Her Older Sheikh (Sheikh Breaks My Heart #9)

Epilogue

I t's a little over a week since Madeleine was formally welcomed as the newest (future) member of our family, and we're on our way to Paradijs for her first royal engagement when my little blonde troublemaker tells me she's finally figured out how she wants me to atone for my lies.

Since her amber eyes are now full of mischief, I can only sigh and prepare myself for the worst. "Go on."

"I'd like you to talk to Adam..."

My gaze narrows. "What for?"

Madeleine excitedly unveils her plan, and I realize how badly I've underestimated my fiancée's talent for trouble.

"You fucking want me to do what ?"

Her lips form a pout. "It isn't that hard."

"Are you serious?" I'd rather get into a fistfight with a fucking bear than do what she's asked.

" Please, Mr. Mine ."

Ah, fuck.

I know I should be used to it by now, but I'm not, and so I still end up like putty in her hands every time she calls me that, and fuck, fuck, fuck—-

She's now grinding her pussy against my cock, and I can feel my I.Q. sinking faster than the fucking Titanic.

" Please ..."

And now she's taking the initiative to pull my cock out of my pants—-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I watch her head fall back as she impales herself on my violently throbbing cock—-

Her dazed gaze locks with mine. "Please, Mr. Mine."

Ah, fuck, I give up .

"You win," I groan.

"Thank—- aaaaaah."

Her words turn into a cry as I roughly grab her by the waist and start bouncing her on my cock.

"Oh God, Rashad..."

I try to make it fucking last, but the sight of her riding my cock with such wild abandon is just too fucking much, and all I can do is groan as lust pounds through my body.

"Fuck, Madeleine, fuck..."

"Rashad, oh God..."

I thrust into her again and again even as I fill her with my cum, and her pussy squeezes my cock as pleasure rocks her body, and Madeleine loses herself in her own orgasm.

God, how I love her .

And that's why two hours later, I'm doing as she asked, never mind if it's the most fucking awkward thing I've ever done in my life.

Adam stares at me in disbelief. "You want me to do fucking what?"

"A young woman will be waiting for you at your clinic. Both of you will be wearing masks to protect your identities. You'll play the role of a conscienceless prick of a doctor, and she'll be the innocent little patient who believes every word you say."

"Are you fucking insane?"

"Both of you will require medical clearance prior to meeting, and the two of you will also sign a contract to ensure everything about this remains completely confidential."

"Do you think I'm some fucking stud?"

I roll my eyes. "No, of course not. But you're not exactly a saint either."

Adam shakes his head. "This is fucking insane."

"I can guarantee she's your type."

"I don't have a fucking type."

"Of course you do," I say with a snort. "The other party is not dumb, not easily intimidated, and not a gold-digger."

Adam's lips press in a straight line.

"And we both know that kind of woman is few and far between."

The silence between us stretches, but when I hear my cousin curse under his breath, I know he's as good as said yes.

Well, well, well.

Who would've thought Madeleine was right, and his normally straitlaced cousin would actually say yes to such an arrangement?

The End