Page 29 of The Sheik's Pretend Fiancee
He captured her gasp in his mouth, absorbing it as he took her higher, pressing his hips forward so she was straddling his leg. His need for her was beyond anything he’d ever experienced. It was like he needed to absorb her into his body, to meld her flesh with his.
A scream sliced through the air and Tiro pulled away, startled, still holding Angela in his arms. It took him several moments to understand that the cry hadn’t come from Angela. In fact, she looked just as stunned as he felt. Her soft, full lips were swollen now and her eyes were dreamy, filled with the same lust that was still coursing through his veins.
He looked around, wondering what he’d heard.
“I think someone is hurt!” she whispered, both listening as they heard feet running through the stable. Someone else called out, demanding a call for medical help.
“What the hell?” Tiro snarled, pulling back, but keeping Angela’s hand in his. He led her out of the stall and out into the bright sunshine. Off in the distance, one of his trainers was on the ground, his leg bent in an abnormal direction.
Someone ran up to Tiro, one of his guards. He was out of breath, but still clear-headed. He issued instructions for his other guards to surround them while someone else called the palace medical staff for help.
“What the hell is going on?” Tiro demanded, his voice low and forceful now.
“One of the stable hands fell off the horse, Your Highness. I think he broke his leg.”
“Of course he broke his leg!” Tiro snapped, waving a hand toward the man in obvious distress. “Why are you acting like–”
The guard turned to face Tiro, his eyes grim. “Because the saddle was tampered with, Your Highness. There is an obvious tear in the leather.”
Tiro’s expression turned grim, but he nodded sharply.“I understand.”
The guard looked uncomfortable for a moment, then he continued, “It was the horse that was saddled for…,” he trailed off and glanced at Angela.
“No!” Angela hissed, moving closer to Tiro. He tightened his hand on hers, trying to silently reassure her.
“Clear the way for the medical staff. And keep this quiet until we can investigate. Where’s Aziz?” Tiro demanded in a hushed voice.
Angela and Tiro stepped back, still surrounded by their bodyguards while the medical team worked on the wounded man. Angela leaned into him and Tiro wrapped his arm around her waist. But she was the one that said what everyone was thinking.
“That man is a trainer, isn’t he?” she whispered softly.
“Yes,” he replied. “His purple shirt denotes him as a trainer versus the black shirts, which is the regular stable employees uniform.”
There was a long silence while the medical people carried the injured man away.
“That’s tragic!” she whispered.
Tiro squeezed her waist and kissed the top of her head. “I agree.”
Angela turned in his arms, putting her hands on his chest. “I don’t feel like riding anymore.”
He nodded. “I agree with you.” He looked around.“Let me have a word with the stable master and we’ll head back inside.” Tiro looked down at her, eyes twinkling. “I’m sure there is something else we could do together.”
He saw the hope light up her eyes and his body tightened. Was she thinking the same thing he was?
Probably not. Tiro needed to get control of his raging libido!
He hurried up to the stable master and pulled him aside. “My security team is going to go through the video images. Can you work with my guards to discover what led up to this accident?”
The man swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously. “It wasn’t an accident, Your Highness,” he murmured emphatically.“This was deliberate sabotage.” He glanced at Angela.“I’m sorry, Your Highness, but someone deliberately tampered with the saddle.” He tilted his headtoward Angela. “Hersaddle.”The man straightened up. “But it wasn’t any of my team. We’re all hoping that you and the lady will have a joyous life together.” He blushed and shuffled his feet. “I’ve even been sourcing ponies, hoping that there might be some little ones running around some day.”
Since Tiro hadn’t gotten beyond the thought of getting Angela into his bed and discovering everything about the woman, the idea of a baby hadn’t occurred to him yet. His mind had been too focused on the procreation part. But now that it had been brought up, the idea of having a bunch of little ones running around held enormous appeal. He glanced at Angela too, wondering what their children might look like.
All this time, he’d only been thinking about sex. Plus, the arrangement between him and Sheik Khal was that this engagement was merely to appease the public reaction caused by that damn video. Spending time with Angela was just a way to save both of their reputations.
But what if…?
Unfortunately, at that same moment, Angela looked up at him, her dark eyes so startlingly beautiful, she took his breath away.
