His Forbidden Bride – Sheikh Breaks My Heart Read Online Marian Tee

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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
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Sheer sexual agony ripped through her, and Kyria’s body writhed and twisted.

The panties were finally off, and she forced her dazed eyes to open, just in time to see the sheikh shove the scrap of lace into his pocket. The action made her whimper in shock, but his gaze met hers unflinchingly, possessively.

Definitely not the way a brother would look upon a sister.

She watched him pull a chair, turn it around to face her with one graceful twist of his fingers, and her body jerked when she realized what he meant to do.

“N-no—-”

But he was already sitting down, his long strong legs stretching before him. His dark gaze captured hers, and she whimpered. “Now...” He began loosening his tie. “Let’s continue with the show, shall we?”

Aaaaaaaah.

She could think of a thousand reasons why this was wrong, why they shouldn’t do this, but God...that commanding, desire-roughened voice...and those words...

The sheikh yanked his tie off just as she reached for the triangle between her legs.

He threw his tie away, and her fingers began to move.

His eyes burned, and she started panting.

Oh, Servant of God...

Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been, and her folds were quivering so hard it was as if they were about to fall apart in ecstasy any moment.

“Have you ever fingered yourself, anisdi?”

That he would call her ‘milady’ while talking about such a thing made her choke and whimper at the same time, but they both knew the words only turned her on.

The sheikh leaned forward. “Have you?”

Kyria gave him a jerky shake of her head.

“Too bad.”

She moaned at his words, but he only smiled at her ruthlessly.

“Next time,” he rasped, “I might ask you to do it in front of me. But for now—-” The sheikh stood up, and she tensed. “I think I prefer to do it for you.” He slowly pushed her legs to open wider, and her stomach twisted in anticipation. Wider and wider her legs opened until she was completely exposed, and the fact that he was still fully dressed while she was completely naked waist down only caused more wetness to flood her pussy.

He had her completely in his hands, and the fact made her feel so deliciously vulnerable.

“Keep these legs up,” the sheikh gritted out. “Do you understand?”

At her nod, Malik slowly and steadily pushed one finger inside of her, and Kyria found herself clutching the sheets. Deeper and deeper, his finger moved inside of her, and her grip on the sheets tightened.

“Look at me,” he rasped.

Her desire-clouded eyes sought his, and the sheikh started shoving his finger in and out of her. With every thrust, his finger moved harder, and her inner muscles started to tighten around him. Her heart was racing, she was starting to lose her breath, but she just didn’t care. She was losing herself in the heat of his touch, her hips now moving on its own volition, thrusting up to meet every deep plunge of his finger—-

Malik ground his thumb down on her clit just as his finger plunged knuckle-deep inside of her.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Her body arched as her orgasm came out of nowhere, fingers digging deep into the mattress, and as her helpless gaze sought his, Kyria dazedly realized that every moment in her life since that morning—-

Every precious, painful moment...was leading to this.

“I love you.” She just had to say the words. “I love you.” Her sweet, dark, innocent eyes sought his. “I love you, Malik.”

Her words set him on fire, and any hope of leaving her untouched burned into ashes.

“Kyria...”

She gasped and writhed at the way he said her name, his every intention for her laid out in those two syllables.

He was going to make her his tonight.

He was going to take her virginity as his.

He was going to fuck her until her body was limp and her mind was close to breaking—-

And then he would do it all over again.

Her whole body shook as she raised herself on her toes, and his hands fell away from her face as she clutched his shoulders. Malik stiffened as she leaned forward, inch by aching inch, until her aching breasts were flat against his chest.

His hands were suddenly gripping her waist. “Do you know,” Malik growled, “how fucking hot you are right now?” His dark gaze swept over hers, and that alone was enough for her breasts to swell and grow heavier with a need that she knew only the sheikh could assuage.

Only him, and of course she now knew that it had always been him, and always would be.

Malik.

Her desire for him flared out of control, and she could feel herself swaying and trembling at the sheer overwhelming power of it. Oh, sweet heavens, but there was no denying it now. None at all. She wanted him, needed him, loved him, her brother and sheikh by choice—-



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