Amira

"My name is Amira , daughter to the greatest king of the seven seas, I'll bow to no swine." Princess Amira stated

King Amir was informed that she was waiting in his chambers and that gladdened his heart.

Finally, he was going to have a taste of this woman who has given him sleepless nights.

A woman who had shown bravery in so many ways, her confidence stirred a private part of him.

She'll lay with him and he was going to have her whether she liked it or not. She was his prisoner and will obey his command.

He ordered his chief  guard not to disturb his chambers,

"all issues should wait until I am ready to attend to them." King Amir ordered

"Yes my lord" his Chief guard Ejaz replied.

He strolled to his chambers with a huge grin on his face and merry in his heart . He was about to conquer this feisty beauty.

"Yet another Conquest" he thought.

He got to his chambers and  her state was welcoming, her robes barely covered her, and she was bounded to the bed with chains to prevent  her from leaving, straddling her hips with his knees. She tried to sit up with all her force, but she couldn't , she tried to pull her hands from the chains , but did not succeed.

"Can it be you do not find me attractive , wench?" he teased her as he removed his belt and threw it aside. She struggled  back on her elbows and stared up at him haughtily.

"Why should I find you attractive ? You are not the only man around here, Amir."

The coldness that came instantly to his eyes shocked her.

"You will not dally with any man save me."

Now anger flared in Amira's and black smoke gathered in her eyes. "And what of your friends? I was told you allow them to bed any female slave you own!"

He grinned at that. "Do you at last agree I own you, Amira?"

"Nay, but your loathsome friends think you do!" she retorted hotly.

"Well, you need have no fear on that score, mistress. They will not bother you."

"You will tell them to leave me be, then?" she asked in surprise.

"Aye."

"Why will you do this?" she questioned skeptically. "Certainly not for me."

"Tis enough that I do not choose to share you yet," he admitted in a careless tone.

Amira's eyes darkened even more. "Yet—yet! You are contemptible! When you tire of me, you will just throw me to the wolves, eh?

Well, let me tell you something. You have given me your warning not to dally. Now I give you mine. If I find a man I desire, I will have him, be he slave or freeman. You will not stop me!"

"I will have you whipped, mistress," he said coldly.

"Then do it now, damn you, Amir!" she stormed.

"You would like that, eh?" He took her wrists and spread her arms out on the bed, leaning down close to her. "You have a clever way of distracting me from my purpose, Amira."

"That was not my intent!" she cried in frustration, squirming beneath him.

"Then be still."

Amira's felt tears well in her eyes as he released one hand to raise her robe, then moved to lower his trousers. She felt like a whore. She felt dirty, but he wouldn't understand.

"I hate you, Amir!" she hissed, trying desperately to stop her tears of weakness.

He said nothing as he nudged her knees open, then fell between them. But when he finally looked down at her face again and saw the tears, he froze.

"Why do you cry?" he asked in a surprisingly soft voice.

"Nay, I can stand what pain you inflict."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I never cry!" she snapped childishly.

"You deny the tears that fall from your eyes, Amira?" He shook his head.

"Is it because I am intent on making love to you?"

"You do not make love, Amir. You force yourself on an unwilling victim. Would you let me make love to you?"

"I—nay, I would not."

He bent down and kissed the tears that fell on her temples.

"You would not understand."

"Ah, but I do," he said, and held her face between his hands, then kissed her softly. "You would rather I made love to you gently than force you." He lowered his lips to her neck.

"But more than that, you would rather I not have you at all." He kissed her lips again, passionately this time, and her arms circled his neck without her knowing it.