Curves for the Sheikh: A Royal Billionaire Romance Novel (Curves for Sheikhs Series Book 1) by Annabelle Winters

Author:Annabelle Winters [Winters, Annabelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-09-01T23:00:00+00:00

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Wendy the Wise and Powerful looked at her toes again. They seemed far too pink, incredibly round, and perhaps even a bit stubby, now that she thought about it. Can your toes be fat, she wondered as she lay there in bed. Yes, they can. OK, my toes are fat.

She was on that same bed beneath the blue sandstone ceiling. The Sheikh had stayed with her for hours, the two of them intertwined and entangled, their naked bodies pressed up close, hearts beating together. He had made love to her again, and thirty minutes later once more, that last time gathering her up in his arms and positioning her above him as he sat upright and hard in the middle of the bed, his muscular back and stomach holding him straight like a board as Wendy descended upon his ramrod-straight cock, his strong arms holding her steady, long fingers digging into the flesh of her bottom as he raised and lowered her heavy body with ease, her own weight driving down on him in a way that made her feel him so deep inside her, so goddamn deep.

The orgasms came like storm-blown waves, desert sandstorms, wind-driven rain, and the two of them held each other, kissed each other, clawed at each other like wild animals as the ecstasy threatened to break them but only strengthened that strange, otherworldly bond that was making it seem perfectly natural for Wendy to sit here on the bed right now, lying on her back, legs raised like she had read in some magazine article about what to do when you’re trying to get pregnant.

Trying to get pregnant.

Wendy had never been particularly taken with the idea of being a mother—raising Cindy had been enough. She had never truly felt a deep yearning to have a child. Yet now, suddenly, like out of nowhere, in the strangest way she did feel like this was the right thing, happening the right way, the way it was supposed to happen. Who cares if it was all happening backwards? Who cares if she still didn’t have a good idea of what the hell was going on here. Was the whole “You must answer to the Royal Council” a setup? Just some game for the Sheikh’s amusement? Does he have fifty other women in bedrooms just like this one, all of them carrying his seed? Am I in a goddamn horror movie now? Are his attendants going to put me in some incubator until I give birth and then execute me after they carry away my child?

But the speculation only made her giggle, and suddenly Wendy laughed out loud, feeling like a madwoman as her body shook and shivered, the peals of laughter echoing off the walls and ceilings, making it sound like there were ten women laughing, a hundred women, perhaps every woman in the world.

She laughed for what seemed like a long time, and then finally, still smiling, Wendy rolled herself out of bed and stood up. Both feet on the heavy Persian silk carpets now—oh, so soft.

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