. “You don’t think she would be a good queen?”
“My sister has been in the entertainment industry since we were 11. She’s been a model and has a knack for diplomacy. I think she’d be bloody well perfect as a queen. Ruler, of course not a consort.”
“Of course. Nobody puts Sasha in a corner.”
I raised my fist for him to bump it, and he shook his head as he obliged me. “Damn right!”
“Can we please talk about something else now? You’ve had my dick hard for about an hour and the ocean ain’t do shit but remind me how it feels to be inside you.”
I glanced around and realized the staff had made themselves scarce again, which meant he’d probably given them the word to leave us alone before he joined me.
Sneaky, but so bloody efficient.
“That suspiciously sounds like begging, Ori Nakoa.” I leaned forward licking his lips before nipping the bottom in between my teeth playfully.
“With my wife’s pussy dripping all over my lap I could give less than a fuck about how I sound. Besides, I ain’t too proud.” He worked his fingers into my bottoms his fingers gliding easily over the slick lips and I anticipated the joy of feeling him stroking me inside. “Do you need a demonstration?”
One finger entered easily and then a second. Teasing, gliding, plundering to depths I thought only his ladder could reach. I squeezed down on his fingers refusing to be completely outdone. The wind was blowing against my bare back and only the triangle of fabric of my bathing suit stood between us.
“Yes.”
