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H er mouth went agape. “What?”

she questioned, her voice laced with uncertainty.

This sneaky little girl had gotten on my nerves and worried me all day because of some so-called secret mission.

Now that she was standing before me, it was becoming harder to restrain myself.

I wanted to hear her scream my name and enliven every pore, reminding me she was my wife, mine alone.

Sitting on the chair, I leaned back.

“You said none of us will leave this room until we sort things out.

You made a mistake, so you must bear the punishment,”

I said.

She creased her brows together, tilting her head slightly, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on her face.

“Punishment? I didn’t know you were into such things.”

I bit the inside of my cheek and looked at her intensely.

“You don’t know me yet, my little seductress,” I said.

“Really?”

she asked, raising her brows, and I nodded.

“Seduce me, none of us is going to bed until I’m done with you,”

I said, and she wittily replied, “Help yourself.

You hyped me up, too.”

If it were a competition, we strained equally to win by holding each other’s gazes.

Her parted lips trembled with fear, yet the glint in her eyes betrayed her excitement.

Slowly, I lifted her leg and traced my fingers along her ankle.

She visibly gulped at my touch.

Her flowing gown had ridden up, offering me a clear view of her beautiful, slender legs.

She slumped back on her elbows, trying to balance herself, and stammered her next few words.

“You’re not going down on me tonight.”

I looked into her eyes and asked, “Is that so?”

She nodded, and I lowered my gaze back to her beautiful legs, her ankles jewelled divinely by the heavy anklets and toe rings.

I nipped on my lower lip, remembering the night I had tasted her for the first time: the way she moaned, weaving her fingers through my hair, squirming under me, pleased me beyond imagination.

“Maybe I am,”

I said, dragging her to the edge of the table.

Adjusting her leg on my shoulder, I bent forward, brushing my lips on her inner thighs.

“,”

she sucked in a deep breath, and I pulled her even closer, causing her to shudder at my sudden move.

“Please do not torture me like this, if you’re not letting me feel you inside of me,”

she said, dropping her head back, and I placed my mouth against her core.

She smelled delicate and inviting.

I couldn't stop devouring her, slowly taking my time.

“Ahh…”

Her throaty breaths filled my ears, evoking every inch of me.

“Tell me, who do you belong to?”

I asked, swirling my tongue around her core, and she moaned louder, pointing her face in my direction.

Intuitively, my finger moved closer to her core, tugging at her skin lightly, parting it to dip my tongue deeper into the slit. “Words,”

I said, playing with her wetness.

“Aaahh… you,”

Fisting a handful of my hair, she arched her back and whimpered weakly.

In an attempt to hold on to something, she senselessly swiped her hand across the table, scattering all the papers onto the floor.

I slowly inserted my finger into her core, earning a rough moan from her.

“Ahhh…. ,”

I took my finger out, lapping on her skin softly.

It was sudden.

“Who do you belong to, Nandani?”

I asked again, and she breathlessly remarked, “Take me now and I'll tell you who I belong to.”

Pulling away, I looked at her.

I gulped when she questioned me in an audacious tone.

“Done playing?”

Standing straight, I reached for the strings of her overcoat.

“You, my little seductress, are going to scream louder than ever,”

I said, untying the knot and sliding the overcoat down her shoulder.

Grabbing her by the waist, I lifted her down onto the table, but in a split moment, she knocked me over onto the chair.

“Game on, my big boy.”

I studied her moves as she pinned her hair into a laid-back bun and positioned herself on my thighs, parting her legs.

That bold move of hers made me swallow hard, and I slowly slid my hand to her back, pulling her closer.

Angling my face, she brought her lips closer to mine.

I parted my lips in sheer desperation, but the little minx she was; she moved away when I was about to kiss her.

“Apologise, Ranaji,”

she breathed, in an enticing tone on my lips, and I let out a shaky breath.

“Why should I? I wasn't the one sneaking out,”

brushing her lips with mine, she drew back again, teasing me, trying my forbearance.

I pushed her against my chest, catching her off guard.

“Kiss me, my little wife,”

I demanded, but she shook her head.

“Promise me, you’ll never get angry with me ever again.”

With my other hand, I clutched her neck.

She let out a painful groan. “Gentle,”

and I loosened my hold on her neck.

“Better?”

I asked, and she nodded.

I slowly swept her hair on the other side of her shoulder, tracing my fingers along, feeling the hollow of her collarbone.

“The first time I saw you, this slender neck of yours caught my notice.

I’m obsessed with it,”

I said, nuzzling my face in the crook of her neck.

The sweet scent of lavender and jasmine filled my senses, clouding my mind in a hazy blur.

Parting my lips, I began leaving wet kisses along the curve of her neck to her shoulder, causing her to shiver at my tender advances.

When I deepened my touch, darting my tongue out on her skin, she abruptly moved against my hips.

“Don't move, my little temptress,”

I groaned close to her ear, freezing her movements.

I, again, rested my lips on the base of her neck and kissed her deeply, sucking her skin passionately, relishing the feel of her fragile body in my arms.

Fisting her hair, I aligned her head for better access, earning hushed moans from her.

She pushed her chest against mine in sheer anticipation, and I tightened my hold on her hair, keeping her in place.

“I said, don't move,”

I spoke in a restrained voice, and she softly whined, closing her eyes.

“Why? What's happening to you?”

She asked, like an innocent, unbeknownst girl, while moving my hand from her neck down to her breasts.

“Needy much?”

I asked, feeling her perked up bud against my palm.

As I gave a gentle squeeze to her weak spot from below, she moaned over my lips, knitting her brows together.

Hearing her enchanting rumbles, I let out a satisfying breath and took the whole of her size in my palm. “Ahhh…”

A gentle gasp slipped down her lips, and she moved her lower body against mine rather desperately.

“My love, please do not move,”

I said, leaning my forehead on hers.

“We’re in a very perilous arrangement right now, and I'm barely holding on to the edge of the cliff of my control.

A little more strain and I might lose my sanity.

A part of me remembers all my vows.

Still, the ravenous devil in me is urging me to toss you over on the bed, rip your clothes apart and thrust into you senselessly until my mind gets over you, which I know wouldn't,”

I panted heavily, speaking my covetous thoughts out while kneading her breast.

“But I want you to love me slowly, deeply, passionately, until I forget all the times you’ve hurt me,”

she said.

Leaning in, I sucked on her neck harshly, scraping my teeth against her skin and muttered, “Nandani, you know it's not possible,”

Holding my gaze, she landed her soft petals on my lips, sealing our moment.

Placing her hand under my chin, she sucked my fuller lips slowly, letting me feel the tenderness of her touch, the magic of being slow and gentle.

Pulling away, she looked at me and whispered, “I want to taste you.”

I blinked at her, processing what she had voiced, and shook my head in denial.

“No, children do not do that.”

She came closer and kissed me again.

“You want me to beg you?”

She whispered in my ear.

My eyes dropped on her swollen pink lips, but getting myself together, I said, “No, I’m afraid you’ll be frightened.”

Bringing her lips near my ear, she purred softly, “I know things, husband.”

I smiled, fondling her breast.

“Knowing things and doing things have the differences of day and night,”

I said, and she lovingly kissed me on my forehead.

“I trust you, .

I know you can accomplish your goals without such sacrifices,”

she said, and I looked away.

Indeed, it was true.

I knew what I was capable of, but still…

My thoughts at that moment were overpowered by her feelings, subdued by her touch.

I felt my heart beating at a maddening pace.

There was this wild hunger and need in me for her.

All my restraint was tied by a finely delicate thread.

“It's alright,”

she said, brushing her thumb on my cheek.

“I don't want to force you.

I just love you so much,”

She smiled weakly and pecked my cheeks.

I didn't exactly know how to describe it, but it felt like I was melting.

“I know you’re burning for me, Nandani.”

Closing my eyes, I pulled her into my embrace.

“I know what you want, I know everything, my love.

And I promise I'll never get angry with you ever again, but please don’t do things without telling me.

You're the only person I've got after a decade of sacrifices.

I feel for you the emotions I'm not allowed to have,”

I voiced with agony.

She sucked my earlobe, the warmth of her tongue sending chills down my spine.

Her actions aroused me.

I shut my eyes; the desire was too intense—it had me gripped in its clutches.

“Punish me, please,”

she whispered, pulling away.

I opened my eyes to the sight of her cheeks glowing with the shade of roses.

Holding her chin up, I asked in a low tone, “Tell me, what do you want?”

She blinked nervously, her chest heaving rhythmically, giving away her shyness.

Casting her lashes low, she muttered in a low, meek tone, “Yo...

your...

fin... finger,”

I pulled her into a tight hug and kissed the crown on her head.

Stroking the length of her hair, I said, “I’m all yours, Nandani.”

Rising to my feet, I effortlessly lifted her and tossed her on my shoulder.

“! I am almost naked,”

she yelped in shock, her body tensing, and she instinctively clung to me for support.

“I told you, with you, I know no boundaries,”

I retorted, picking her overcoat from the table before striding out of the library.

“, please, if anyone saw me like this, I'll be so embarrassed to even meet eyes with them,”

she whined, kicking her feet in the air.

“This area is off-limits to men.”

She gripped my back, hiding her face, when a girlish voice rang out in the hallways.

“Ranaji!”

I looked at a surprised Suman, and Nandani nervously muttered her name under her breath, “Suman.”

She immediately lowered her head.

“Do not disturb us,”

I said, entering the bedroom.

Locking the door, I took her to the bed, and she cried, “She saw us.”

I put her down on the bed.

Her face flushed crimson.

Palming her face, she mumbled, “Oh God, .”

I smiled at her reaction, pulling my kurta off, and threw it right on her face.

She looked at me through her lashes when I got on the bed.

“Widen your legs for me, little wife,”

I said, and a gasp slipped off her lips.

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