“I found out he loves prostitutes. And not expensive ones. I have some pictures that would curdle your stomach. I kind of feel sorry for his wife. If you decide to get him thrown out of office, those pictures will do it. He spends all his time with prostitutes or doing some charity thing at a hospital. It’s a ‘save the children’ thing from what I can tell. I guess he’s trying to keep up a good image. It must be a great life for the fucker. Seriously, he’s a total pervert.”
Tal felt a little smile cross his face. He’d heard about his security detail’s proclivities. There was a reason they fit so well in Bezakistan. “Many would say the same of us, my friend. Trust me. There has not been a handfasting ceremony here since my mother was captured by my fathers. Even in 1975, the press went mad, and they weren’t as crazy then as they are now. The word perversion will be floating around quite a bit.” He hoped it didn’t deter or upset Piper.
Dane smiled, though on the big guy any smile looked a little like a shark baring his teeth. “We’ll keep them off you and the little woman. Tell me something, Tal. Is any of this going to hurt her?”
He had to tread very carefully. Tal trusted these men, far more than he’d believed he would trust anyone past his blood again. But they had hard limits. They were deeply protective of women. And he hadn’t missed the way they kept everyone off Alea. “She is going to be my bride. I would not allow her to be hurt.”
“And you’re sure about all this secrecy? I don’t get it.”
Tal didn’t expect him to. Handfasting with a captive bride was a dumb, ridiculously old ritual. “Our marital customs are ancient laws, still on the books. Eventually I hope to have them, stricken or amended. But my country’s government works slowly, and it’s more concerned with ensuring our safety and economic well-being than fixing cultural problems.”
A hint of a smile crossed Dane’s face. “I actually rather like your government.”
“Normally, I do as well. But now I must engage in this antiquated ritual or Khalil will inherit the throne. He will do anything he can to seize power. If he does, he will take over the oil wells and bleed this country dry. So, you see, my plan must work.”
Landon slapped him on the back. “Then you better be damn charming, Sheikh. You better pull out your magic carpet and give her a ride, if you know what I mean.”
He sighed. They made him laugh. They kept him somewhat grounded. It was often easier to be with them than it was his own brothers since they didn’t remember him as he’d been before. “I will attempt to do this, but you should understand. I chose her for her brain. She is very smart, clever. I doubt that this will be some passionate match.”
Cooper stared out of the open doors, his eyes going wide. “Who the hell is that? Dayum. That is the softest little bit of femininity I have seen in a while. Did this Piper intellectual girl bring along her hot sister?”
Tal stared out. The limo must have pulled up while he was wishing he could choke the breath out of Khalil. He couldn’t miss the woman Cooper spoke about. She wore a sundress, the delicate material flowing around her knees like a handkerchief blowing in a summer breeze. On her feet were a pair of yellow heels. Stilettos. He was a sucker for stilettos. He especially loved them when they were settled on either side of his neck as he fucked his way into a soft, hot pussy.
His breath caught. His entire body stiffened, especially his cock. She was lovely. So soft. Her hair was brown, but shot through with reds and blondes that caught the light and practically gave her a damn halo. Except nowhere, in any ancient text, did angels have cleavage like hers. The dress had been selected to show off her plump, ripe breasts, the V-neck and the turquoise color of the gauzy material flattering her skin. She had on a pair of sunglasses, but even without seeing her eyes, he could tell she was gawking. Her gorgeous, full lips were slightly parted in awe as she took in the sights. Her mouth looked small. He would likely have to force his cock in, but she would have that same look on her face when she came.
Tal had to catch himself. What was he doing? His bride was here, and he was reacting to some bimbo his brothers had brought along. A gathering rage rode through his system. This had to be Kadir’s doing. Rafiq wouldn’t think to bring his latest girlfriend along when they were supposed to be focused on securing a bride.
Sure enough his youngest brother got out of the limo and was immediately all over the brunette.
His heart sank. Poor Piper. Had she been forced to watch Kade’s behavior the whole trip? Was this how his brother meant to show him he wouldn’t accept Tal’s choice of bride?