Once upon a desert - completed

Chapter Eleven

Satisfied, totally contented Megan run fingers through his hair hovering above him losing herself once more into his eyes as he caressed her bare back with his hands. She smiled wondering how could this be, trailing a finger down the side of his face. "What are you thinking about?" he asked curiously.

"Here you are a royal prince, who must've met some of the most beautiful women in the world...."

"Megan," he warned twisting her onto her back, brushing wild hair from her face. He shook his head. "I thought we were beyond those issues."

"I'm not having issues Rasheed," she promised to be kissed, wrapping her arms around his neck and enjoying his closeness. "I was just wondering what could you possibly see in me?"

A smile touched his lips as he eased into the pillows at her side her arms falling away. "If that isn't an issue then what is, may I ask? Or perhaps Miss Megan is looking for compliments." Eyes twinkling she shook her head though eyes narrowed at the Miss. "Have you complaints instead?" he asked running his hand over her to make her moan with pleasure as he fondled her, lowering his gaze, watching as he played with a hardened nipple. "Let's see apart from the sex...."

"Rasheed," laughing she swatted his arm, bringing back his gaze as she caressed his arm with the same hand. His hand dropped to caress her flat belly as he guided her against his shoulder with his other arm.

"You my love need to get some sleep as I do, we have an interesting day ahead of us." He kissed her forehead and then reached behind to switch off the bedside light. Megan snuggled in closer eyes closing.

"So what did interest you, Rasheed, in me?"

"Are you always going to be like this Megan?" he asked instead with a sigh. Laughing softly she kissed his cheek.

"Probably."

"Well not that," he drawled dryly to be poked. "Megan," he growled warningly. Lovingly she brushed the back of her hand over his chest.

"You know it was your eyes," she sighed.

"What about my eyes?" he teased running a hand through her hair

"Your beautiful dark velvet eyes caught my heart, I always lose myself in them, so dark, deep and soulful. You have beautiful eyes, Rasheed." Laughing he gathered her against him, kissing the side of her face.

"It was your honesty that caught my heart beloved," he whispered, "don't ever lose that Megan Ryder."

"Not too emotional for you?" she asked softly, holding her breath. There was a pregnant pause for her to slowly release her breath and snuggle in closer for she had done it again.

"Where is this coming from Megan?" he asked suddenly.

"Nowhere, sorry just been silly and as you said we have an interesting day tomorrow, perhaps I should go back to my bed," she suggested, his hold tightened around her.

"You would be staying where you are Miss Megan," he growled, she sighed, relaxed and told herself off for being silly.

"Do you really own all this?" she asked out of nowhere struck with a thought to be hummed at. "Sent away?" she dared suddenly amused by such thoughts, "were you a bad Prince sent into exile?" only to giggle as he growled her name. "No? Running away from....."

"The likes of you," he snarled, "Megan really enough. I wanted to live here, satisfied?" Sighing she snuggled in closer, raising a hand to caress his neck. "Megan?" came softly.

"I'm satisfied Rasheed," she purred placing a kiss on his chest. "Night baby," to be kissed on top of her head, falling asleep in his arms.

Once showered and changed after being woken most delightfully, Megan at Rasheed's side walked into the main dining room for breakfast, discovering everyone who was left seated. Instantly Megan noticed how pale Nadira looked and had dark rings under her eyes from lack of sleep which should never be for the bride-to-be.