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Prince Ahmet,” Livena straightened slightly.
    Oh, great. Mr. Jerkoff was the future king? Great going, slick!
    “What is her crime to warrant such a punishment?”
    “Insolence, Your Highness.” Livena turned to glare at her from her place on the floor.
    “A dire thing indeed,” Ahmet said. When he looked at her, his brow arched on his forehead, she had a feeling he might be thinking about her earlier “insolence” in the hallway. Oh, like when she tried to punch the future king!
    Think, think, think. How do I get out of this one?
    Bianca licked her lips. Instantly, her mind told her to seduce the future king. Her hands tingled with the consuming desire to touch him. She looked at them, wondering at the sensation. Then, deciding the urge was put there by the A-mac, she went with it.
    Bianca crawled forward, closing the short distance between them. She was very aware that she was about to publicly grovel and didn’t like it one bit. Well, okay, maybe she liked it just a teeny tiny bit. But she really didn’t have a choice either way. She’d insulted the future king once by refusing to pleasure him, unintentionally jeopardizing her mission. She thought of the mines. There was no way she was going back there. And more immediate was the threat of being lashed a hundred times. Like it or not, she had to play the part of the submissive and seduce Prince Ahmet.
    Bianca touched his calves. She felt him stiffen beneath her palms. His flesh was warm, almost hot. Cream dripped out of her. She bit her lip, trying her best not to think of how little the gauze material protected her from everyone’s view. Already she could feel it sticking between her thighs, attesting to her great arousal.
    Bianca gripped his legs, just feeling his flesh for a moment. Blazes, it had been so long since she’d felt warm male skin. A tingling began in her nipples, working primal lust throughout her entire body. Her pussy clenched, wanting to be filled to the brim with hard cock.
    Before she realized what she was doing, she was rubbing up his legs, inching forward until her hands could slide up his thighs beneath the loincloth. Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste him, take his cock into her mouth. The material rose before her face, stirring as he became aroused by her actions.
    She smiled. Size was definitely not the issue with this man. He was more than well enough endowed to please any woman. Bianca just hoped her cunt wasn’t so tight from lack of use that he’d hurt her when he pried her apart with it. Just the thought actually made her clit pulse.
    Bianca forgot the eyes of the harem watched her. She forgot everything but the sting of her wet pussy, the throbbing of her clit, the need to be fucked. Pushing her hands higher, she explored around the sides of his thighs, feeling around to his ass. To her pleasure, she found him naked beneath the loincloth.
    It was too much. She needed to be touched. His hands didn’t move from his sides, even as she silently willed them to. Leaning in, she breathed deeply, taking in the intimate smell of his sex.
    Bianca wasn’t sure how it happened, but she actually felt more cream building, making her so slick that each movement of her hips was like a deep caress. Her eyes flickered upward, meeting his dark, piercing gaze. She wanted more, but something made her pause.
    Permission. She was waiting for his permission. The realization stunned her and she fought the urge to obey him. Bianca had never been one to wait for a man’s permission. The need was too great. Her hands trembled and she could feel her mind close to breaking the invisible barrier the A-mac created that kept her back.
    Blasted A-mac!

Chapter Two
     
    Ahmet watched the woman before him, completely stunned at her daring. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to stop her as she touched him. She stayed on her knees before him. Cool hands ran over his ass, squeezing, prying his cheeks apart slightly as she kneaded them, giving him a hint that