"Last week of freedom" Zayed mumbled against Aveline's shoulder, as they cuddled closer in the bed.
They were in Scotland, having a family vacation before taking over the throne and getting themselves involved in the matters of the nation.
"Sometimes it scares the hell out of me" Aveline said, and Zayed tightened his grip around her.
He could understand that. He himself is worried.
Taking over a position he was never prepared for.
"We will go through this together. And together we will be stronger" he said
"I know" Aveline said with a smile
"Are the little monsters asleep?" Zayed asked, dreading the moment they would come beating down their bedroom door.
Aveline chuckled seeing the disgruntled look on her husband's face.
"They are. They were tired as hell after the long journey. Hopefully they will sleep through the night" Aveline said
"Oh I really do hope," Zayed said, making Ava laugh.
"I think it's about time we taught them about privacy. They just can't always barge into our bedroom" Zayed said in disapproval
"Seriously, Zayed? They are just six years old. How are we supposed to teach them about privacy" Aveline asked in disbelief
"Well, royal children need to learn to be independent. They should learn to sleep alone. It's not as if you need protection anymore" Zayed said
"Protection? Me? What are you talking about?" Aveline asked in confusion.
"You didn't know?" Zayed asked, suddenly realising Aveline has no idea why the triplets sleep with her every night.
"What? What should I know?" Ava asked
"They sleep with you at night to protect you from sleep monsters" Zayed said
"What nonsense?" Ava asked
Zayed sighed
"They have heard you crying to sleep many times. They think you cried because of some sleep monsters. They have no idea who the real monster is" Zayed said sadly.
"Did they tell you?" Ava asked, her eyes filling up with happy teats.
Her babies! Her beautiful babies wanted to protect her.
What more could a mother ask for?
"Yes. The first night I stayed over." Zayed said
"Aren't they the cutest things in the world?" Ava asked, chuckling through her tears.
"They are" Zayed agreed, the smile on Aveline's face, filling his heart with warmth.
They remained silent for a while.
"So? What plans are there tomorrow? What do you want to do?" Zayed asked
"No plans. We will stay in" Aveline said
"Why? You don't want to look around the place?" Zayed asked
"No. Let's just have a few family days. I chose this small cottage because I want us to have a normal life at least for a week." Aveline said
"Your wish, habibti. Whatever you want" Zayed said
"We will buy stationeries from the local grocery shop. We will cook together. Watch movies. Play with the kids. Just be normal" Aveline said
"That's a great idea" Zayed said, the images appearing very wonderful.
"I know"
"Maybe we could start tonight, by having a very wild night on the bed" Zayed asked with a wink
"Shameless" Aveline teased
"And you love this shameless man" Zayed said cockily and in a swift move, hovered over her and took her lips in his.
She moaned indistinctly as his tongue swept into her mouth, the erotic invasion sending her head into a crazy spin and her senses into freefall.
Sexual excitement flashed through her, ignited by the skill of his kiss and the sure strength of his hands on her body.
"Zayed…" She moaned his name as he cupped her breast with his hand, the rough pad of his thumb grazing over her nipple.
Her arms were round his neck, pulling him down to her.
Her hands were inside his shirt, her fingers sliding slowly over warm male skin.
She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and he shrugged it away. The swell of muscle in his shoulders bunched as he supported his weight and came down on top of her, the movement so innately masculine that her breath caught.
As his warm mouth trailed down her body, Aveline writhed against the silk sheets, her body gripped by such intense excitement that she couldn’t keep still.
The need to move her hips was almost painful and she writhed and shifted until she felt his strong hands grasp her, holding her captive.
Deprived of the only means of easing the burning ache between her thighs, she gave a murmur of protest—a murmur that turned to a gasp as he spread her thighs and used his mouth on her, the skilled flick of his tongue driving her into a frenzy of desperation.
It was impossibly intimate but she didn’t even care, and she surrendered to the feeling, mindless to everything except the pleasure he created and controlled.
The excitement built and spread until it exploded in a bright burst of light, her climax so extraordinarily intense that she couldn’t breathe.
"I want you, Now" Zayed whispered huskily
In the grip of the same desperation, Ava moved up his body and straddled him.
He closed his hands around her hips and thrust upwards. Sure and confident, he drove into her and she gave a soft gasp at the feel of him as he surged deep.
He moved in and out of her in a rhythm.
Sensation built and clawed at her until he drove them both over the edge and the explosion of ecstasy ripped through them both simultaneously.
Wave after wave of it slammed into her until she collapsed against him, the only sound in the room the breath tearing at her throat.
"That was…" Ava mumbled
"Out of the world" Zayed completed the words for her, as he dropped an affectionate kiss on top of her head.
"I love you, Zayed Ahmed al Zidra" Ava mumbled against his chest.
"I love you more, Sheikha" Zayed said
They laid in each others arms, simply reveling in each other's presence.
"What a miracle. None of them woke up demanding your attention" Zayed said relieved and yet amazed.
"Probably because they are too scared to pick up Zaif. And they wouldn't leave him alone there and come here" Ava said
"See. My idea worked. I knew making Zaif sleep with them will stop them from coming here" Zayed said smugly.
"You are just so possessive. They are your kids for heaven's sake. Why the hell are you so jealous of them?" Aveline asked in exasperation
"I should be your priority, no matter what, Aveline" Zayed said, tightening his possessive arms around her.
"Is there any wonder why Zahir turned out like this. He has inherited all his possessiveness from you" Ava mumbled, before her eyes slowly closed into a deep slumber.