171 - Mahjub Al-Makki

Mahjub Al-Makki

I feel her body contracting, she writhes beneath me as a smile spreads across her lips. I can’t resist the desire; I open my eyes and see her biting her lower lip. I kiss the same spot she bit and speed up a bit more, feeling my own desire and need about to explode.

I quicken my movements, thrusting in and out, feeling her legs tighten even more around my hips. I see her body arching off the sand. Her face starts to relax, and I realize she just had a delicious orgasm. I smile and feel my own climax exploding inside Hope, thrusting a few more times before collapsing on top of her, breathless after our little play.

I see her enchanting smile appearing as I catch my breath after making love to my woman right there on the beach.

“Do you think your parents will accept me again?” she asks, seeming a bit insecure.

“I don’t care about their opinions right now, my little swan. I only care about your feelings and desires!” I affirm, holding her chin.

With our eyes locked, I show Hope that she is the only one who matters to me. I love my parents, siblings, and my grandfather. But from now on, the only desires I want to fulfill are Hope’s, and I will do my best to make my wife feel loved and protected by my side.

“How about we swim a bit and then head back inside? It’s almost time to go to the yacht!” I say.

We start getting dressed again, and I pull her towards the sea. We had some fun, swimming for a while before returning to the small cabin. I watch Hope preparing our meal and then packing everything into the bag.

We walked along the beach hand in hand, talking a bit about her ballet and how important it is to her.

“I’ll be there at every performance, cheering you on…” I promise.

Making it clear to her that I will never forbid her from doing what she loves, I will always support her and be her biggest cheerleader.

I glanced at the watch on my wrist and, seeing that it was getting late, decided to head back to the yacht. I led her to the jet ski and helped my little ballerina climb on behind me. I felt Hope's hand holding tight to my stomach as I began to pick up speed, heading towards the yacht that was still far away.

I heard my wife giving little squeals of excitement from the adrenaline and began to slow down the jet ski as we got closer. From a distance, I could see my brother Matheus having fun with my sister-in-law Alice; they were dancing, while the others seemed to be just sitting and watching.

I can’t deny that I was happy to see them all here. It had been months since I last gathered with my siblings; the last time was when our grandfather was discharged from the hospital.

Salim Al-Makki is quite old now, practically having a hospital set up in his room at the palace. This worries me greatly. I know the time will come when my grandfather will leave us to join our grandmother, but I so wish he could see my happiness. I want him to have the pleasure of knowing that I am on the right path, the one he and my parents tried to build for me so many years ago.

With my thoughts still on my grandfather, I helped Hope to climb onto the yacht and headed towards my siblings. As she walked slowly, I saw her removing her cover-up, revealing her body. I took a deep breath to resist the urge to cover her with the fabric and secure it to her body.

I left the bag with all our things on a table we passed before greeting everyone. I looked at Henrique, who seemed irritated about something, but with my sister as his wife, it’s surprising if he ever looks calm. She probably already did something to drive him up the wall.

As I approached Hope, I noticed that even Matheus seemed irritated. I looked at both of them with my eyebrows furrowed, trying to understand what had happened while we were on the island.

I let Hope go meet up with the girls and walked over to my brother-in-law, Henrique, and my brother.

“What happened?” I asked, seeing them point towards Ruslan.

He was wearing only swim trunks, showing off his muscles and all his tattoos. I looked at the two beside me, not really understanding what was going on. After all, my sister and sister-in-law are crazy about these two dogs, and if Allah wills, I will be the next one like that.

“Your idiot brother-in-law was dancing in front of our wives, and I didn’t like it at all…” Matheus huffed, taking a shot.

This surprised me and made it clear just how irritated he was, considering my brother usually follows our religion closely.

“And you, Henrique, why are you like this?” I saw him take another swig of his Corona.

“Laís lowered her sunglasses and whistled at him. I’m holding myself back from shooting him…” I bit my lip to keep from laughing at their misfortune.

I was relieved that it was my brother-in-law trying to attract my other sister’s attention. I know Zara even likes him a bit, but the distance between them makes their relationship almost impossible. I’m sure they would make an excellent couple, and our parents would love to have Ruslan in the family.

I enjoyed the whole evening with my family, especially with Laís trying to meddle in my relationship with Hope.

“I don’t know what else to say to your sister…” Hope said as she came over to get dressed next to me.

“Tell her she has no permission to meddle in anything,” I said, holding her waist and pulling her in for another kiss. “The palace organizers will take care of everything,” I concluded with our lips still touching.

“You know she’ll interfere anyway, right?”

I started laughing and nodded. “What can we do? That’s just how they are,” I said, leaving a kiss on her forehead.

Before the evening arrived, Pietra and Hope appeared with two different cakes in their hands, both singing “Happy Birthday.” I was ecstatic when my wife sang perfectly in Arabic, with an accent as if she were a native Sudanese.

I closed my eyes before blowing out the candles. “May our marriage be blessed from beginning to end.” I blew out the candles, my eyes fixed on Hope, who smiled so beautifully. Before I could say anything, she placed the cake on the counter and pulled me away from everyone.

“I want to give you a present, and I don’t want it to be in front of everyone…”

I heard her say with her fingers intertwined with mine. Hope led me to the room still decorated with roses. As soon as I passed through the door, I closed it so no one could see anything.

I smiled as I watched her arrange an enormous decorative ribbon, wrapping it around her chest and tying a huge bow.

“I’m giving you what’s most important to me, Mahjub my heart, my feelings, and my purity of being untouched!” Her face glowed.

“The best present so far…” I said, pulling the bow from her body.

I breathed slowly and approached my little swan, who had gifted me with the best present in the world, the purity of her feelings.

“I promise to cherish them with love and care…”

The next morning, I felt the warm body beside me, smiled at the delicate scent of my wife, and slowly opened my eyes. I saw her hair tied up in a bun to keep it from tangling before we slept.