Published on:- 3/2/25 [Monday]
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[Warning
Mature Content 18+]

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Sunaina freed his hard, throbbing length, and it twitched in response and stood proud for her.

A smirk played on her lips as she took in the sight-thick, veiny, and slightly bushy, a masterpiece sculpted just for her.

Her gaze flickered up to Nilay and her eyes were dark with possession.

"MINE," she whispered and the single word was dripping with claim and hunger.

Lowering her head, she brushed her lips against the heated flesh, a slow, reverent kiss that sent a shudder through him, as if she was worshipping the very thing that now belonged to her.

Her warm breath fanned over his heated skin as she pressed another lingering kiss, her lips soft and reverent.

Her fingers trailed along the thick length, mapping out every ridge and vein, tracing patterns of devotion over him. Slowly, she wrapped her hand around the base, her grip firm yet tender, as if she were cradling something precious, something that belonged solely to her.

A low groan rumbled from Nilay’s chest and his muscles tensed under her gentle worship.

Encouraged by his moan, she placed another kiss while her lips parted slightly, teasing him with the warmth of her mouth.

"Naina", Nilay moaned and she knew that he would be released at any moment.

So, she started moving with unhurried devotion while her tongue flicking out to taste him, savoring the heat, the salt of his precums, the essence and fragrance of him- Her Angel, Her Pookie

Her strokes were slow, languid, as if she had all the time in the world to explore, to indulge. She wanted him to feel every ounce of her affection, every whisper of her touch, every silent promise she made with each delicate caress.

Nilay's heart was hammering violently as he could know what was running in his wife's head. But like all the time, here as well, he gave command to her, surrender himself to her - His Devil, His Violet Sin.

Looking up at him through hooded lashes, Sunaina found his gaze locked onto her. It was dark, hungry, completely undone.

A shiver of satisfaction ran down her spine. He was hers, and she would love him in a way no one else ever could.

By stating directly into his deep brown eyes, Sunaina’s touch never wavered, her fingers dancing over his skin, teasing, exploring, worshipping.

Her touch sent shivers through him, making his breath hitch. She wanted more, needed more.

"Naina", a loud moan escaped from his mouth, while closing his eyes, he  fisted her hair, tightly, giving a tingling sensation to her.

Sunaina's lips curved upward as she left him on a edge. His brows furrowed slightly and while staring deeply at him, with a slow, deliberate motion, she rose, adjusting herself over him.

Nilay's eyes widened at her action. Her knees pressed into the bed on either side of his hips as her hands traced the hard lines of his chest.

Nilay’s breath hitched and hands instinctively found her waist, holding her gently but firmly.

"Do you know what you are doing?", He asked and she leaned down as her lips hovering over his, teasing but not quite kissing him.

"Of course, I am making love to my gharwala (husband)", She said while her warm breath got mixed with his, making his grip on her tighten.

Slowly, slowly, his shaft entered into her wet vagina, causing her fingers to dig into his chest.

She closed her eyes as this pain was different from other pains. This pain was beautiful, sweet and needy.

She sat down more but a sharp pain shot in her stomach. She felt as if a knife slashed her stomach.

Just as she was about to take him fully, Nilay held her still. His dark eyes softened with concern as he looked up at her.

"Naina, Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you. This position will be more painful for you, for our first time", he said in a gentle voice.

Sunaina smiled softly while running her fingers through his hair.

"You won’t hurt me, I want this. I want you, i want us... like this, in this position where you will touch the end of me" she whispered.

Still, he hesitated, his hands rubbed slow circles on her waist.

"By the way, do you know how to do this?", She teases him.

"Naina", Nilay growled furiously as his grip tightened on her waist, causing her to laugh wholeheartedly.

Her laugh melted his fleeting anger as he said, "Tell me if it’s too much, I will switch".

His voice was low as murmure and her eyes twinkled.

Instead of answering, she kissed him and it was slow, deep, and full of reassurance. Their mouths tangled together, playing with each other's tongue.

Then, with a slow breath, she lowered herself onto him. Slowly slowly she took him and a painful gasp escaped her lips.

She stopped and he was still not completely entered into her.

It was painful for him. He closed his eyes as his body was trembling with need but he controlled himself for her.

He didn't want to rush or hurt her. His wife and her emotions were precious to him.

And the last attempt, ungently, she sat down with a force, and he filled her completely.

She screamed and her fingers clutching his shoulders while her uppar body fell down on him.

Nilay's arms wrapped around waist and held her dearly. He didn't dare to move as he was afraid to cause pain to her.

He felt the barrier that was broken because of the force. His shaft was squeezed hard by her walls, causing him to feel both pain and pleasure.

But his chest burnt when he felt the hot sensation of water droplets that fell on his chest, neck and slided away.

Sunaina's tears tore his heart as he kissed her hair, "Don't do this. Let's stop here".

Sunaina pulled away from his embrace and adjusted herself.

Nilay groaned as his head tilted back and his grip on her tightened. She looked at him and his eyes never left hers, continued to watch her closely.

"I am okay", she whispered breathlessly. "More than okay".

A deep sigh of relief left his lips. His hands slid up her back, pulling her closer, as if he never wanted to let go.

"Mine", he murmured and this time his voice was rough and full of emotion.

Sunaina smiled while leaning down to whisper in his ear, "Yours. And you are mine".

Nilay groaned again as his grip on her was too tight as pleasure consumed him.

Sunaina was in control, this moment belonged to her. She rocked her hips and started moving with a deliberate, sensual rhythm, savoring every second, every sensation, every inch of him inside her.

She was His.

He was hers.

And in this moment, nothing else existed, nothing else mattered, just them, just this, just the love and desire that bound them together.

At the end, ANGEL Was, finally, Under The DEVIL's Claws.

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