I bit my lower lip, wondering if I should talk about it.
“My dead husband always complained that I was like a corpse... like in bed. You, on the other hand, are so manly, I mean... You probably would have a lot of needs. I’m sceptical that I may not be able to satisfy you.” My voice quivered as I spoke, and he sighed audibly.
“You know,” he muttered.“I have the same insecurity that you didn’t have a good experience with the last man you’ve been with. What if I may not satisfy you or give you what you desire?”
I immediately turned to look at him.“You don’t have to worry,” As his sultry green eyes pierced through my gaze, unable to bear the intensity of them, I looked away.
“I’ll tell you what I’d like and what I wouldn’t,” I nipped on my lower lip in timidity.“Only if that helps,” I added.
He pressed his forehead against my temple.“So it’s final. This is how it’ll work out between us: You’ll tell me what you like, and I’ll tell you what I like. Problem solved,” I could hear the happiness in his low voice, and I just smiled upon it.
“But…” I began fidgeting with my dupatta. “… it can work for you, not for me. I mean, I’m not a princess. I know nothing, and what if I’m not enough? I’m not as elegant and beautiful as a royal; my body is unlike theirs. It... It’s used. And see,” I took my palms closer to his nose.“My palms smell like spices…” His hold tightened around me, causing me to shut my mouth.
He drew me closer and turned me around, crashing our chests together.
“I’ve told you before, and I’m telling you again. You are the most beautiful girl; look at yourself through my eyes, Suman. I don’t want a princess; I am in love with this attendant who gets scared when I step just a little closer to her. Who blushes every time she catches me watching her. I just need you, and no one else, my sweet half-wife.” Saying that, he leaned back against the pile of pillows.
His lips trembled with the way he was breathing.
“By the way, we can check if you can satisfy me right now,” he whispered.
I shuddered just hearing his suggestion. Gulping nervously, I looked into his eyes, then at Princess Rudraja sleeping peacefully, with her face on the other side. She was at a distance, no doubt, but still there.
Looking away, heuntiedthe knot with a swift tug, and the curtains swept closed, concealing the bed from the outside world.It grew darker inside the bed as the curtains parted. And suddenly, he made me hover over him, leaning closer to my lips.
My breath hitched.“Princess is sleeping, Kunwar-sa,” I whispered, perched on my elbows.
“Please, Suman,” he breathed over my face.“It's hurting now. Take it, love, please,”
Goosebumps rose on my skin with his plea, and I glanced at Princess’s sleeping form for once.
He slowly pushed me back, and although the comforter had me covered, it still made me feel nervous.
My eyes fell to his wet lips, quivering with need, while my hand made its way to his torso, slowly sliding down to his lower garment.
Sitting up, I cupped his bulge over the fabric, causing him to arch his head back. His chest heaved heavily, making me smile, and I rose to remove his kurta slightly from his stomach.
Once done, I made my way down and undid the knot of his lower garment. I could tell how my touch affected him by the way his stomach dipped inward, leaving him tense.
I looked into his dazed eyes.“You’ll have to guide me here.”
He nodded and gently set his hands over mine, guiding me as we slid his lower garment the rest of the way down.And the moment my eyes fell on his erect, bulging length, a soft gasp left me, and heat rushed to my cheeks. I already felt hurt.
“Take it,” he muttered slowly.
Swallowing hard, I cupped it slowly. It was hot, and the moment I picked it up, I noticed a golden thing attached to its tip. A wave of shivers ran through me the moment I realised it was a piercing.
I gulped nervously.“Why do you have it pierced?” I questioned.
He furrowed his brows; his face showed how much he was enjoying my touch.
“It… It was interesting, so I had it,” he said, breathing heavily.
“Didn’t it hurt? Doesn’t it hurt more here for men?” I asked, touching the half-inch-long gold piercing with small spherical ends. I could feel the pain he must’ve felt.
“Yes… Yes, it did, but I had it done when Bhai-sa won the kingdom, to stay clean after that. I thought I would take it off when the right girl would come into my life,” he spoke hastily, and added,“Should I take it off?”
I brushed my finger over it softly, earning a groan from him.
