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||Nemiah||

I took a step back and pink flooded my cheeks. "My Sultan, as sweet as you are, I am afraid I am not interested to be anyone's lover at the moment. Please understand. "

Mehmet looked disappointed before smiling again. "It is my fault, I wasn't thinking and ended up being impolite. Excuse me." He nodded his head to me before he left the room and my breath left my body.

He just nearly kissed me--

Why did I feel like this? I felt wierd on the inside like I was jittery. I waited for s few moments before I hurried out the room and headed to the garden. When I arrived, I looked aorund for Mustafa, but didn't see him. I frowned and took a seat on the bench, as I patiently waited for him to arrive. A couple hours passed on, and I had grown tired, my stomach rumbling with hunger. I felt disappointed that he had forgotten about our get together, but what could you expect.

He was a Sultan.

I waited for a few more moments before I got up and fixed my dress. It was long enough, and the sun would set soon. I head back inside, before turning the corner--when I stopped dead in my tracks. Fatma was hanging on his arm as Mustafa was coming down the corridor with her. She was beaming with laughter before both of their eyes fell onto me.

I didn't know whether to be angry, or to be amazed that Fatma had of course intervened. Mustafa's smile dropped from his face as it was replaced by Concern. "Nemiah- is everything alright? You look not well?"

"I'm fine-"I spoke in a bitter tone. "Just heading back to My Sultana after a walk in the garden." I reminded him and a look of recognition crossed his face.

"Nem-"he let go of Fatma and reached for me but I went past him and my shoulder knocked Fatma's. I shouldn't be angry--but should have expected this, but I was naive to think he would actually want to know me.

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I had broken our disagreement, not coming to see him at night as he was wanting over the past few days and tries to avoid contact with him. I knew I was in for it majorly with the way he didn't look pleased.

One day, while it was cool and the sun was beating down on the garden just right, I was taking a walk with another concubine named Abigaye. We discussed what had been happening over the current days, and it turned out that the Concubine Mehmet laid with, had not conceived.

I didn't know whether to congratulate her or to mourn for her. I seen two guards coming towards us and I raised a brow in questioning until each one grabbed a wrist. I was confused. "What is the meaning of this?"

"You are to come with us without hesitation! Any questions asked will not be answered. "I yanked my hand free.

"This is not how you treat people! Just lead and I will follow. "I gave her an apologetic look for the interruption before I followed them back into the palace. I had no idea where I was going..until I realized the hall we were going down was to Mustafa's Bedroom. I stopped but a guard had been following me form behind and encouraged me to still keep moving.

I did so and soon entered the room, where I didn't see him. I walked around, my eyes falling on notice of the box on the bed. I walked over and took the lid off, before pulling out the red silly fabric. It was beautiful, but I wondered who it was for. I bit my lip until a arm wrapped around me from behind, fingers brushing my hair back. "You've been avoiding me, Nemiah. I thought we had an agreement. "

So we used to.

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I felt uncomfortable at the moment. "I thought we did too..but you gave up your time to spend it with..her." I spoke with a sharp tongue.

His lips touched my neck and I felt the breath leave my body, my fingers gripping the material hard. "Nemiah, I am a Sultan, do you understand? I do not follow rules that my concubines set for me. I have tried to be nice.."his free hand rested dangerously low on my waist before it moved up and made it's way to my chest where I immediately pushed his hand away and turned to look at him.

He was smirking at me, his hand grabbing my hand but I yanked it away. "You and nice didn't happen! You never once apologised for skipping out on our meeting. "

He didn't look amused, but annoyed. "Nemiah, you are not the only concubine who wants my attention. There are others who crave attention as well. "

"I'm not asking for attention, but just a little bit of your time to get to know you as you can about me. But you were too busy with that bitch that you didn't even remmeber we had a date!" I argued angrily, my nerves were at the top of the point already.

Mustafa grabbed my wrists this time and I tried to push him off again but he backed me to a wall and pushed me hard against it, pinning my hands above me. "Your language, Nemiah. I think it is time for your punishment tonight. To make sure you know to respect me."

I glared at him." Like hell I will. Until you respect me, itll never happen. "

He had no smile, as the warmth was gone from his expression. He grabbed the front of my dress and pulled it down hard, ripping it and I lost my anger, as it became replaced by fear.

"Mustafa--"

"You wanted to get treated with Respect, then I'll show you respect.."He spoke as he grabbed my hands again and pulled me to the bed, before letting go. "Undress. Now."

I felt vulnerable again as I stood there, now suddenly wanting the sweeter side of him. "Mustafa-"

"Undress, Nemiah. I am asking politely before I help you out of your dress myself. "He spoke coldly.

I didn't want to do this--I needed anyone to stop this--anyone to intervene.

But no one came.

My lip quivered as I undone the ties on my dress, before letting it fall off of my body and let the the last thin material protecting me fall off as well. I was completely naked to him, his eyes hungrily taking in what he could.

He came over and I stood frozen, as he tilted my chin up. "You're beautiful, Nemiah. I want you to know that. "I didn't feel it at the moment. He leaned in and I turned my head but he forced my face back to him as his lips found mine. The kiss didn't feel at all romantic like I had been planning for my first one to be.

He pulled me close to his body, his hand sliding down my back and I felt something twist in my stomach. "Mustafa-"I whispered.

"You feel uncomfortable because you have never been intimate with anyone, Nemiah. Open up to me, and let me show you the pleasure behind it. "He breathed against my neck, as his mouth kissed where it could. My legs felt weak and I couldn't fight it.

My hands rested on his shoulders as he let go of my waist and he undid his robe, before taking it off, as well as his clothing. I squeezed my eyes shut, not really wanting to see everything but he spoke my name again and I forced my eyes open. "I am respecting you, by telling you this. If you start to hurt, tell me to stop and I will grant you that wish and will not continue. "

We ended up in the bed, my body beneath his as he was hovered over me dominantly. He kissed my neck with hunger before kissing down my collarbone, and down between my breasts. My back arched as I couldn't help the noises that left my mouth and faint little moans that fell out. My body was aching for something that I couldn't describe. His knee ended up between my legs and he brushed his hand over my cheek. "Submit to me, Nemiah.  "

I was panting slightly as I turned my head away from him, my eyes fluttering close as I tried to catch my breath back. I didn't want to submit to anyone--not even Mustafa who was trying to earn my affection through his own needs.

He tsked in disappointment as he pressed his body down on mine, his knee leaving and I felt something else replace it instead--i squeezed my eyes shut as he pushed his manhood into me. I tried to squeeze my legs together as the pain started to kick in,"Mustafa-"

"Give it some time, Nemiah. You'll adjust. "He kissed my mouth before he buried his fac into the crook of my neck. He pushed even furthur and I cried out in pain my nails digging into his back. I didn't feel any kind of pleasure!

He began rocking his body into mine, his body thrusting into me. It felt new and different and I had too many thoughts running through my mind.

I tried to raise my head up, but my body was moving to the rhythm of his. I was the Mortar and he was the Pestle, our bodies becoming hot and heavy with sweat.

Soon I  started to feel a clenching sensation in my lower abdomen, my toes curling as I clutched onto him tighter." Mustafa--"I breathed and he just only grunted in response. It wasn't long before I cried out, a tingling sensation running through me as my body throbbed from the session. I panted, my eyes closed as I tried to debate if I was going to be truly regretful in the morning for not fighting him off, or amazed that it didn't hurt completely. "Ah~" I whimpered as He jerked himself against me,finishing as well and feeling something run down my legs.

Mustafa was panting hard as well as he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at me , his eyes on mine before kissing me softly on the lips. "You're mine, Nemiah. I do want to get to know you more, only if you will let me." He pulled himself out and off of my body, laying beside me as I turned on my side and was facing away form him.

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He wrapped an arm around me and held me close, before kissing my shoulder. "Sleep, Nemiah. We shall talk more in the morning. "

I haven't even eaten yet, but oh well. I'll have to grab extra food in the morning when I swing by the kitchen. I stayed silent and didn't sleep for the next hour but I know he did. When I was sure he was sleeping, I got up and grabbed my dress, pulling it on. I left the room quietly and went back to my room with Mihimirah, but when I arrived I seen her sitting on her couch. Waiting for me.

She was only smiling coldly. "How was your night, Nemiah?"

Oh shit.

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