by Jones, Sarah
The lady opened her eyes and stared in disgust at the surrounding desert, feeling deceived. I had traveled to that place for nothing. She would probably return to England frustrated if the attack had not happened.... and now she felt more guilty than ever for leading those men directly to their deaths.
She felt hatred for herself, anger for believing and for having followed something that ... simply never existed. Even her father was wrong.
"Can we go back to the palace?" I do not want to be here any longer" she said, giving in as she hugged Said, burying her face in his chest.
"We will not get to the palace in time, but there is another place I want to take you" the Sheikh said, directing the dromedary in the other direction.
***
The sun was already touching the sand dunes on the horizon when Louise saw what she thought was a mirage caused by the heat and weariness in her mind. She narrowed his eyes and tried to identify the shapes of the trees, the tall canopies, the vegetation that covered the sand floor, and absurdly in the center, she noticed a lagoon of crystalline blue.
- That is...?
"An oasis, gazelle" Said said "I'll show you something to believe, something real, right before your eyes.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lady Louise felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped from her. Believing most of life in something with such strength, something capable of driving her away from her country to an unknown land, to discover that everything was just a legend was surely an irreparable blow. She had risked her life and her friends' lives for nothing. Besides, knowing that her father, England's greatest archaeologist, was mistaken, it also bothered her greatly. In fact, the Englishwoman wanted to believe that Said was wrong, or that he had lied, one of his games to destabilize her. But even with the wish that it was all a big lie, the lady felt that he was telling the truth. She did not hesitate to believe his word, perhaps because, deep down, somewhere unknown to her heart and by then, she already knew that everything could be just a legend. In fact, everything her father and the other archaeologists knew was only a theory, since no evidence was ever found. And she knew, as she ventured into that land, that she was taking a risk in the name of what she believed.
She looked at Said's face, which helped her down from the dromedary. Could he really be able to lie to her? Or maybe ... Oh, Lord, I was getting bewildered by so many thoughts.
"We'll spend the night here" Said said, pulling the bags from the animal's back.
Silently, Louise descended the sand dune until she reached the lake in the center of the oasis. The shade of the date palms left the place cooler. The shrubs and grasses formed a greenish rug that contrasted with the yellowish desert. While Said tended the dromedary, she decided to wet her feet in the water, surprising herself to find it fresh. Though she had heard much about the oases, nothing had prepared her for what she had found there.
She took the handkerchief from her face and set it aside. Then she dampened her hands in the water, running down her face and neck, feeling the wonderful sensation of refreshment on her skin. She had to tie a knot in the end of her dress, wrapping it around her waist so she would not wet him.
The sun was already setting among the dunes, and the air was becoming less warm, more pleasant. As she had always done since she had arrived in that land, Louise watched the sunset so magical, the sun slowly receding, giving way to night, and the stars, which made the sky look like a carpet, like the women of the palace embroidered with gold threads.
Louise put her hand to her chest, feeling it hurt. She did her best not to cry, aware that she could not, not now. Reality made things difficult, because it was sad to discover that the great purpose of her life had been a great lie. She remembered the nights she had spent in the room, locked in the candlelight, making her notes, planning the route to get to Arabia and reading her father's manuscripts. Of the disguises and lies she had to create to sneak into the meetings of the Society of Archeology of England, often telling her father that she was in some social event. But what was most to blame was remembering the day she left her home, without informing her father of her departure. Yes, Louise made the boldness to simply run away, claiming she was only going to a friend's house. How cruel was that? For her, at that moment, it had seemed right, since she was certain she would return with the long-awaited proof of the discovery of the lost city.
But it had failed miserably. In every possible way.
"Soon it will start to get cold," Sheikh said, appearing beside her, pulling her out of the reverie.
The lady, with her head down, nodded, following the way back to the top of the oasis, where Said had set up a simple tent and prepared what would soon become a bonfire.
Behind her, he did not move, worried about her strange attitude.
"How about bathing with me?" He asked.
Louise stopped walking and faced him with a frown. Did he want them both to enter the lake?
"I can not wet my dress," she said, knowing it would not be a good idea to keep her clothes wet during the cold night.
Said smiled, looking at her body in that way that made her blush because she knew what he was thinking.
"I thought maybe you could be without him" he suggested, staring at Louise's breasts.
She looked at her own body and then at the water, tempted to accept the proposal. The two of them were alone there, and surely no one would see them.
"Are you trying to see me naked, my prince?" She asked, feeling more at ease, aware that for her sake he liked being called that way.
Sheikh rushed to her, avoiding touching her, but staying as close as possible.
"Actually, I'm worried about your health, gazelle. I do not want you to get sick from sleeping in your wet clothes. With a serious expression, without looking away from hers, he wrapped his finger around the neckline of the dress and pulled it down, revealing the breasts, the tingling nipples. Without wasting time, he lowered his mouth to them, biting them lightly, drawing a moan from Louise's lips. "Do you know why I chose this dress for you?" "She said no and Sheik explained. "Because I knew I could see the shape of her breasts and, if he was lucky, her pink nipples. Do you know how much I like having them in my mouth, Louise?
Before the lady could respond, Said grabbed her by the waist and began to stimulate her with his tongue on her nipples, surrounding them and pinching them with his teeth. She grabbed his shoulders and tilted her head back, knowing she'd really let him have power over her body.
As quickly as she barely noticed, Said undressed her, letting the dress fall into the sand. He lifted her into his lap and carried her to the water, where he made her wait until he was naked as well.
Come on. He offered her his hand, and they went into the water. "Let me fix your hair." Said demonstrated an interesting ability by locking the lady's hair on top of her head in a hairstyle that resembled a bow.
"I did not know you had such a skill, my prince." The women you've been with must have been graced by your knowledge, "Louise taunted her back to him.
Said caught the look in the curves of the lady's buttocks and soon felt the effect on hisbody, even underwater.
"No other knew my secrets, gazelle," he said, resting his hands on her rounded waist as he placed his body in hers. "Only you," he whispered in her ear.
"I want to bathe you" Louise said. She leaned on his chest and slowly began to wet his arms, his belly, watching his reaction to her touch. Her fingers touched the marks of battle in his abdomen and then the scars left by the dagger on his arm, reminding her of the night she thought she was going to lose him and her decision to stay.
"You did not leave" he said, seeing her interested in the scars.
She shrugged.
- I tried. I was close to leaving the kingdom, but there was something ... " she hesitated nervously. "I could not leave you." I was afraid you would die.
Said did not give her an answer, just kept following her movements, studying her silently.
- Now, it's my turn. He took her
arms and pulled her around his neck, lifting her so that she wrapped her legs around his waist.
The contact was intimate, and even with the fresh water at each point their bodies connected, immense heat dispersed. Louise's breasts were within reach of Said's lips, and he kept them moist in his mouth.
"I want so many things with your body, and I know most of them would shock you."
"Tell me what you want to do" Louise said, curious about Sheik's secret desires. "Tell me, and I will."
Tried, Said rubbed his cock between her thighs, moving, imitating the sexual act.
"I want your mouth on me" she said in a moan, rubbing his thumb against her clit. "I want you to take me deep and your lips touch my skin."
"Take me to the tent, Said, now" she commanded, her voice hoarse.
This was one of the few times when the Sheikh willingly accepted orders without hesitation. He carried the lady across the sand to the tent, where the blankets were stretched out ready for use. He laid her gently, trying to find the strength to be gentle, but Louise surprised him by grabbing him by the neck and, without inhibition, kissing him.
With her hands touching him everywhere, Said punished Louise with kisses, immobilizing her with the weight of hisbody. The lady, euphoric, made him touch her between her legs, in a mute order to take possession of her body.
- Hang on. He stepped away from her, panting. Lie on my body. Said made Louise lay on her abdomen, her back to him." Now take my cock in your mouth, gazelle.
Louise obeyed, startled at the first contact, but pleased to feel him respond so wonderfully with her encouragement. His taste and warmth on his tongue, the firmness and delicacy of his limb was a great mystery that only urged her to continue. And the poor lady squealed when she suddenly felt Said's tongue in her sex, then taking into account the reason for the strange position he had ordered. They were giving each other pleasure at the same time! The Englishwoman had to confess how hard it was to stay focused when he worked on her body, using his finger to penetrate her, while her mouth continued to play with her.
Unashamedly, Louise began to move her body, finding a cadenced rhythm that carried her to the edge of ecstasy. He tried to increase the movements in Said's penis, taking it deeper into his mouth, feeling him go near her, so close ...
And the two of them met with a mute pleasure. Louise, not knowing what to do, left Said, lying down next to him.
"I need to light the fire or we'll die from the cold" Sheik said a few minutes later, when they both recovered their sanity.
He covered Louise with one of the blankets and stood up, walking in the dark. Completely relaxed, she shrank back inside the tent, pleased that she had been able to please Sheikh and happy to have been wonderful.
Said hastened to light the fire, after groping the sand until he found his forgotten clothes in the rush of passion. As soon as the fire was on, he set out to see if the dromedary was in the palm, where he had left it. He returned to the tent and was surprised to find Louise asleep. He reached into one of the bags for the bottle he had ordered the servants to prepare, along with some fruit and breads. He sat next to Louise and woke her with a kiss on the temple, calling her name.
- Forgive me. I fell asleep ... " She sat up, covering her body with the blanket.
I need to feed you. Said showed the food willingly beside them.
Louise was enthusiastic to see the amount of food, since little had eaten during the day, queasy due to the heat. She poured bread and nibbled at it, groaning in satisfaction that she did not have to survive only on dates.
"I have something you will like." Said picked up the dark glass bottle and poured the amber liquid of strong odor into a bowl he had taken.
The lady accepted the drink and looked worriedly at the Sheik. He encouraged her to taste it, and with a sigh she drank a little.
- What is it? Louise asked, running her tongue over her lips to absorb the sweet, yet spicy taste.
"Legbi" he replied, smiling. - It's a wine made with the date. Some women from the camp prepare it.
The lady frowned, recognizing the taste of the odious fruit. She handed the bowl to Said and ate the bread again.
"One day I'll show you the drinks from England. I can ..." She trailed off, realizing how impossible that was.
Said drank the rest of the legi and ate one of the fruits.
"You still remember your country" he said, hardly looking at her.
"I will never forget, Said. England is my land, just as the desert is for you. "Louise explained, excited. - I miss my father, my house ...
"You want to go back?" Sheik sounded, startling himself with the question.
Louise thought about what to answer.
"Would you let me go back?" She snapped, looking into his eyes.
"No, I will not." Said stared at her. "The situation may have changed, but you’re still mine, Louise. Your body, your thoughts and your affection are mine.
My love is yours, she thought.
Some time ago, possibly, Louise would be irritated and insulted to hear a man claims that he possessed her body and mind. It would be ridiculous to surrender to someone so rude and pretentious, who claimed to have such power. But life was so surprising that it had put her in such a situation, and she could not help but acknowledge that the feeling of possession, domination that he held over her body, to the point of setting her on fire and doing so reaching the heavens, it was ... exciting.
"Why are you so far away, Louise?" Said touched her cheek, a light touch, just to get her attention. "Are you still thinking about what I told you earlier?"
She nodded.
"I'm sorry for saying just now. Do you believe me, gazelle? Or do you think I'm lying to you? That's what's been worrying you, is not it?
"I've spent many years of my life believing it, Said. I left my country and my father to venture into this desert, certain that I would find the ruins. She looked away, not wanting him to see her sadness. "It's as if everything I believed and lived was a lie.
The Sheik swallowed, not waiting for such an answer.
"Everything was real, gazelle.
- My friends died because of me! She said, putting her hands to her face, hiding.
"I will not let you say that," Said growled, holding Louise's arm. "The only culprits were the robbers." And I punish them, there is nothing more to fear or to blame.
The lady surrendered, taking a deep breath, letting the weight rise from her shoulders.
"My father will never forgive me when he knows that I risked something that never existed. He himself will feel bad to know that his theories were wrong" she confessed.
- What is it? She asked, changing the subject at the strange fruit in front of him.
Said smiled.
- It's a fig. Already proved?
She denied it.
"Well, then let me show you how this fruit should be savored." He removed the blanket that covered her and tossed it aside, leaving her naked. - Lay down.
Louise nodded, a little reluctantly.
- Open your legs. Said helped her, pulling away her thighs. He broke the fruit in half and showed her one of the parts." To my people, the fig represents the intimate beauty of the woman, and some believe that she has aphrodisiac powers.
The lady's eyes widened at the shape of the fruit that really resembled the female part in question. She also saw, with astonishment, how the Sheikh bit a piece of the fruit and carried the rest to her body.
"I'll show you the best way to eat it now." Shamelessly, Said slid the fruit to Louise's sex, rubbing her still swollen clit, and then took the delicacy to her mouth, eating it all at once.
Louise groaned, closing her eyes tightly, unable to believe what he had just done. She also could not believe her own lack of propriety, because it had been very exciting, and she wanted more.
To her satisfaction, Said repeated the gesture, this time taking more time to provoke her.
"Do not be ashamed of your body, gazelle. Open your eyes a
nd see what I'm doing. Sheik's deep voice made Louise react, staring at him. And that was what she needed to give herself to the sensual power of the movements he made and the words uttered in whispers.
Said was satisfied with the fruit before Louise had reached the pleasure, and she did not stop looking at it, ecstatic as he took off his own clothes.
"I wanted to do this all day," he said as he placed himself between her thighs, hard.
With a kiss on her forehead and his hands fastened on hers, Said entered her body, letting out a loud moan as he invaded her to the end.
Louise clung to him and relaxed, happy to feel again that tide of controversial feelings. He alternated his body between fast and slow, it made her warm, it made a delicious pressure on her pleasure point. The slow, sweet start, soon became desperate, quick as Louise dug her nails into Said's back and almost screamed, terrified at the intensity of the moment.
The Shaykh shifted his position as he penetrated her from behind, so he could stimulate the clitoris at the same time. He bit her around the neck and then the shoulder, making her twist, taking her close to the end. She regained her rhythm, and Louise lost herself in a way that seemed Said to be the most perfect representation of paradise on earth.
He closed his eyes when his body went still and barely thought as he let himself go inside her.
***
"I'm shocked," Louise said shortly afterward. Said had covered her body again with the blanket.
"I thought you would" he said, laughing. They were lying together, he holding her against his chest
"I mean everything. Bring me to the desert, reveal the truth about the ruins, this place ... "He sighed. - What you just did.
Said kissed her behind her ear, feeling victorious.
"I've been planning to bring you here, gazelle, a long time ago.
Louise stood facing him.
"I even thought you were taking me to another camp, to another man," she said, embarrassed.
- I would not do that.