"Elizabeth" he is gasping now, his eyes filled with desire for me. he leans in closer, I can feel my wetness running down my leg, my desire for him was visible. My breast pressed against his hard chest made it impossible for me to move away from him. His grip was tight against my waist, I cant escape this Man. Amar dropped on his knees, his big hands squeezing my thighs as his nose snift between them. " you smell so delicious " he said. My mind was going blank I can feel his breath on my pussy. How can he say such perverse things without feeling embarrassed? I thought he was desperate to taste me, it was like he knew i was dripping for him. I wanted to scream at him, to stop teasing me, to taste me, fuck me and make me his. But I have something called pride and I cant give up how much this man has made me feel so miserable all these years in his place. I grabbed his shirt trying to pull him up, I was trying everything to make him not do what he was about to do but this man infront of me was filled with lust and his body was of royal blood. No one can stop him. Not even me his "mate" "I can smell your desire a mile a way, Elizabeth...I want to taste you, too feel your wetness dripping in my mouth. Just looking at your face filled with lust makes my whole body burn ! do you have any idea what you are doing to me Elizabeth? Your body is begging me to claim you!