He carelessly flung the exquisite jewellery onto the floor before looming over me again. I squeezed my eyes shut, but a gasp tore from my throat as his mouth found the sensitive skin of my neck, kissing and sucking with a possessive heat.

His hand roughly pulled my blouse down from my shoulder, his mouth following to kiss and suck the newly exposed skin. I gasped again, my fists clenching so tightly my nails dug into my palms.

A traitorous heat spread through me, it felt...good. Even as my mind screaming to refuse him, my body is responding, perhaps because this is my first time, and I couldn't deny how good it felt to be kissed by him like this.

“This... scent of yours doesn't let me stay sane, wife. And I don't want my sanity anyway,” He rasped against my skin, his teeth sinking into my collarbone.

“Tss...”I hissed, as his teeth bit my collarbone hard.

“What's wrong, wife? Does it hurt? You better get used to endure much more than this. This is just beginning. Because tomorrow, you'll find walking quite impossible,” He chuckled as he ripped my blouse from my body.

A sharp breath caught in my throat as I watched his eyes drop to the thin lace of my bra. I clenched my fists, straining against the leather belt binding my wrists, but it was useless; he secured it too tightly.

His brows knitted together in frustration as he observed my futile attempts to escape. With a sign, he untied the belt from my wrists. I instinctively crossed my arms over my chest, shooting him a glare.

I thought he'll glare at me in reverse or force me like he always did, but to my surprise, he gently but firmly captured my hands. His thumb brushed over the red skin on my wrists as he leaned down to blow a cool breath across the marks he had made.

“I'm sorry, wife. I shouldn't have tied your wrists like that. Your soft hands got hurt... because of me,” he punctuated his apology by gently blowing on my wrists, his eyes fixed on mine.

A shaky breath of relief escaped me, thinking that atleast the intimacy had stopped. But the moment I tried to withdraw my hand he towered over me again. He grip my waist tightly as he began kissing my chest.

My fingers dug into the bedsheets when he defly undid my bra. My eyes fell closed, a ragged gasp tore from my lips as his mouth closed over it taut nipple, his other hand roughly kneading my other breast.

With a soft pop, he released my breast, then rose and stripped off his sherwani. I gulped at his body. His body – a masterpiece of sculpted muscle, toned chest, broad shoulders – a sight so perfect it threatened to shatter my resolve.

I clenched my jaw, reminding myself that this exterior beauty housed a monster's mind. He is a handsome beast. His hands hooked into my lehenga and yanked it down. My eyes trembled as I fought to control the heat rising in my core.

He kissed my thighs, slowly moving towards my inner thighs. I pressed my lips into a hard thin line, my body tensing. He paused at my underwear his fingers hooking into the lace, peeling it down.

The sudden cool air on my exposed intimate part made me feel embarrassed, followed by the warmth of his breath on my pussy. When his lips touched my other lips, I couldn't  help but roll my eyes in pleasure.

His tongue parted my folds, exploring from my core to my slit in a long, deliberate stroke that made my entire body tremble violently.

My hand shot to his hair, my fingers tangling in the strands and gripping tightly as he captured my clit, drawing it into his mouth and sucking it with a hunger that stole my breath.

“Mmmph..” I moaned involuntarily as I gripped his hair tightly.

He groaned and ate me even harder. My body shuddered violently as I came in his mouth. He licked all my cum, swallowing it whole as if he didn't want to waste even a drop. He rose from the bed, removing his pant and boxer.

My eyelids trembled as I looked at his massive cock, my thighs clenched tightly. He knelt between my legs, roughly pulling them wider and loomed over me, looking deep into my eyes.

“Your moans are like velvet, so soft and deep,” he said and kissed me.

He then pushed his cock into my pussy. All the air left my lungs in a whoosh. My mind went utterly blank as my body struggled to accommodate the intense sensation of being so completely filled.

My hands flew to his back, and clutching him tightly, my nails digging in. He thrust into me again and again, each powerful push of his hips driving his cock deeper into my pussy.  I squeezed my eyes shut and bit down  hard on my lip, overwhelmed by his raw intensity.

“V–Vikrant,” I managed to utter.

“Yes, wife. I love the way you say my name,” he said.

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming deeper.

“V–Vikrant...ahh...” I cried out.

His cock hit my g-spot and he increased his pace even more. His thrusts turning almost violent. I clutched his back tightly, my nails raking scratches across his skin. Then I felt his release flood into me. With the final shudder, he collapsed on to my chest.

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