“Let’s sleep on the bed, Kunwar-sa,” I muttered. He blinked at me for a moment, then at the bed, stretched his arms wide, and stood up. Stumbling toward it in his sleep, he collapsed onto the mattress.
“You’re coming, right?” he asked sleepily, and I nodded.“Yes, I am.”
Chuckling at him, I tried to stand, but my legs had gone numb from sitting too long. I let the prickling sensation settle before walking around to douse all the lamps and candles and draw all the curtains.
When I returned to the bed, I found him asleep on his stomach. I pouted, seeing no space left for me to sleep, since the prince lay right in the middle of the bed, not to mention his arms spread wide.
I thought of sleeping on the couch, but then I remembered he was my half-husband and would be my full husband in just seven days. If he slept like this, I’d never be able to sleep.
So, I sat beside him and gently brushed his hair away from his face.
“Kunwar Agastya,” I murmured.“Move aside a little; let me sleep too,”
A low groan left him, and he shuffled aside. But suddenly, he sat up and took off his kurta. Then, he took all his rings and neckpiece off. Keeping them on the side table, he pulled me closer and buried his face against my chest. The loose locks falling over his face tickled my skin.
“Not today, Kunwar-sa,” I wiggled under him.“I won’t be able to sleep,”
He clicked his tongue in frustration and then shifted slightly up.With a gentle tug, he turned me onto my side until we were facing each other.
“I love you, Kunwar-sa,” I whispered, kissing his forehead, and noticed him smile in his sleep.
“Can I suck your breasts for some time?” he asked out of nowhere, his eyes still closed.
I gulped at his demand. It felt embarrassing, and it made me nervous. I had never imagined him doing that. He had done it before, yes, but this was different. What if he grew habitual?
“Please, just for a while,” he requested.
I sighed, propping myself on an elbow as I untied the strings of my blouse. His warm breath brushed my chest as he cupped my bosom even before I slipped it off entirely.
“Slow down…” I moaned, but he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close with a single move.
I couldn’t see much in the dark, but the moment I felt his lips encircle my bud, I could clearly imagine his face.
He groaned, flapping his warm tongue over my nipple, eliciting a moan from me. And before I could recover, he nipped at my skin.
“Not so hard, love,” I winced, easing my fingers through his curls. Caressing his ear with my thumb, I murmured,“Are you a baby?”
He hummed in response.
I pulled the comforter over us as the cold of Mahabaleshgarh grew harsh at night.
Suddenly, I felt him draw my skin into his mouth hard.
“Kunwar-sa,” I gasped.“Slow down. Your beard is pricking me.”
He left my nipple with a soft pop.“I like it.” I heard his muffled reply, and he went back to sucking again.
I breathed in and began stroking his trimmed beard gently, waiting until he got tired and fell asleep. But he didn’t, and after a while it hurt.
“You should sleep now, big baby. It’s hurting me,” I said, and surprisingly, unlike his usual self, he obeyed and let go of my bud. He even helped me fix my blouse, then went back to sleep, nestling his face against my chest.
Since it was a new place and a new bed, it was difficult for me to fall asleep initially. But eventually, I did.
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I woke up in the morning to the sound of anklet bells and giggles.
I sat up, wondering if all these attendants had found me sleeping with him, and I spun to my side. Thankfully, it was empty.
