Page 16 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

I can still hear Jamieson suckling on another woman's breast, but I can't make myself care.

Even as Rebecca starts moaning out loud, I find myself closing my eyes—-

Pluck. Pluck. Pluck.

—-while asking myself if this is another impossible thing that's about to happen before breakfast.

Can I actually...

Oh, is it actually possible—-

"I can't wait," Jamieson groans.

"Then don't,"Rebecca urges him."Take me! Fuck me!"

I have my answer the moment Jamieson unzips himself.

My eyes squeeze shut.

But it has nothing to do with the couple having sex in front of me.

And everything to do with the fact that the hand over my mouth has loosened.

And it's now slipping inside my pants.

Aaaah.

My head reels, and my folds quiver as his palm brushes against my secret place.

I just can't believe this is happening.

I just can't.

And yet...

Aaaaah.

Jamieson's groan melts in harmony with my whimper as Zahir thrusts one long hard finger inside of me.

"Fuck, Becs, fuck!"

My thoughts are a sickening mix of horror, shock, and confusion.

Because Rebecca's face turns towards the direction of the closet as my boyfriend starts pounding into her.

"Fuuuuuck."

And the look on her face—-

"You see it, don't you?" Zahir whispers into my ear.

I don't want to see this.

"If you had given yourself to him...that's how you would look, too."

Jamieson groans her name out as he starts coming inside of her.

Why am I seeing this?

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