Page 49 of Trial of Deceit

“This is wrong,” Ashari moaned as he kissed along her chest until his mouth grazed her nipple.

“I made you my wife so it wouldn’t be,” Jediah mumbled before his mouth closed around her nipple and sucked it into his mouth.

“Faster,” Ashari begged, closing her eyes as he increased his pace.His weight wasn’t suffocating, but it suppressed her guilt while her morals slipped away, leaving a wet mess on the crotch of her panties as evidence.

If being with Jediah was so wrong, how could he make her feel this way?Make her tremble this way?And moan this way?

“I’m close,” she announced, and he released her nipple to switch to the other.

“I know, queen,” Jediah said.“Me, too.”

Goosebumps peppered Ashari’s skin, and she rolled her hips against him faster.Her orgasm was so close, she could taste it.She pushed out her chest, forcing more of her breast into his mouth as the tension snapped.She spasmed with a scream as her orgasm took control.Tremors ran through her as Jediah stiffened against her moments before warmth soaked into her panties.

They stilled, catching their breaths as Jediah freed her breast from his mouth.His weight pressed more into her as she opened her eyes to look at the ceiling.Her legs were still tight around his waist, and she was scared to let go.

“Jed…” she whispered.

“Queen?”

She smiled a little.“Why you always call me that?”

He pulled back to look at her.“Because you are.”

“Even though you know who I am?”she asked, and he stared at her for a moment before nodding.“You confuse me, Jediah.”

He smiled.“How?I told you that you left a mark on me.And I want you forever.”Jediah leaned in for a kiss, but Ashari turned her head to the side.His mouth planted firmly on her cheek, giving her a peck before he pulled back.“I’m selfish, Ashari.And I want you, so I took you from them to make you mine.Stop think ’bout them.Just allow yuself fi feel wa wi have and don’ betray mi, so mi can treat yu right.”

She pondered over his words.“You’re different from my research.”

Jediah chuckled and pulled away, looking between them at the sticky mess they’d made.“There’s a lot of things yu don’ know ’bout me.I’ve never dry humped anybody before.”

She chuckled and took the pillow from beneath her head to swat at him.“I’m a queen, right?I get to break the rules.”

“No,” Jediah disagreed, and she frowned.“But you can be powerful.”

Ashari bit into a slice of avocado toast, keeping her head down so she didn’t have to see Jediah’s eyes on her.He was at the head of the table, directly across from her.He was drinking coffee with an unlit cigar tucked between his fingers.Jediah hadn’t taken his eyes off her since she woke up this morning.She knew he was probably waiting for her to acknowledge what they’d done, but she couldn’t.

She was too riddled by guilt.

A loud huff made Ashari lift her head.

Bryony placed a bowl of strawberries topped with coconut flakes beside Ashari’s plate of toast.

Ashari smiled.“Thank—”

Bryony rolled her eyes.“Yu see Barrel?”she asked Jediah.“Mi don’ see or hear her all morning nuh matter how me call her.”

“Look like me have time fi waste pon waa animal?”Jediah asked.

Bryony glared.“Kayon requested to see you.”

“Is he dying?”Jediah asked, not taking his eyes off Ashari.

Bryony shook her head while adjusting her glasses atop her head.“He wants to discuss how you disrespected the arrangement with the Majors.”

Jediah’s jaw clenched as he narrowed his eyes on Bryony.“Miss B, can you have some respect?My wife is right here, and you’re telling me about the past.”

Bryony’s scrutinizing glare settled on Ashari.She scrunched her nose before walking away.“Just go talk to him.”

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