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Writer’s POV:
The celebration lasted for hours and even up to the early morning hours like two.
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The parents of the future wedded had all retired to bed by midnight and had left the couple, under the watchful eyes of their men and maids. It didn’t really bother the couple as they could now freely discuss.
“I was so busy this week that I forgot to think of getting you a gift,” Saïda told the Prince.
“You’re mine,” he replied simply and caressed her cheek. “That’s all that matters. The only gift that really matters right now.”
She smiled, very tempted to kiss him and he to kiss her. She turned and saw that her friends and his were still at their table, chatting and checking on them from time to time.
“They’re doing a pretty good job,” she mused.
“And it’s annoying. I wish I could take you to some dark corner and kiss you right, Saïda,” he replied, smiling at her and making her redden.
“A week without making love to you. And another week? I hate this issue.”
He muttered and she giggled.
“We’ll survive.”
“You probably will,” he chuckled.
Saïda’s POV:
“I sleep with a boner, almost every night,” he admitted and I giggled. “It ain’t funny sweetheart. I’m so frustrated,” he mused.
“Maybe it’s a good thing. Our nuptial night would be special and even our honeymoon,” I told her, my gaze continuously dropping to his pretty lips.
“Oh that’s a fact. I have a lot in store for you,” he smirked and I reddened, my heart skipping a beat.
“Oh my gosh,” I whispered with a little laugh, understanding what he meant. “I’ll be traveling with painkillers?” I joked and he laughed.
“You’ll be needing them,” he replied casually and I giggled again.
“Yalah,” I gasped and he chuckled.
“Don’t worry. You’ll like it,” he eyed me a little and my breath hitched, making me bite my lip.
“I know,” I replied lowly and he smirked.
He had my hand in his and was softly caressing. Gosh, I wanted to kiss him so bad. To even hug him tight and burry my face in his neck.
′I love him so much.′
Just then, an idea crossed my mind. One that made me redden.
“I insist, Asahd,” I started. “On getting or giving you something for your birthday. Maybe not now, but soon.”
He stared at me.
“Alright, sweetheart.”
I smiled.
′You’ll surely get it during our honeymoon. If I’m bold enough by then. If not, I’ll probably buy you something.′
I bit my lip, nervous.
I leaned forward, tempted, and kissed his chin.
He looked at my lips and leaned leaned in close till our lips were real close. I held his chin, amused and stopping him.
“What are you doing, my Prince?” I whispered.
“You can’t tempt me and expect me not to kiss you, sweetheart,” he whispered, his gaze on my mouth. I bit my lip, letting him get closer.
“No, no, no!” Yasmin exclaimed with a laugh and we froze.
“Kiss and I report you to Djafar,” Aisha added with a laugh, also coming to stand by the platform.
“I think it’s time for us to leave the party, Saïda. It’s three AM.”
“Yup, future bride needs her beauty sleep,” Yasmin giggled.
Asahd sighed desperately and they all laughed.
“We’ll survive,” Saïda giggled and kissed his cheek. “Goodnight, my love.”
“Goodnight, baby,” he smiled a little and kissed the top of her hand.
He then stood and helped Saïda go down the five stairs of the platform till she reached her friends. She bowed a little at him and her maids took her away.
Most of the guests were still around and partying.
Asahd’s POV:
Immediately she left, my friends came to me.
“Sorry, man,” Landry mused.
“There’s no way I’ll wait for seven days before touching her again. I need to kiss her, at least once,” I chuckled and stood, going down the platform.
“And how? We won’t let you,” Kanaan laughed.
′You will.′
I thought in amusement.
“You guys aren’t fair at all,” I told them and they chuckled.
“Just following the rules.”
“Facts. Now let’s get you back to your room, if you’re done partying.”
“I’m done. Got nothing to do here without Saïda,” I sighed, still so desperate. They laughed again.
“You’ve succeeded in surviving. Seven more days won’t kill you.”
“Mmm. You’re right.”
′Cuz I won’t wait seven days. I’m gonna kiss her and hold her tight again me, before then.′
I smiled at my thoughts. There was no way I would last seven more days without kissing her. I was going to find a way, no matter what.
Led by two guards, and two others behind us, we left the party.
It’d been two days since Saïda and I had gotten engaged and two days since I’d spoken privately with her or even kissed her on the cheek. The frustration was real.
Sometimes I would hang out in the gardens with my friends and then, she would walk by with her maids; chatting and laughing.
When they passed where we were, she would glance at me and smile warmly. It was killing me!
“This is punishment,” I told my friends and they chuckled.
“I know right. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to be in your place right now,” Amir admitted, amused.
“Being able to see the girl that drives you crazy without being able to touch her,” Kanaan said.
“It’s terrible. You guys understand what I’m going through right?”
“Mhm,” they all nodded.
“Then help me meet with her, privately. Even if it’s only two minutes,” I mused and they laughed.
“Nope. You’re trying to play us,” Landry laughed and the others joined him.
“C’mon guys! Two minutes only,” I begged with a little laugh.
“Two minutes are enough to get a girl pregnant,” Amir mused and they laughed.
“I won’t!” I laughed. “I won’t. Just two minutes guys. What are friends for?” I asked innocently.
Amused, they looked at one another.
“He’s trying to flatter us,” Kanaan chuckled.
“I’m just asking for your help. In fact, one minute. Just one.”
“Sixty seconds are too much,” Amir laughed and I was even more frustrated.
“True. It’s a no, Asahd,” Landry added and I frowned like a kid, making them laugh.
′They’ll let me. I know I’ve convinced some part of them and they would soon give in. I won’t give up.′
On the third day since our engagement, that afternoon, I was in the library with the guys and decided to beg them one last time.
“Guys, please let me meet Saïda for even a minute. You count the seconds. Just a minute.”
They rolled their eyes in amusement.
“Asahd, you’ve been bothering us since yesterday. You literally disturbed us from morning to night,” Kanaan mused.
“For real. Can’t you wait for a few more days.”
“Nope,” I chuckled. “If I don’t get my minute of privacy with her, you won’t be at peace either,” I laughed out and they shook their heads in amusement.
They stared at one another.
“Just a minute,” Amir mused.
“Yes! Nothing more!” I begged.
They looked at themselves again.
“Alright,” they all agreed with chuckles.
“Thank you!” I stood happily. “No one will know. We’ll be fast.”
“Mmhmm. One problem.”
“What?”
“Her maids will never accept. Those girls are stubborn,” Landry said in amusement.
“Oh true,” I muttered. “But you can do something. Get their attention. Find something. Please. Approach them and if they ask about me, say I’m asleep and watched by guards.”
They stared.
“Hmm okay. We’ll see what we can do.”
“You are all the best,” I chuckled happily, fist bumping each.
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Writer’s POV:
That same afternoon, Saïda and her maids were strolling through the halls. Saïda was walking behind them, completely carried away by the novel she was reading.
Just then, Asahd’s friends appeared and approached them.
“Hey ladies, how are you?” Landry greeted with a smile. Saïda immediately raised her head, in search of Asahd.
“We’re fine. And you, guys?” the maids replied.
“Fine. Just strolling about,” Amir replied.
“And the Prince?” Saïda asked from behind.
“Asleep. There are guards in front of his door.”
After replying, the three young men immediately gave all their attention to the maids, completely ignoring Saïda and making sure to get the maids attention and only theirs. And it worked. Soon they were carried away and discussing with the boys.
Saïda continued to read, concentrated on her novel. Just then, someone grabbed her arm and she turned. It was Asahd. He immediately raised a finger and pressed it against his lips. She was surprised and turned to his men who pretended not to see him and kept chatting with the girls. She immediately understood that they were distracting her maids on purpose. She faced Asahd with an amused smile. He smiled back and motioned for her to follow him. She did.
They tiptoed their way and he pulled her into the library, through it’s second door. Once in, he closed the door and pinned her to the door.
“Finally,” he whispered huskily and without further ado, he brought his lips down on hers.
Saïda moaned dreamily into his mouth, her novel falling. She wrapped her arms around his neck immediately. She’d craved his touch and kiss so bad.
Asahd’s POV:
“Mmm~” I moaned into her warm mouth, enjoying her taste and feeling the blood rush into my dick immediately. There was no way I would have lasted a few more days.
I kissed her hungrily and deep, making love to her mouth with my tongue. She kissed me back with the same fury and passion.
“I needed this,” I whispered breathlessly and grabbed the back of her thighs, lifting her off the floor and making her wrap her smooth legs around me.
’I’mma make the most of these seconds.′
“Me too,” she gasped, kissing me deep.
I kissed her neck, suckling gently against her soft skin. She moaned lowly, doing same to me and making me moan in return.
“I need you to make love to me, Asahd,” she gasped, breathless already.
“I will, real soon. Just a few more days, sweetheart. And I’ll make love to you as often as I please.”
“Mmm~” she moaned and kissed me again.
I didn’t want to stop. I didn’t want to let go. But I had to.
Reluctantly, we broke our kiss and I let her slide down my body till her feet touched the floor again.
“I promise,” I kissed her deep, one last time.
“Alright,” she blushed and bit her lip, driving me wild.
Unable to resist, I took her lip into my mouth and suckled on it. She immediately grabbed my face and kissed me deep. It was so hard to let go.
“I love you so much, darling,” I whispered, pecking her one more time.
“I love you too,” she pecked me in return. “Bye now.”
“Bye, love.”
She raised her head and gave me the final and short sensual kiss before turning and opening the door. She then left me with a racing heart, unstable breath and a boner. It was all worth it.
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Shortly after, the guys joined me.
“You’ll let us be from now, right?” Landry mused
“Yes. Thank you,” I chuckled.
“Damn, those seconds were enough for Saïda to give you a hickey? You two are on fire,” Kanaan laughed and we joined him.
I turned and looked at myself in a little glass close by. Indeed, Saïda had left a hickey on the side of my neck. She’d suckled so much on the spot that it had turned a little red. It made me smirk.
“I love it,” I mused and my friends chuckled.
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Luckily for us, Saïda’s maids had been really carried away and hadn’t even noticed her short absence.