Roksolana hadn't bothered to look up when she heard someone clearing their throat and saw her friends stand up hurriedly from their seats and bowed. She knew that it was the Sultan. Only he could command such respects from the two women who were with her. She knew that he had probably come around to check on the women in the harem or perhaps, he had come to be with his favorite mistress. Besides, she was still angry at his silly act towards her yesterday. When the princess had tapped her, she knew that the other woman was trying to tell her she was being disrespectful but she didn't care. He should just go away from the hall and go over to Lady Miriam's quarter. When Roksolana heard the retreating footsteps of her friends, she knew that they had betrayed her.
"Where are you two going?" Roksolana asked her friends who didn't bother to answer.
Aabdeen was lost in thought as he walked to the harem. How had he ended up as an errand boy? Worse, he had endangered the life of his sister, thinking that he was protecting her. It wasn't until after he had written and sent that letter that he had made a grave mistake. He had tried every subtle means he knows to get the letter back before it got to Sultan Jamal but his efforts had proved futile. His fear of the Sultan harming his sister as a form of revenge had been confirmed when the general had suggested that she be held captive. His heart had nearly flown out of his chest at that moment and had only relaxed when the Sultan had kicked against such idea vehemently.His first mistake had been when he had sent that first letter to threaten the Sultan of Wadai' sultanate. He had counted on the Sultan's bad reputation of being easily angered over everything to help him, but his plan had failed
Jamal was still trying to determine how to approach Roksolana when she arrived when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned and saw that Aabdeen had arrived, and thankfully, Roksolana was with him. He didn't know what method the other man had used but he was grateful he had returned with Roksolana. Aabdeen bowed slightly and left, leaving him alone with Roksolana. What should he tell her first? About his feelings? Or should he apologize again?" Did you ask that I be kidnapped over just to keep staring at me?" Roksolana asked.Jamal decided against telling her about his feelings instantly. She wasn't ready to hear that. He wasn't sure if she was ready to hear his apologies either. With her current mood, there was only one thing that could make her happy, and Jamal would give her that. He grabbed hold of one of her hands and took her
Sultan Jamal paced around the carriage, wondering if he hadn't made a mistake in bringing Roksolana to meet her family. When he got tired of pacing about, he entered into the carriage and sat. He wondered what they were discussing about at the moment. It was probably about the thousand ways they should kill him for lying to them. What if Roksolana refused to follow him back now that she knew that her family was alive? He hadn't thought the plan through before he brought her over. He had just wanted to make her happy at that moment. He got tired of waiting in the carriage and got down again. Twice, he walked up to the door but managed to refrain himself at the last minute. When he guessed that he had given them enough time to bond, he told a guard to get Lady Roksolana from the house and watched as the guard disappeared into the house. He was kicking his right leg back and forth when the guard emerged with Roksolana. Jamal breathed a sigh of relief whe
Jamal kept a tight hold on to Roksolana as he walked back home hurriedly. He wished he had some magical powers that could make him land on his bed with Roksolana with just a single thought. That was how hard he was for her. And the fact that she had come to him herself gave him a clue that she had forgiven him or she was very close to forgiving him. When he got home, he ignored the greetings from the guards and turned the doorknob to go into the house, but a voice stopped him."Sultan." The voice called.Jamal cursed under his breath at whoever had thought of disrupting his plans. When he turned back, he saw his best friend standing behind him. His anger dissipated a little when he saw who it was."What do you want, general?" Jamal asked impatiently.&nbs
Jamal cupped one of her breasts and she moaned in ecstasy. The moan was all the agreement Jamal needed. He brought her lips closer to his and kissed her softly at first. When she opened up for him, he kissed her greedily as if he was searching for his soul in her mouth. He picked her up and laid her on the chair, flat on her back, then resumed his duty of devouring her lips. After a minute, he let go of her lips and began to undress her. When she was completely naked, he drank in the beauty of her body for a moment before he returned his lips back to hers.Few minutes later, Roksolana was turning and tossing about in his arms. He guessed that her body wanted more and he inserted a finger into her virgina. The loud moan that escaped her mouth told him that he had guessed correctly. He began to move his finger in her at different tempos, eliciting different ranges of sound from her. When
The next morning, Roksolana and the princess strolled through the flower garden. As she walked through the garden, she was reminded of the bed of flowers in Jamal's hall and she smiled. The next time she was there, she would make sure to check out the bed. She would also ask him why he had chosen to have a flower bed in his house. Roksolana frowned as she realized that she was thinking about the Sultan again so early in the morning. She had spent half of the night thinking about him and what they had done together the previous day."You like him, don't you?" The princess asked her, breaking into her thoughts."Who?" Roksolana feigned ignorance of not knowing who the princess was talking about.The princess nudged Roksolana with her elbow in a playful manner. She
As soon as Jamal saw that he was alone with Roksolana, he asked if she wanted to take her bath. He didn't bother to wait for an answer before dragging her up the stairs. Roksolana didn't bother to look around as they walked since she had to keep up with his pace. Which was hard to do, since the man walked like someone who was on fire only stopping when they got to a door. Jamal pushed the door opened and gently pushed Roksolana inside. She glanced at the room he had just pushed her into and saw it was a bathing room."Take your bath. When you are done, check in the cupboard and you'll find clothes there. Choose the one you want," Jamal told her, pointing at the cupboard in question."Do the clothes belong to your other concubines?" Rocksolana asked him. She wasn't expecting him to answer and was surprised when he did.&
Jamal took off his upper part clothing, like an inexperienced child. He lifted Roksolana a bit and took away her dress too, including her underwear. He watched as she toyed with her necklace and prayed she wouldn't ask him to stop now. He relaxed when he kissed her on the lips and she reciprocated. He took her hands in his, intertwined them together before placing them above her head. Roksolana moaned into his mouth. Sensing her needs, he moved his chest against hers while still kissing her softly. He felt Roksolana convulsing against him and smiled.Standing up, Jamal did away with his trousers and poised his dick against the center of her vagina. He knew that this was his chance to erase his wrongs and he didn't want to mess it up. Guiding his penis with his hand, Jamal pushed it into her at once. Her loud moan greeted his ears and he was happy he hadn't done it wrong again. Jamal stilled h