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Amir felt so fulfilled, he had the love of his life back and his heir. He couldn't stop admiring how beautiful she was, he had missed her so much. But then he didn't forget to wonder who wanted her dead.
Amir had never felt the way he felt when he was with Amira with another woman. She was no doubt meant to be by his side as his wife and queen.
Yes Amira was stubborn, very stubborn, but regardless of that she was not a trouble maker. He wondered why someone would want to harm her. And he swore to protect her with his life.
Amir was lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Amira was awake.
"What could be bothering him?" she thought
Amira placed her hand on his shoulder, and that brought Amir back to reality.
FINAL CHAPTERAmir hadn’t seen his little princess in a few days and so he headed to Becka’s chambers.He heard moans coming from there, but he had to be sure he heard correctly and so he went closer to be really sure it was coming from there. There were no guards by her door and he wondered why?As he got closer to the door, the sounds became more audible. He stood for a while and heard them, they where not so loud but loud enough for him to hear what they where saying.“We need to get rid of Amira really” Becka said“I agree” the personal guard saidAmir was so livid, he didn’t want to hear any further and so he stormed off. His footsteps where very loud, Becka and the guard cou
"My name is Amira , daughter to the greatest king of the seven seas, I'll bow to no swine." Princess Amira stated"And I am King Amir, the greatest king of the earth and you will obey my every order." He roaredAmira was forced into the kings chambers in chains for fear that she'll over power the maid, stripped of her clothes, she was given a warm bath and placed on the bed in waiting for King Amir.King Amir was informed that she was waiting in his chambers and that gladdened his heart.Finally, he was going to have a taste of this woman who has given him sleepless nights.A woman who had shown bravery in so many wa
On a beautiful morning in the land of Nadin the king sat on his throne while he sipped the wine brought to him by his guards, in few hours times he'd hold his new born in his arms. The gods have been faithful. He's waited for this moment for years and he was glad he'd finally have a child running around the compound be it male or female. King Aaadil had been married to his heartthrob Queen Dalia for over a decade and they where yet to have a child. "The gods have finally smiled at us" he thought out loud while sipping his wine with merry in his heart. The king and queen where long time lovers before they got married, despite his parents refusal for him to marry Dalia he stood against all odds and fought for there love until, he eventually got married to her. And ever since they there love grew stronger.
Amira awoke to the sound of snoring. Her ears buzzed from the loud rumbling noise and her head pounded viciously.Dazed, she opened her eyes, her blurred vision gradually focusing upon a canvas wall only inches from her face. She wondered who could be making such a racket. Her brain ached at the effort to think. Surely not one of her maids, and if a guard was sleeping at his post outside her chamber, she would have to report him to the king for his laxness.Yet she wasn't inclined to leave her bed to discover the culprit. Besides her terrible headache, she felt dizzy, and it was comfortable lying here, the furs so soft beneath her."Furs?" she breathed, confused.Her bed had never been covered with animal skins, but a fine silken quilt. And she slept between linen sheets, not under a prickly wool blanket like the o
Amira was bundled back into the van and, she was placed on close watch and highly guarded.They finally got to the Ajini village.The women were put in the stern, where a crude tent was erected for them.Other than that, they were left alone. The men had satisfied their blood lust and their carnal lust, and might not need to do so again. She wasn't sure if that yet.All of the women had been raped, some many times, save for Amira, who remained unconscious from the blow she'd received while trying to escape.There were seven prisoners in all; Dala and cara , along with Enid and three other young girls from the village. Most of the men had been killed, except for those who managed to flee into the woods or th
Amir recognized the drawings on Amira's arms and that could only be royalty.She was a royal born, a princess. She was indeed a good prize.Amir and his guards went into the woods and he insisted on Amira's company.When they got to the shores of a river, they stopped to have a bath.Amir wasted no time in ordering his men over the side. Amira was ready, too. When he commanded tersely that she remain guarded, she retreated to the stern and sat obediently upon a rowing bench, in false meek ness.Inside she was a raw bundle of nerves, her heart hammering.Be still and be wary! she chided herself, clasping her hands tightly to contain her nervousness. Watch for the right moment and then seize it!She averted her gaze as
Amira was taken back to the palace and put in one of the kings chambers with guards placed outside the door. She was taken away from the rest of the other women Dala, Cara and the rest and she wondered how they'll be faring.She remembered her father,"Oh papa, I'll avenge your death, I promise" she cried She cried till she slept off.The chill wind coming in through the balcony door woke Amira.She shivered, then quickly tucked her cold bare feet under her robe. As she lay there tucked in a ball for warmth, the door opened and Amira looked up. Amir stood there holding a large tray of food, then kicked the door shut with his heel and put the tray down on the table."Come and eat, Amira," Amir said, pulling the two chairs over to the table."Has Zulu been bu
MATURE READERS ONLY Amira could feel his breath on her neck, hot and tickling, and his hand moved slowly downward, trailing over the taut curve of her belly, then on to her hip and down her thigh. The sensation caused goosebumps to spread over her legs. Then his hand moved deftly to her inner thigh and began to ascend with maddening slowness until it finally stopped on the soft mound of black curls between her legs. There the hand lingered the fingers gently parting the curls, nudging their way into the moist, hot flesh that already quivered with delight.With startled wonderment, Amira heard a soft moan escape her lips. She knew she should run, flee, but instead she slowly turned onto her back to lay the way open for those questing fingers. A seductive smile curled on her lips when she saw the