The Sheikh and the Servant (17 page)

Grasping Noori’s chin, Shahin plundered his mouth, staking his claim, just as Noori hoped he would leave his mark upon his consort inside and out. “Mine,” Shahin growled before lowering his mouth to Noori’s neck and sucking at a patch of skin.

Noori’s hoarse cry stuttered in the silence of the tent, the sharp pleasure of being marked burning into his soul. “Yes,” he gasped, fingers threading into Shahin’s long hair.

“I will mark you as mine, again and again,” Shahin muttered as he rocked harder against Noori, one hand stealing between their bodies to stroke them together. His eyes sparked as he commanded his lover’s attention, pausing in all movement. “Speak now, while I still have a slim hope of stopping, if this is not your desire.”

In response to Shahin’s demand, Noori’s hand threaded between their bodies, grasping Shahin’s wrist. He held it still for a split second, meeting Shahin’s eyes. Slowly but surely, he urged the hand back into movement.

Eyes closing in rapture, Shahin stroked them together several times before pulling himself free and pushing against Noori’s thigh. He lifted his palm and licked it, taking his lover’s arousal back in hand, spreading the thin fluid from it to facilitate the hard strokes. “Give me your seed that I might sink into you by its ease,” Shahin rasped.

The words Shahin chose sent ripples of pleasure through Noori’s body, and his eyes closed as his hips began to respond to the firm strokes. Leaning to trace Noori’s lips with his tongue, Shahin whispered, “I have planned this day for weeks, luring you here that I might secure your heart and mind and then plunder your body, making you mine and mine alone.” His strokes continued, firm and quick, squeezing as Noori’s hips jumped.

Heat spiraled through Noori’s body, centering in his groin. Shahin’s fervent voice warmed his heart, making him feel as if he would burst into flames at climax. But he could not deny the rush of pleasure that sped through his body, making him cry out. Even if he died in the moment, he would have had his heart’s desire. Perhaps feeling the jolt of Noori’s pulse, Shahin leaned to gently kiss him, and then he whispered against his ear.

“I love you.”

At the softly spoken words, Noori’s body released its pleasure, wetting the hand that stroked him. In the moment of climax, he cried out as well. “I love you! Shahin, my love!”

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Nearly
overcome with emotion, Shahin dropped his forehead to Noori’s chest as he held his exulting lover, the heat of Noori’s seed on his hands, his heart filled to bursting. He just tried to breathe, listening to the thumping of his love’s heart. Fingers still locked in Shahin’s hair, Noori panted heavily before his breathing started to slow once more. Lifting a lazy leg, he ran his knee against Shahin’s hip and thigh. “I desire you, master of my heart. I wish to feel you.”

Groaning, Shahin slid his hand between Noori’s legs, seeking the path to his completion. Using the slick fluid on his fingers, he pressed inside his lover as carefully as he could manage. The pressure of Shahin’s fingers making their way inside caused Noori to arch.

“You are the first I’ve ever loved—the first I’ve ever wanted,” Noori admitted in a soft voice.

Shahin’s free hand clenched on Noori’s hip, echoing the dangerous cramps of his loins. “You test me sorely,” he said harshly, pressing deeper. “I want you badly.”

Growing serious, Noori met Shahin’s passion-blackened eyes. “I am yours to have.”

Breaths shuddering out, Shahin moved his hand to himself, spreading Noori’s slick seed over his aching erection, and he moved to position himself between Noori’s legs, prodding the furled entrance before declaring, “You are mine!” and thrusting home.

Noori’s shout rang out as Shahin sank deep into him, the very act itself bringing such pleasure, even without Shahin’s immediate completion.
 
Pulling back and thrusting again, Shahin felt the wounded parts of himself heal over as Noori’s love and acceptance flooded him, delivering him to untold pleasure and contentment. He felt his climax upon him and forced himself to open his eyes and look upon Noori. “With this… you are mine,” he gasped out. “And I… am yours!” His body went rigid as he found paradise in the heaven of his lover’s body.

Noori held tightly Shahin’s body as he rocked ecstatically, until with a quiet groan Shahin collapsed into Noori’s arms, still buried deep within, his lips seeking Noori’s warm, sweat-slicked neck and nuzzling.

Noori’s hands glided over Shahin’s sweat-slicked back. “I love you,” he whispered once more, affirming the declaration.

Shifting to a more comfortable position but remaining close, Shahin kissed Noori’s chin. “You are my heart,” he murmured, voice drowsy.

“And you are my soul,” Noori murmured. After several quiet moments, he added, “You still own me, though you granted my freedom. I am bound to you for life.” Running lazy fingers along Shahin’s spine, he continued, “I would have it no other way.”

Breathing in Noori’s scent, Shahin grunted in assent. “There is no other way for me but with you,” he said quietly.

A slow smile spread over Noori’s lips. “’Tis good that we are in agreement. I have not the energy to make you see my point of view.”

Shahin’s response was a quiet chuckle as he pulled Noori an inch closer, back in the comfortable curl in which they usually slept. Noori settled into his customary position, breathing deeply as he entwined their fingers. As close to perfect as the ritual had been before, it was now complete. Shahin closed his eyes with a smile.
He
was now complete.

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