Page 2 of Possessing the Prince

I take Abena’s drink and place it on the bar with mine. Then I motion for her to follow me. Once I find a corner tucked away from the crowd, I take her hand.

“Abena, do not fret. There is no need to rush anything while the old man, Chief Yao, is still on this earth. Even if my family knew of our plan and what we needed them to do, they could do nothing. Adom will not become chief until Chief Yao has met the ancestors. Once Adom is named chief, we can move forward at a faster pace because only then can he abdicate his prince status to me. And as soon as he does, I promise you I will make my intentions toward you clear to your father. “

Abena nods. “OK. Have you told Kofi of the plan?”

I nod. “Of course. I tell him everything. Plus, he is king, and none of this can happen without his blessing. But he agrees with me about Adom. We have to be delicate. Adom does not even know that I am his brother yet. I do not think he will take it as easily as Kofi did when he found out.”

Abena places her hand on my jaw. “Why not? You’re wonderful.”

I take her hand and stroke her wrist. “Yes, but I am also a bastard.”

Abena narrows her eyes. “So is Adom.”

I nod. “But Adom is still a royal…bastard. Both his mother and father are from the Ashanti line. I am the bastard son of an Ewe woman and an Ashanti king: a king that never gave Adom the fatherly love he craved but doted on me incessantly.”

“Yes, but he will also know that your father would never have done any of those things if he knew you were his abandoned son taking refuge in his home. He thought you were just his son’s favorite servant and best friend, not the illegitimate son he wanted erased from the world.”

I shake my head. “Abena, you do not see. That is what would make it more insidious in Adom’s eyes. The king treated me like a son along with Kofi, while Adom was left out of the fold. Not to mention he will hate knowing that Kofi and I knew we were all brothers and failed to tell him. He thinks we keep secrets as it is. If this is going to work, you have to let me handle it.”

I know it is difficult for Abena to cede control of this situation to me. She wants to fix it herself, but she cannot. The only man she allows to control her life is her father, and if she could muster the strength to shake his hand free from her, she would. But she will soon find out that I have no desire to control her; I only want to lead.There is a difference.I make a quick check of the room to ensure no one can see us before pulling Abena into a deep hug. I push her against the wall and shield her from anyone that may walk by.

I lower my voice to a whisper. “Precious, what is this cloth you are wearing? It is so delicate and thin. You know how I like to rip your clothes off. I could undress you with one tug of my finger right…here.”

Abena takes deep, lustful breaths. “Senya! Don't talk like that. We’re in the middle of a royal gala, for Christ’s sake.”

I shake my head and run my lips across her neck. “No, we are hidden in a corner away from a royal gala. No one can see me touch you.” I lick her neck and move my hand up her thigh until it is underneath her dress. By the time I reach the V between her thighs, I can smell her arousal. The little vixen came to the gala with no panties on.

“Do you want to come, Precious?”

Her voice comes out as a hitched whisper. “Yes…No…Senya…I can’t…”

“Oh, but you can…and you will. Close your eyes, Precious.” I wipe my hand across her wet pussy to lubricate my fingers for the task ahead. She moans in response, and I kiss her down her jaw before taking her mouth in a deep kiss while I push two fingers deep in her luscious pussy and let my thumb trace her clit. She pushes against my hand, eager to get off. I release her from the kiss.

“My Abena…tsk… so greedy. Are you ready to come all over my hand, Precious?”

“Umm hmm,” she quietly moans. “Please, Senya…I can't.”

“I already told you can and you will. You get to come anywhere and anytime you want when you belong to me. Ready?”

She nods and I take her mouth in another kiss to steal the scream I know is coming. I push my fingers deep into her sex until I feel her walls and allow the heel of my hand to work her clit. In less than a minute, she is shaking and gushing down my hand. I let her come down before withdrawing my hand and licking my fingers clean while looking deep into her dilated brown pupils. I help her rearrange her dress and kiss her cheek.

“You taste so fucking good, Abena. I plan to eat your pussy all night long.”

She shakes her head. “Senya, you make me forget myself. You’re dangerous.”

“Sure, but I am what you need. I will never let your father marry you off to a man who does not deserve you. Just trust me.”

Abena pulls away and leans her head back to dab the corner of her eyelid. “You always make me feel better, Senya.”

“I like to please you. By now you should know this.”

She smiles. “I do, and it scares me. You're doing all this for me, but I fear you are losing sight of what our marriage will really be about. After one year, no matter what, we have to get a divorce. Nothing will change my mind about that. After spending the first 36 years of my life tied to my father’s whims, I refuse to put my career on hold and tie myself to another man.”

I take her face in both of my hands. “Abena, I am not your father. It would not be like that with us. I would never try to run your life or choke your dreams.”

“I know you wouldn’t, but just knowing that you could if you wanted to is too much for me to accept. I want to truly be free. And I want you to have a true partner to serve our people with. We will always be close, and we have been intimate for years. But if the sex is too much, then maybe we should pause. I don't want you to get hurt, Senya. You’re the best friend I have. Everyone else thinks I’m just a shallow, cold-hearted bitch.”

She’s right.No one really knows her, so they make assumptions. But I never did. She does not make it easy for people to get close enough to experience who she truly is. But I put the work in, and the reward is worth it. She is an amazing photographer, a butterfly that can work any room, and she is fiercely loyal.

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