Owned by the Sheikh: An Erotic Romance Collection

by Opal Carew

  Dania stood up and retrieved a banana from the table. She pulled back the peel slowly, deliberately.

  “Maybe I should show her how to please a man with her mouth.” She discarded the peel and licked the banana from one end to the other, then sucked the end into her mouth. She sucked with a rapid pulsing rhythm, her cheeks hollowing.

  Jakmerah’s eyes glazed.

  “Dania, bring that over here.” Dania followed Gheni’s instructions, and Gheni slipped the end of the banana into her vagina. It curved upward, looking like an erect penis.

  “Yum.” Dania climbed on top of Gheni and licked, starting at Gheni’s curls, eliciting a groan, then sliding the length of the fruit. She slipped her mouth over the end of the banana, drawing it inside. She took it deeper and deeper. She stopped about two inches from Gheni, and then her eyes lit up and she slid off again. She pushed on the banana, easing it into Gheni a couple of inches.

  “Oh, yes,” Gheni moaned.

  Dania covered the banana with her mouth again and took it in until she reached Gheni’s curls. Then she twirled around the fruit and her tongue flicked out, stroking Gheni’s clitoris.

  Then the banana broke.

  Dania chewed it and swallowed, then licked Gheni, sucking until she’d drawn the rest of the banana partway out. She licked around it, sucked, licked, sucked, munched. Gheni arched and moaned. Dania thrust her tongue inside, her hands sliding up to grasp Gheni’s breasts. Gheni bucked and gasped as Dania continued to pleasure her. Her groans increased until she screamed in ecstasy. Dania smiled and kissed her companion on the lips. They embraced for several moments, then turned to Jakmerah.

  “Our banana is broken. Whatever will we do now?” Dania pouted.

  “Yes, poor Dania is left unsatisfied,” Gheni added.

  Both women looked at Jakmerah with big eyes.

  “Well, you two were being so creative, I didn’t have the opportunity to give you this. I thought it might be a useful teaching aid.”

  From a pouch at his hip, he pulled out a cucumber, about fifteen inches long.

  “Ohhhh.” Gheni grabbed it and shoved Dania onto the bed.

  Gently, she parted Dania’s legs and stroked her vagina, then eased the cucumber inside. She eased it out a little, then in again, out and in, going further inside each time. She stopped at about eight inches, then climbed on top of Dania and slid the other end of the cucumber inside her own vagina. Gheni started moving on top of Dania, sliding the cucumber deeper inside herself until their two vaginas met, joined by the long green cylinder. Shena could see a small band of the green vegetable between their two bodies as they moved. Gheni tilted her pelvis and spiraled it around. Dania shifted up and down. They both started to moan. Dania licked Gheni’s breasts, and Gheni stroked Dania’s. Their moans increased until they both cried out in climax.

  They both lay back on the bed, laughing.

  “Jakmerah, you naughty man. You distracted us even more. Shena won’t need to know how to do that.”

  “Maybe not that exactly,” he answered, his voice hoarse, “but she is learning about being uninhibited and creative.”

  Both women got up and approached Jakmerah.

  “I think what she needs to see,” Gheni said as she and Dania stripped away his clothing, “is a demonstration on a real man.”

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  Each woman took one of Jakmerah’s hands and led him to the bed. He lay back and let Dania stroke his fully extended cock.

  “You see how beautiful it is?” Dania asked Shena. “Would you like to touch it?”

  Shena shook her head vehemently, staying close to the wall, as far from the bed as she could get.

  Dania stroked the very tip of Jakmerah’s erect penis and showed Shena a clear drop of liquid on her fingertip, then took it on her tongue.

  “Your man will love it when you taste him. And he will love to taste you.”

  Jakmerah gestured for Gheni to approach him. She crawled over his face. He wrapped his hands around her thighs and thrust out his long tongue to lick her.

  Dania wrapped her hands around Jakmerah’s slender but very long cock. She worked her hand up and down, sliding along his length.

  “The head is very sensitive. Gliding your tongue around the tip is a wonderful way to start.” She illustrated her point, her pink tongue curling around the bulbous end of his penis.

  Gheni shifted back and forth in an increasing rhythm over Jakmerah’s face as Dania stroked his cock with her tongue.

  “Cover him with your mouth and slowly work deeper.” She took Jakmerah’s erection in her mouth, sliding up and down on it, taking it deeper each time.

  Gheni started moaning.

  “He’ll like to be sucked on. Suck hard and deep, but sometimes gentle, and sometimes just lick him.”

  Gheni’s moans came faster, and Dania drew his cock deep into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard and fast.

  “Oh, yes, Jakmerah. Yes!” Gheni cried.

  Shena could see Jakmerah’s mouth moving busily on Gheni as she gasped, then stiffened.

  “Ohhh,” she wailed, her cry intensifying until finally she moaned loud and long. Her climax seemed to vibrate through everyone in the room.

  Finally, she slumped. Jakmerah released her thighs, and she sank down beside him on the bed. She leaned over and kissed him, long and lingering, her hair streaming over his face. She smiled and lay back on the bed, watching Dania’s head bob up and down on his cock.

  “Dania, come here.” Jakmerah opened his arms to her, and she released his erection from her mouth.

  She climbed on top of him, and Shena sucked in a breath as Dania impaled herself on his raging-red cock. Jakmerah grasped her hips as she bounced up and down. Two, three, four times, and then they both groaned. Jakmerah’s face tensed. Shena could see the base of his penis every time Dania shifted upwards before grinding down. They picked up their pace, her body thrusting down on him, swallowing him, over and over again. Faster and faster. Dania’s voice rose in a wail of intense release.

  Shena could feel the wetness between her own legs. She ached for a man inside her. Her breasts swelled with the need for a man’s hands on her. Keern’s hands. Keern’s hard, rigid cock. She wanted it in her mouth, then inside her, thrusting like Jakmerah was doing with Dania.

  Dania’s moan trailed away, and Jakmerah let out a loud guttural sound. Dania smiled down at Jakmerah. She kissed him tenderly, their tongues entwining, then eased herself off his cock and stood up. She gathered her clothes and pulled them on, then approached Shena. Dania gestured Shena to the chairs at the table in the corner, where they had a view of the couple still on the bed.

  Gheni sat up and licked Jakmerah’s not-so-rigid cock.

  “Mmm. You taste of Dania.”

  His cock hardened quickly as she sucked him.

  “You can’t see very well from here,” Dania said to Shena, “but she’s stroking his testicles. She cups them gently in her hands as she sucks on his penis. She’s probably swirling her tongue around him while he’s in her mouth, too.”

  “Now, my love.” Jakmerah’s loving words signaled Gheni to release his cock from her mouth. He rolled her onto her back and climbed over her, then placed the tip of his penis at her opening.

  Shena felt her body stiffen.

  “What’s wrong?” Dania asked.

  “Won’t this hurt her?”

  Dania smiled. “No, of course not. This isn’t her first time, but even if it was, when the man is gentle and loving, it doesn’t hurt.”

  Jakmerah eased away from Gheni and looked at Shena. “You’re afraid, aren’t you? Because you’re a virgin?”

  His gentle, compassionate questions let loose the fear and horror she’d kept locked inside her for so long.

  “Yes. My father ...” She swallowed, searching for words. “He gave a young woman to his soldiers ...” The ghastly scene flashed through her mind again, and tears streamed from her eyes. “He made me watch as they ... as they ...”
Her throat choked up and she couldn’t continue.

  Jakmerah spat sharp words in a language Shena didn’t understand, as Dania took Shena in her arms and held her, patting her back.

  “It’s all right. Go ahead and cry. It’s all right.”

  Shena sobbed in her arms for a few moments. Another hand stroked her back, and she looked up to see Jakmerah standing beside her, still fully naked. She couldn’t help but stare at his long, stiff cock jutting out over his belly.

  “Shena, that is not how it should be between a woman and a man. Your father was a very sick man. He allowed those men to brutally rape that girl.”

  He stroked her hair. “That is not how it will be between you and Keern. He will not hurt you.”

  She wrapped her arms around herself. “This afternoon, he wanted to hurt me.”

  “But he didn’t. He won’t hurt you.” He stroked her cheek. “Trust me. I’ve known him a long time. He is an honorable man.”

  She nodded, appreciating his reassurance, but uncomfortable with his nudity.

  “Now, let Gheni and me show you how it should be between a man and a woman.”

  He smiled and returned to Gheni. He knelt beside her and drew her into a warm embrace, kissing her tenderly. She curled her fingers through his hair and pressed her breasts against his chest. He eased her back onto the bed and climbed over her, then stroked her between her legs.

  “You’re ready for me, my love.”

  “Oh, yes. I’m very ready. Make love to me, Jakmerah. Let me sing with the stars.”

  He eased his cock inside her. Slowly. Shena watched the woman’s face as her tender smile turned to one of pure bliss.

  “Oh, Jakmerah, that feels so wonderful.”

  He pushed in all the way, then eased back and pushed forward again. Gheni moved to meet him. He thrust forward, drew back, thrust forward, drew back.

  Gheni’s breaths came faster, and she made little moans and sighs. Their volume increased as he quickened his pace.

  Keern breathed deeply, sucking in the warm night air. He’d taken a long walk to try to clear his head, but he still didn’t know what to do about Shena. He’d been walking for hours. Time for some sleep, if sleep would have him.

  He entered the palace and strode to his suite. As he entered the sitting room, he heard some disturbing sounds. Sounds of pleasure. Coming from Shena’s room.

  What the hell?

  He strode to the door and flung it open. Shock chilled him as his friend Jakmerah happily fucked Keern’s woman.

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

  Jakmerah didn’t even look up. He just kept pumping into Shena until she screamed loudly. In abandon and release.

  Keern strode across the room, ready to drag Jakmerah off her.

  Jakmerah eased away from Shena and whispered something in her ear. She rolled away and drew the covers tightly around herself, her tawny hair cascading over the white sheets.

  Jakmerah stood up, naked, his cock still hard and glistening with Shena’s moisture.

  Keern’s stomach contracted. He couldn’t decide whether to slug Jakmerah, or to throw up and then slug him.

  “Keern, you gave Shena to me, remember?”

  Keern’s fists clenched. “No, I didn’t.”

  “You asked me to take her off your hands.”

  “Darg’ra, I said I wouldn’t decide until tomorrow.”

  “Does that mean you’ve decided you want her?”

  “I didn’t want you to have her.”

  He stared at Shena’s naked shoulder, barely showing beyond the white sheets. He had blown it. Jakmerah had relieved her of her virginity. Keern wished he had it to do over. He wanted to be her first one. In fact, he wanted to be her only one. Ever.

  But it was too late now.

  “Keern, do you want Shena?”

  “Yes,” he hissed. “I want her.”

  Jakmerah gestured across the room. “Then have her. She’s still yours.”

  Keern jerked around to see Shena sitting beside another woman in the corner of the room.

  “What the hell?” Relief washed through him.

  “We were instructing her on how to please a man.”

  Keern seethed. She seemed willing enough to learn from Jakmerah. Keern had a feeling that as soon as Jakmerah had finished demonstrating lovemaking with another woman, he would have given Shena direct experience.

  “She doesn’t require any further instruction, thanks.”

  Jakmerah inclined his head. “As you wish.”

  The woman sitting beside Shena gathered the clothing strewn on the floor and followed Jakmerah and the other woman from the room. Keern slammed the door behind them.

  “Did you enjoy that?” he demanded of Shena.

  “It was very instructive.” She kept her head down.

  He remembered the fear in her eyes earlier and hated himself for it. No matter what she had done in the past, no matter what her part in Will’s death, he did not want her to fear him. In fact, he wanted her to look at him like she had that first day he’d met her. With wide-eyed innocence and pure adoration. Maybe it had been only a lie, but he longed for it again because at that time, he had believed she could love him.

  He tucked his hand under her chin and tipped it upward.

  His heart compressed when he saw the red puffiness of her eyes. She’d been crying.

  “Did Jakmerah force you to witness that?” he asked gently.

  “No, not exactly. He wanted to help me.”

  Keern’s insides churned. Wanted to help her fit in here, where her role would be one of concubine, of pleasing her man. Some man other than Keern.

  If Keern left her here.

  “You don’t have to learn those things, Shena.”

  “Then what do I have to learn, Keern?”

  He scowled. At himself, not her. Because he didn’t know what to tell her. “Never mind that for now. It’s late. We both need to sleep.”

  He stripped off his shirt and tossed it onto a chair. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to touch you. We’ll just sleep.” He dropped his trousers onto the floor, then climbed into bed.

  “No, I don’t think we’re just going to sleep,” she said, her voice strong with determination.

  “What?”

  Shena tugged open her gown and let it drop to the floor. The sight of her glorious, firm, round breasts sent his pulse skyrocketing. Her nipples were already swollen and rigid. Watching Jakmerah and his woman had obviously excited her.

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  Shena wanted Keern, and she wanted him now. Whatever happened tomorrow or the next day didn’t matter. She needed him, even if she could only have him for tonight.

  Gheni, Dania, and Jakmerah had provided her with some powerful tools, and she intended to use them.

  He watched, his bronze eyes intent, as she climbed onto the foot of the bed and prowled toward him. Slowly, she dragged the covers from his body, noting with satisfaction his fully aroused state. She tucked her fingers into his underwear and eased them down ... slowly ... revealing by inches his enormous cock. She locked gazes with him and licked her lips, slid his briefs down his long, lean thighs, and tossed them over the end of the bed.

  Leaning over him, she lowered her mouth to the base of his erection and licked the length of his rigid cock, swirling her tongue around the ridge of the swollen tip. He sucked in a quick breath, but remained motionless.

  A tiny, clear drop of liquid oozed from the opening, and she captured it on the tip of her tongue. She cupped his chin in one hand while she parted his lips with her fingers, then swept her tongue into his mouth to share his taste with him.

  Still he didn’t move, so she took his hands in hers and guided them to her breasts, planting his palms on her hard, sensitive nipples. She sucked in a breath at the exquisite feel of his hot hands cupping her breasts.

  She eased one of his hands downward and tucked it into the intimate folds between her legs, then dipped his finger into the thi
ck moistness pooling there. Pulling his damp finger to her mouth, she dragged her tongue along its length as she had his cock, then drew his finger inside and sucked with a rapid pulsing rhythm, as Dania had shown her. His breathing accelerated, but he still refused to react. So she dipped his finger into her dampness again and used his finger to circle her nipples, glazing each one with her own moisture, then leaned toward him, offering an erect pink bud to taste. He flicked out his tongue and lapped across her slippery, puckered nub, and she gasped, totally unprepared for the intensity of the feeling. He smiled.

  “You’re acting like the most experienced whore I’ve ever met.”

  She tried to stop the scowl from overtaking her features, but it settled for a moment.

  “Don’t worry,” he continued, “I appreciate your efforts. I just ...”

  No! He was pulling away from her. She had to think fast. She slid her hands over her breasts and squeezed her nipples, satisfied at the gleam in his eyes as he watched her. She grasped his cock with both hands and pumped several times, then closed her lips around him and drew him as far inside as she could. Repeating the rapid pulsing rhythm she’d used earlier on his finger, she sucked on him, almost fainting at the heady feeling of his rock-hard cock in her mouth. She cupped her hands around his sac and kneaded gently.

  “Oh, God, why are you doing this?” His head fell back and he moaned.

  She sucked and sucked until, suddenly, he stilled her head.

  “No, I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

  She felt hurt and rejected, but determined not to give up. She licked his nipple and sucked sharply, then laved him with her tongue. She repeated the same treatment on his other nipple.

  “Shena, I can’t take much more.”

  “Make love to me, Keern. I want you so badly.”

  His eyebrows drew together, and the serious look on his face confused her.

  “You aren’t giving me much choice, are you?” He rolled her over and eased her onto her back.

  He held her pinned to the bed, his hands roaming free over her body. His mouth captured one slick nipple, and he began his own torture of her, his gaze spearing hers, suckling with determined precision, drawing a ragged moan from her.