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"You could have fooled me."

He chuckled, then pulled her down, impaling her. He drew her forward until she lay on top of him, his cock buried inside her.

"I don't want to make love now, but I would like permission to awaken you with an orgasm."

"Oh. I see."

She wasn't entirely sure she could wait that long, but he stilled her  shifting, stimulating movements and held her against his chest. He  stroked her back, soothing her until, after a few moments, she relaxed,  enjoying the feel of his big cock stretching her vagina. Eventually, she  even fell asleep.



A long, hard cock moved within her. Angelica's eyes opened. She was on  her back and Kadin, wonderful, glorious Kadin, was above her, slowly  thrusting his wickedly erect cock into her.

Her nipples, already hard, pointed upward. Pleasure washed through her  already, as though carried through on a dream. His thrusts became short  and hard and she moaned, the orgasm already lapping at her  consciousness.

"You like being fucked hard, don't you, my love?"

The waves crested higher.

"Only by your enormous cock, my captor," she murmured, her voice quivering.

He smiled and thrust deep, pinning her to the bed. Then he did the most  amazing thing. He rocked his hips, swiveled to the left, then spiraled  his hips.

"Ohhhh my God I'm coming!!!!!"

He spiraled again and she wailed.

"Oh yes ... Oh yes  …  oh yeeeeeessssssss!" She gasped and wailed again.

She heard the door open and close, but she ignored it, riding the intense orgasm.

He thrust in short strokes. Hard. Fast. Driving her to heaven. He groaned and exploded within her.

When he collapsed on top of her, she glanced sideways to see Naja standing beside the bed, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Kadin, Naja is here," Angelica murmured against his ear.

"Yes, I know."

He sat up, still embedded inside Angelica.

"What is it?"

Naja leaned toward him and whispered in his ear. His expression didn't  change, yet seemed to change totally. He murmured in Naja's ear, then  smiled down at Angelica.

In a commanding voice, while allowing his face to turn stern, he said, "Now, captive slave. It is my partner's turn."

Naja had turned her back to them and her robes shifted with her  movements. She turned around and Angelica could see she had strapped on  the translucent penis again. He stepped toward the bed as Kadin shifted  away, then he climbed over Angelica. He kissed her, hard and passionate,  his tongue thrusting into her mouth, invading every recess until  Angelica's tongue danced in response. He grasped Angelica's breasts and  squeezed them, stimulating the nipples to rigid need, then he sucked one  in his mouth. She gasped.

The cock slid between Angelica's thighs and thrust inside her. The man  pinned her wrists to the bed and fucked her with short hard strokes, his  small, pointed breasts bouncing up and down.

Angelica leaned forward and caught one in her mouth, sucking hard,  causing him to gasp. Within moments, both of them cried out in orgasm  and slumped back on the bed.



"Where is Kadin?" Angelica suddenly realized he was not in the room. She'd assumed he'd been watching the two of them.

Naja unfastened the straps and slid the cock from her pussy.

"Dhiya telephoned. That's what I came to tell him. He's gone to get her. She wants to come home."

Dhiya? Angelica's heart sank.



Angelica glanced up as the door opened. Naja entered.

"Kadin wishes to see you."

Angelica nodded. Now, he would send her home. Her heart ached at the thought of leaving. Of never knowing his touch again.

Naja led Angelica along the marble hallways and through a large, arched  doorway. They entered a huge room with marble columns and a small pool  with a fountain under a large skylight. On the other side of the  burbling water, she saw Kadin talking to a young woman with long, dark  hair flowing to her waist. Dhiya? He drew her close to him, hugging her  and kissed her temple.

The easy affection they shared caused Angelica's stomach to curdle.  Clearly, the two of them were meant to be together. Angelica watched  them as she and Naja crossed the large room. She quickly realized this  was the woman who'd mugged her in the airport! The woman had pointed a  gun at her and demanded her clothes, ticket and passport.

She did not intend to tell any of that to Kadin. He would not believe  her anyway. This was his beloved Dhiya. Even though Dhiya had dumped him  and run off, she now seemed to want him back, and he seemed just fine  with that.

As Angelica approached, close on Naja's heels, the young woman eased  away from Kadin and glanced at Angelica. Kadin took Dhiya's elbow and  walked toward an arched doorway to the right. Naja and Angelica followed  them.

They entered a room about twenty feet square with upholstered settees.

Kadin dismissed Naja.

"Sit," he said, once she'd gone.

Angelica sank onto the settee facing the couple. When Kadin glanced at  her, there was nothing in his expression to show he even knew her, let  alone that they'd shared the most sexually intimate acts together.  Nothing of the affection or tenderness she longed to see. In fact, his  expression seemed stern as he glanced at Angelica, then Dhiya.         

     



 

Dhiya bowed her head toward Angelica. "Hello, Angelica. My name is Dhiya."

Dhiya folded her hands in her lap. "I wish to apologize for what I did  to you. I know my actions have caused you a great deal of trouble and  inconvenience. I also know that Kadin blamed you and probably threatened  to punish you."

Her hand rested on Kadin's arm. "He refused to tell me what happened  between the two of you, but I know he can be quite intimidating when he  puts his mind to it, so I hope he didn't frighten you."

Dhiya searched Angelica's face for an answering emotion, but Angelica kept her expression neutral.

"If there is anything I can do to repay you, please tell me."

Nothing could ever repay her for what she had lost.

Kadin.

The only thing Angelica wanted from Dhiya was answers. She longed to  know how she had wound up in these unfortunate circumstances.

"I'd like to know why you left?"

Dhiya stared down at her hands folded in her lap.

"I suppose you have a right to know." She drew a deep breath and faced Angelica again. "You see, there was a man."

Another man? Angelica's gaze darted to Kadin. His jaw tensed and his smoky eyes darkened with pain.

"He was an Englishman, related to the British Ambassador. He, Drake,  lived here for about a year. Kadin and I had entertained the Ambassador  and his friends many times and a romance developed between Drake and me.  We kept it a secret, of course."

Angelica tried to keep the horror she felt from showing in her eyes. Dhiya had been having an affair. Had Kadin known about it?

"When the time came for Drake to leave, he begged me to go with him. I  knew Kadin would never let me go, so Drake came up with a plan. I would  find a woman at the airport who looked similar to me. You know, height,  build, hair. I'm so glad you had long hair, by the way, because  otherwise I would have had to cut mine. I would have hated to do that,  and Kadin would have been severely displeased. Anyway, you know the  rest. I took your place on the flight. In your clothes and with your  passport, the officials hardly glanced at me."

And what about what would happen to me? Angelica wanted to ask, but bit her tongue.

Dhiya leaned forward.

"I am truly sorry for what I put you through. I put my emerald necklace  in your bag to thank you, but I know that does not make up for the  inconvenience I have caused you. In fact, I suppose it wound up causing  you more trouble since Kadin probably thought you'd stolen it.

Inconvenience? Is that what she called it?

"What happened to the man? Drake?" Angelica asked.

Dhiya's expression crumpled and her face tilted downward. "He was just using me."

Kadin slipped an arm around her waist and drew her close, comforting her.

"He thought he would attain wealth and position by marrying me," Dhiya  continued, "but when he found out all I had were the clothes on my back  …   your clothes  …  he dumped me. When I found myself lost and alone in a  foreign land, I called Kadin." She glanced at him, her eyes filled with  gratitude. His eyes softened as he gazed down at her. "I knew he would  come and bring me back."

"You are lucky that he loves you so much he would still take you back." The words escaped before Angelica could stop them.

"Take me back?"

Angelica glanced from Kadin to Dhiya, but Kadin's eyes were for Dhiya only.

"I mean, because you'd run off with another man."

Dhiya gazed at Angelica skeptically. She patted Kadin's hand, and said, "Would you mind leaving Angelica and I alone?"

"Why?" he asked, in typical male fashion.

"Because she probably has more questions for me and I think she would be more comfortable if you weren't here."

"Fine, but let me know when you're done. I'd like to speak to her privately, too."

He left the room and Dhiya leaned closer.