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Her face was lifted above admiring the shining stars. She had tingling sensation traveling from her neck down to her body because of his intense gaze.

She visibly shuddered but still pretended not to have any notice of his prey eyes on her.

She squeezed her caftan and hesitantly took a glance at him.

His divine appearance made him appear no less than any Sultan. Moonlight shimmered on his chocolate-colored skin.

Her heart gave a little flutter.

She had a feeling of licking his smooth Veiny neck. Her eyes travelled up to his face. Suddenly, his hard facial expressions made her realise what she was thinking and then, she pulled her eyes away from his intense stare.

But, she longed to stare into his eyes again. She felt her heart pound and her cheeks burned. She side ways glances at him and she swears to God as her breath hitched. With his vicious eyes, he was still staring at her intently.

Yes she wanted his eyes on her but she was unsure of why he would gaze at her as if she were a piece of meat and he was starving for days.

Was there something on her face?

She was going to ask him when he spoke up out of the blue, unsettling her.

"you should sleep now" he got up, ignoring her piercing eyes.

Why does he sound so upset?

What happened to him suddenly. She thought. He was being so sweet a while ago and agian he put up an invisible wall between them.

Her heart completely crashed into a pile of shattered pieces. She wasn't certain if he was mad with her or had lost interest in her.

He was maintaining a distance between them as if she was some kind of disease. She had a very different feeling about all this. But didn't knew whom to blame. Him, for hurting her. Or it should be her, who showed her attitude and ignored his repeated requests for forgiveness.

He walked toward fire. Gathering the remaining meat

"Can we sleep together?" Her voice sounded so tiny.

No answer was given.

She literally saw his jaw twitched. He didn't even look her way. Now she desperately wanted his attention at this point?

"I am scared" she tried again.

He gave her a furious glance.

"I told you to sleep. Don't defy me" he said stepping closer to her sitting form.

She clutched her caftan in fear.

He examined the fear in her eyes. He cursed aloud.

"Go back there" he pointed toward the tent.

"No, you sleep with me please" she said standing at her postion.

He grabbed her forearm and yanked her towards him.

"What do you think of yourself, huh. You want me to pursue you all the time and pamper you. I had enough with you tantrums. Now I know that you are not any kind of innocent that I previously thought you of. You know how to make me crazy" he clenched her jaw and continued.

"You told me to stay away from you and yet now you want to sleep with me"

Did she said something wrong. He was her husband and they can sleep together. Numerous times, they shared a bed. He was never upset with her, though. She didn't understand.

"I was scared that's why....."

He pushed her away and gave her a hateful look. He walked away in the unknown direction.

Her heart squeezed with agony. Why did he start to hate her like that. He used to get angry at her but never hated her. Hot tears soaked her cheeks.

Devastated, she turned and went towards the tent, dragging her feet on the icy sand grains. She paused, feeling weak at the knees, and turned to look behind her for his form, but she was unable to see him.

She was not right. Something was happening to her. She wanted to run from there but at the same time she wanted to go to him and yell at him that he only belongs to her.

Soon her legs wobbled and she dropped on the sand. Crying her heart out. She put her hand on her chest and gave it a squeeze.

Why does it seem as though the roles have reversed? What had she done wrong that he would ignore her and shattered her heart in such a way?

After draining her heart out she got up. A growing rage flared inside her. She whirled around, her teeth clinched. She ran along the path he took, it was totally dark. She located him quickly. On a dune, he sat under the moonlight. She put her feet firmly in the sand and ran towards him.

Sensing someone behind him, he looked behind and immediately got confused. She stopped at a halt, throwing her scarf away.

"I told you to sleep" he voice was dangerously slow but still he didn't look at her instead he kept looking in another direction.

When he didn't hear her. He looked back. "Hey" he called her.

Her jaw was clenched and chest was moving up and down. Her hand moved up to the buttons of her neck and she started undoing them one by one.

"What are you doing" he got up from his sitting position not having an ideas what she was up to.

Instead of stopping, she took off and threw away her entire caftan.

Oman's gaze travelled on her body, climbing from her beautiful legs to her generous hips, negotiating her firm breasts all the way up to her succulent lips. His member twitched again to the beautiful sight of appearance.

"What is all this nonsense?" he said and approached her.

That wasn't like her as far as he knew her. He growled, "Answer me dammit." He was holding himself in a menacing manner, and by bad, she meant awful for her.

She gulped in fear. "Eat me" she said while moving closer to his giant form.

"Shut up and wear your clothes" his eyes were showing daggers at her.

"NO" she screamed at him. She didn't know where this bravery came from.

"What did you say?" He moved his face closer to her. She looked up in his eyes.

"You ignored me. Because, I didn't let you touch me? Right. Now i am letting you" she spoke in anger.

"Do you want to die?" He asked her as

he gracefully stood over her height.

He couldn't seem to look away from her.

His hand ran on her tender neck and he grabbed it from behind making her wince. A drop of tear fell from her left eye making his heart melt with love and care.

"You don't have to strip off for me to tempt me. I was all set to pout at you and devour you not too long ago," he said with passion flowing in his eyes.

Was she aware of what she was able to do with him? She could make him bend his knees in front of her if she wanted him to. Her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. An awkward intensity that made her squirm. She wasn't feeling any more brave now.

So when she said that they both should sleep together he was thinking of doing that. She looked down shyly.

He collects every strand of her hair, twining them around his fingers with a gentle yet firm grip. He grabbed her jaw and made her look at him. He was trying hard to hold himself from doing nasty things with her.

He was staring at her with hunger and his thumb grazed on hermoist lips and later inserted his thumb inside her mouth, igniting a fiery passion within her.Her core clenched and tickled with desire. She clenched her thighs to ease the feeling between her legs.

The moment he took out his thumb, she stood on her tip toes and pecked on his lips.

She wants him too and there was no doubt in it.

"You don't know what you are pushing yourself into" he said inhaling a breath.

She pushed herself more into him rubbed her body against him and her small hand reached his stomach and slid till his chest.

"You can eat me but don't be so harsh" she said and wobbled her chin.

So cute. Wait. Was she using some kind of charm on him?

He gripped her hair and jerked her head forward, making her wince.

"You know what I am crazy for you. But don't expect me to be a love sick puppy for you who will do exactly what you will say and my sweet girl, if you want me to touch you then like a good wife let me fuck you"

Tara's eyes got wide. She pushed on his chest.

"No. You are bad"

"Why, you offered me yourself and now denying it. I am unable to understand you woman" he said and slid his fingers between her thighs, his one arm circled around her waist.

"But you will put that thing in.....me"

He pushed his head back and looked at her face. How he is suppose to fuck her without putting his dick inside her pussy.

And she called his junior member a 'thing'. He will make sure her to worships his dick in the near future.

"There is nothing to fear about" he took her slender hand in his grip and pushed it down towards his bulge.

"I promise. I will be gentle but I have to put it inside you" he said in a soft voice andconcern that she will change her mind won't let him touch her again.

Fear clouded her mind. "no" she said and tried to pull herself out of his hold.

"Tara behave. I am telling you I will be gentle. Don't throw a fight now"

She didn't stop and smacked his chest.

The moment she realised what she did. She put both of her hands to her mouth as if she was in shock that she hit him. Her husband. In their society a woman wasn't allowed to hit her husband and swear. It was a sin.

"I...I didn't mean it"

His lips were in a thin line. She was expecting worse this time perhaps a smack in return.

"Come here" he gently pulled her close to him by her wrist.

"Don't be afraid. You didn't do anything on purpose" he said and picked her up in bridal style.

She gasped and circled her arms around his neck. She was stark naked. She was regretting her decision to remove her dress.

"You are not mad" she said while trying to cover her breast with her hand.

"There was nothing to be mad about" he said and touched both of their heads together.

"You will never get mad at me" she pulled her head back and spoke looking into his eyes.

"Never"

They both looked at each other with love. Later, Oman's eyes ran on her plum breasts.

She immediately covered her right breast with her right left hand.

"Stop trying to cover yourself. You will not be able to" she blushed.

He walked themselves toward the flaming fire and made her lay on the carpet. She looked in another direction feeling shy and cold at the same time. But again looked at him when he pulled off his robe and tugged her with it.

"You are visibly cold. Don't remove your clothes like that stupid"

"Don't call me stupid" she said getting up.

"But you are" he said smirking. He knew he was pushing the right buttons to irritate her.

"And you are a donkey" she said looking in another direction in anger.

He kissed her head in adoration.