Just now.
"I n-need your help, Highness, in bathing the desert in our colors. I believe there's a legend about the lovers in the sky, and I can recall certain occasions where I've seen them turn red and blue and green. But never black."
Ziyad stroked her face and grinned, she saw the flash of his white teeth against the shadows. "I must take you under their light for the moons to glow black, my love. Are you ready for such an undertaking?"
"More than you know."
With lightning speed, Ziyad grabbed her by the waist and sat back in the sand, bringing her down with him. She squealed, then giggled when his chuckles hit the air.
"Straddle me, Amani," he commanded, his voice slowly losing his mirth. She obeyed him, wanting him to command her as much as she had commanded him.
"Open my robes and pull down my undergarments."
Amani did as she was told and couldn't stop her mouth from watering at her glimpse of his rigid cock, already long and hard for her.
"Take off your undergarments."
Within seconds, they were gone.
"Now open your own robes and take me inside you."
Amani sat on her knees and did as he said, impaling herself with a cry of satisfaction. No more verbal commands were spoken, but plenty were given as Ziyad demanded with his hands she ride him like he rode his horse. Up and down she grinded, loving the feel of him deep in her pussy, rubbing her clit against the course hair that surrounded his cock.
Ziyad ripped open her belt-wrap and tongued her tits, lapping at each nipple before suckling one deep in his mouth. Amani rode him harder, faster, until the cries of her orgasm echoed on the breeze. Once her sheath pulsed around his cock, Ziyad came as well, hissing through his teeth and holding her hips down, demanding she take his deep, rolling thrusts.
And just like that, the light over the desert went dark. Amani glanced at the sky in wonder just as Ziyad did. They both gasped at the sight.
Thiadra and Pamos were still visible, but their light had turned black, dousing the dunes with the colors of the Spider.
"You have blessed me, my princess," Ziyad said, his voice full of wonder.
Amani caressed his cheeks. "No, Highness," she said, giving him a soft kiss. "You have blessed me."
Ziyad's hand slid down her back and spread across her thigh. Amani nuzzled his neck in return and breathed deep. Finally she knew what it was like to be cherished. Finally, Amani knew what it was like to be loved.
"The god of Spiders has blessed us both," Ziyad whispered.
"Yes," she replied, gazing deep into her husband's adoring eyes. "He has."
"I love you, Amani Bihar."
Her eyes filled with tears at his gentle tone. "And I love you, Ziyad Bihar, my magnificent Spider Prince."
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Table of Contents
Cover
Dedication
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty One
Twenty Two
Twenty Three
Twenty Four
Twenty Five
Twenty Six
Twenty Seven
Twenty Eight
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