[M]- The Pyramids
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IC: Fatin watched the pharaoh as she removed her top and he just raised his eyebrow. He placed his hands on her skirt but said that if he couldn’t tame her, he would kill her, which was a bit of a mood killer but he was only trying to protect his kingdom. So she simply nodded and waited for his next move.

He removed her skirt finally and he moved close to her and nuzzled her neck, growling slightly. She felt the vibration of his growl and heard his words about the guards. She figured that her father had told Pharaoh about what she did but she had no trouble believing that Imhotep would not hesitate to punish her. ”If you keep this up, I’ll have no reason to.” That was her way of promising to be faithful to him. She knew the consequences of sleeping around. She was just lucky to be her father’s favorite.

Imhotep then grabbed the clasp that held his clothing together and undid it, letting it fall to the floor. She had stepped back slightly to watch and had to admit that he was glorious. She walked backwards until she hit the bed then scooted to put her head on the pillows. She then gave him a come hither look and opened her legs slightly. She was rather aroused and knew that this coupling would be fast, furious, and passionate. If she was lucky, they could do another round soon after where they could take their time to get to know each other’s bodies.


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