CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

Chapter 5 Five

Word Count: 514 | Released on: 14/01/2026

n nerves exploding fireworks; five months repressing Jamal's pathetic nub made this explosion. Her nails gouged his scalp, yanking closer, hips grinding air needy.He ripped back gasping, eyes black l

clit sparked supernova. "Holy-fuck! Don't stop!"He feasted rabid: lips vacuum clit, teeth grazing, tongue spearing hole shallow-fucking in-out. "Taste virgin pussy-so sweet, gushing for tongue. Bet you've fingered dreaming cock like mine." Two thick fingers breached-slow, stretching virgin ring, knuckles deep curling G-spot lash. Third joined scissoring; she sobbed, walls clenching vise."Look at you-three fingers splitting cherry hole, still begging more," he growled filthy, mouth returning clit assault, thumb grinding. "Cum-squirt my face, slut."Tsunami hit: orgasm wrecked-body convulsing violent, pussy spasming gush flooding hand/chin, scream shattering windows. Waves endless; he milked merciless, lapping clean till oversensitive tears.Panting wreckage, he reared-cock in fist, nudging folds. "Ready beast stretch?" Tip breached-head popping seal with burn, inching torturous. Virgin walls resisted, then yielded velvet grip. "Fuck-tightest cunt. Gripping like glove made for my dick."Halfway-pause, sweat beading, kissing whimpers. "Breathe, baby-gonna bottom out, fill completely." Hips snapped: final thrust

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CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

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“* **One night of betrayal. One night of passion. A lifetime of consequences.** Celine was always the shadow-the reliable twin who worked while her sister, Celeste, basked in the spotlight. But when she finds her boyfriend of five months in her sister's bed, the shadow finally snaps. A reckless night at a dive bar with a hazel-eyed stranger was supposed to be her escape, a way to forget the people who saw her as a spare part. But the stranger wasn't just a face in the crowd. He was **Idris Al-Miraj**, the billionaire Sheikh and the owner of the very hotel where Celine works. When her parents attempt to sell her into a sacrificial marriage to save the family's reputation, Celine finds herself hunted by her past and trapped by her future. Idris doesn't just want her back in his bed; he wants to own every brick of the wall she's built around her heart. Jobless, homeless, and backed into a corner by a family that only needs her when they can use her, Celine prepares to run again. But Idris has other plans. He doesn't want her to run. He doesn't even want her to surrender. He wants her to fight back. **"Use me,"** he says. In a world where power is the only currency, Celine must decide if the man who dismantled her life is her greatest enemy-or the only weapon she has left.”