I gulped, bracing myself.“Vivaah ke pashchaat suhaag-raat,”“The night after the wedding.”
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32. Agastya
As her words spilt into my mouth in a whisper, I felt my erection growing hard, hearing her pleading, innocent voice.
My fingers made their way to the delicate skin of her neck.
“What about that?” I asked lazily.
Her lips parted, and her lashes forced closed at my touch.“I fear it,” she muttered.
I brushed my finger over her lips, feeling her fresh breath. The earthy scent of bathing oil and the refreshing fragrance of soap nut, emanating from her damp, loosely braided hair, captivated me instantly.
She was so beautiful. I never thought a man who once wished to be with a princess would fall for a simple girl like her.
The combination of dark green and red looked so mesmerising on her silken skin.
“Why do you fear it?” I questioned, feeling her toes curl over my feet.
She was so fragile, and the mere thought of thrusting into her against the wall, holding her in my arms, with her legs coiled around my hips and arms holding onto my shoulders, while I pulled her into me more, hearing her moaning in her sultry voice, was driving me crazy.
She’d wear toe-rings for me, adorn her empty wrists with bangles, and look a thousand times more beautiful.
“Hum bhaybheet hain kyunki humne pichle aanth varsh se... aur aap to bahut kuch jaante honge,”“I’m scared because it’s been eight years for me… and you might know a lot.” Her voice faltered as she let out her dread.
I couldn’t resist gazing intently at her face. Her eyes half open, staring back into mine, her breath uneven, her lips quivering slowly, and suddenly the vision of her lips wrapped around my manhood, flitted across my mind.
Fuck!
She was already making me lose my sanity. Sumanika had always been my weakness, but this dazed Suman in my arms was well enough to shift me onto my knees for her. Every fucking moment of day and night, I wished to live with her.
“Chalo accha hai, itna bhay to hona bhi chaahiye... kuch to hai jisse tum niyantrit rahogi,”“Well, that’s good, a bit of fear is necessary… at least there’s something that will keep you in control.”
She frowned, inhaling sharply at my words. Our breaths mingled with each other with our lips so close.
The last ounce of reason was restraining me from taking this further, from teetering on the edge of my control and erasing her fear already.
“Bade dusht hain aap, Kunwar-sa,”“You’re very wicked, Kunwar-sa,” she mumbled over my lips, and I closed my eyes, resting my forehead over hers. Her head tilted back because of the height difference.
“Apni shart kab poori karogi?”“When will you keep your bet?” I asked.
She visibly shivered, gulping hard, and her eyes fluttered open.
“Poora mahal atithiyoan se bhara hua hai aur aapko apni shart ki padi hai. Kisi ko pata chal to hum kya muh dikhayenge?”“The palace is crowded with guests, and yet you’re concerned about your silly bet. Should word get out, how shall I face anyone?” she rasped with wide eyes, shaking her head, while her lips trembled in timidity.
Entranced by their movement, I couldn’t help but grab her lower lip between my lips. And as soon as I did, her breathing stopped.
The softness of her lips compelled me to suck them vigorously, biting into the flesh.
She cried out in my mouth, and her body stretched in my arms.
Pulling back, I noticed the blood seeping from the slight cut on her quivering lips.
Her eyes bored into mine, brimming with tears at their corners. With a smile, I took my tongue out and licked the crimson bead off her lip. She closed her eyes for a moment.
“You’re so dirty, Kunwar-sa,” she whispered against my lips, and I brushed my tongue on her lip gently to soothe the sting.
