《HIS REAL LOVER| MAGNIFICENT CENTURY| ✔️》CHAPTER 27
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I sighed in relief as the carriage stopped moving in front of our castle. I was finally back to Amasya where it was less stressful and calmer and quiet for now.
I got out after Mahidevran Sultan with Yenisah in my arms asleep. Mehmed, Ibrahim, and Beyazid got our after me and immediately ran over to their father who was a little bit away in front of us as he as riding his horse on the way and not the carriage. He kneeled down and picked them up, holding Ibrahim and Beyazid at his hips while Mehmed hugged his leg.
I went straight to my room and placed Yenisah in her bed before asking Madam to prepare me a very needed bath.
I stripped my clothes off and sat down on the marble letting the maids wash me and when they were done I asked them I leave me alone in the bath wing. They bathed in the other side before leaving me all alone in the bath wing.
Beside me sat a mirror which I asked for to be bought here. I took the mirror in my hands and pulled it up to show my reflection on it.
What stared back at me was no longer who I used to be a couple of years back, it was no longer Thyra princess of France soon to be princess of Denmark, no it was sultana Nasira wife of prince Mustafa of the ottoman and crown prince of the dynasty and possible the future sultan.
I will make sure Mustafa lives on for as long as God has for him years left, I will not let him die in murder but in peace in his own bed with me beside him or maybe I would've already passed by then and he would be dying to come over to me wherever I would end up.
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The doors opened which snapped me back to reality and I placed the mirror on the table beside me that also held a bowl of fruits.
Minutes later Mustafa emerged in my line of view in only a towel to cover his lower half while his upper one was on full display for me to see.
He walked over silently to where I sat and took a seat beside me on the marble seats. I turned the water back on letting the steam fill the room again. I took a silver platter in my hand and filled it with water.
I stood up and walked in front of him, he immediately placed his hand on my waist looking up at me being shorter than me at the moment as he was sitting and I was standing.
I spilled the water over his head placing my other hand on his forehead preventing it from coming over his face. He took a deep breath as I filled the platter again and spilled the water over his tense shoulders making them relax.
"You don't have to give me a bath," he said breaking the comfortable silence that was lurking around the room even before he came in.
"But I want to, we may not be a normal married couple but we're still married and usually it's a wife's duty to tend to her husband's needs," I said calmly taking loofa from beside me and smeared soap on it beside rubbing it on his shoulders.
"You don't have to tend to any of my needs for you are not beneath me, we are equals," he said stopping my hand from moving using his own. He took the loofa from my hand and pulled me to sit on his lap sideways. I could feel the atmosphere changing from relaxing to tense in a matter of seconds.
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"Are we really?" I asked teasingly. His strong arms around me tightened taking my breath away as I felt him against me. He leaned his forehead against the side of my head as we both panted without even doing anything yet, we both had that effect on each other and we both loved the power we had over each other.
"We are and I will behead who over says otherwise no matter who they are" he whispered before claiming my lips with his. I let my fingers run through this hair making him sigh against my lips.
His hands wandered up from my waist to my shoulder and over to my towel loosening it but not taking it off quit yet as it was still stuck to my damp body.
"I love you" he whispered as we pulled away from each other both even more breathless than we already were.
His lips moved skillfully over to my neck drawing out sinful sounds from my lips as they left a trail in their wake.
"I love you too" I whispered pulling away from his confusing him. I stood up letting the towel fall of showing my body to him making him lick his dry lips.
I turned around and walked over to the massage marble table where we usually lay to get back and shoulder rubs when we were in pain.
He followed me no knowing what was going on in my head at the moment. He stopped beside me and watched me as I turned around and I undid his towel pulling it off. I pushed him to sit on the marble table a d climbed on his lap when he did making him moan as I kissed him feverishly.
"You look so innocent yet nothing about you is innocent especially at the moment," he said pushing my damp hair to the side to get to my neck as I moved my hips skillfully in ways that drove him mad.
"Yet you love your mmm sinful maid, wife, sultana," I said letting a moan slip in the middle as he seemed to lose his patience with my slow pace wanting to devour me more roughly and much faster.
"With every part of my being", he moaned out as I moved even faster feeling close to my release and knowing he was too.
"I was thinking about another child," Mustafa said making me laugh at the timing of his words.
"So close to Yenisah?" I asked as he stood up still inside of me. He laid me down on the marble table taking full control losing all of the patience he had in him when he walked in here.
"Maybe another girl so she won't feel so lonely," he said as I whimpered from his rough thrusts. He kissed me swallowing my moans to spare the maids and aghas at the door more embarrassment than they already feel.
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