Prince Ranveer was heading straight to his magnificent royal chamber where he takes rest and sleep but now the reason was different and more special because tonight was his wedding night and his beautiful wife Princess Amaira was already there. He couldn't hide his excitement to see her.

Guards were bowing their heads in the respect of their mighty prince and the future king. Ranveer reached to his chamber, door was slightly opened but the curtains were blocking the entrance so he slid the curtains away and went inside.

Princess Amaira was sat across the bed.  Her eyes met with his then she slowly bowed her head.

Ranveer's heart jolted with happiness and raw passion. He can't wait to make love to her heavenly body.

"Why didn't you join me in the royal function. Dancer girl was really talented in her art. Everybody was enjoying her performance." He said all time gazing her actions as she was busily removing her waist-chain. He strode toward her and stopped her fumbling hands. He unhooked her waist-chain deliberately brushing his fingers against her milky soft skin. She shivered with his touch and stepped away. Her cheeks reddened like apple.

"I wasn't feeling well to attend the function but I took rest and I am fine now." She said hiding her embarrassment.

"Good... Had dinner?" Ranveer asked.

"Yes."

"So you are not angry on me? That's great." He said smiling. she rolled her eyes sarcastically.

"I am not a kid to show my anger by skipping food." she said. he smirked.

"That's why I like you more. You think smartly and act reasonable." Ranveer said staring at her beautiful frame clad in alluring red lehenga choli (Long skirt and blouse). His eyes were running down her exposed belly and ravishing curves of her body.

"Do it now. I am feeling sleepy already." Amaira said in disinterested tone.

Ranveer went near her, he tucked her hairs behind her ear as he lean his head and whispered, "Don't worry about it. I have special plans for tonight." he said and lifted her abruptly from the floor.

"Ranveer" she gasped. "where are you taking me?" she asked confused when he didn't stop by bed. She thought maybe he is taking her to another room but this was his bedroom only then where he's going?

"I want us to take bath first then you won't feel sleepy and I can make love to you whole night." He said with mischievous glint.

"No, I don't want to take bath now. I am not feeling sleepy now. let's go to bed." she said frantically.

"Ahaan, already desperate ! " he teased, she flushed feeling embarrassed.

"Please" she said pouting her lips. He smiled looking her cute face.

"I want to bathe you with my hands and I am not in a mood to change my mind." he smirked. She was irritated with his stubbornness. He touched her shoulders and turned her so that her back was showing him. He bunched her long soft hairs and tucked them one side. Then slowly he opened all the knots of her blouse. His fingers lingered on her gorgeous naked back, she trembled at his touch. After a while, he abruptly opened the knot of her lehenga. She inhaled sharply, her heart was hammering against her rib cage.

Now all her cloths were down on floor and she closed her eyes feeling mortified. He took bowl filled with milk containing rose petals and saffron. He poured that milk on top of her head. Now Milk was streaming down from her hairs to her face, to her shoulders, to her breasts and cleavage, to her belly button and down to her core and legs. Ranveer was enjoying feeling her skin while rubbing it gently and sensuously. Finally he bathed her with water.

Amaira was swallowing her anger and all the mortification she felt at that time. She never wanted to do this marriage. She always wanted to marry with the man she will love. She was hating Prince Ranveer so much. When she couldn't avoid her marriage, she made this plan to kill him on their wedding night. She had applied liquid poison over her neck, breasts, belly and shoulders. She never thought this would happen. Her plan to kill Prince Ranveer was washed away when he bathed her.

"Amaira, Arms up." Ranveer said bringing her out of her daze. He was holding towel in his hands. She lifted her hands, he dried her armpits with towel. She stood numb and emotionless. He picked her up in bridal style and gently put down on bed. She saw him undressing his cloths then he lied down beside her.

Amaira braced herself for the further consequences. He slid his hands beneath her head and then captured her lips with his. He coaxed her lower lip with his tongue and then pushed it inside her delicious mouth. She was not resisting to his kisses because she knew there is no way that she could escape from this torture. She was devoting her happiness, her dreams, her pride to save her empire. Her father Zaheer, the king of Norland was unable to fight against the warrior Prince Ranveer and his huge military force. Because their empire was small and weak as compare to Prince Ranveer's empire, therefore to avoid massacre, king decided to have mutual talk with prince Ranveer. Ranveer was well aware of the fact that king Zaheer has daughter and she was strikingly beautiful. He agreed to call off the war against two conditions, firstly Norland will be merged into his territory and secondly King will allow her daughter to marry with him. Amaira had no option but to accept the marriage to avoid the imprisonment to her family and to save lives of people of their nation.

Prince Ranveer was so engrossed in kissing and licking her phenomenal body. He peppered wet kisses all over her neck and cleavage then he sucked her luscious breasts, kneading and rolling them with his fingers. She was feeling dizzy, her breathing was getting heavier. She had never felt like this before, everything was foreign to her. She doesn't know how to handle it, she closed her eyes tightly.

"Your skin is so soft, so plump, I can kiss it all day." Ranveer murmured , running his hands on her tummy. Amaira tilted her head and slowly half opened her eyes. she gulped seeing his hand moving to her core, she rushed to stop his hand but he already cupped her core and dipped his finger inside her. She let out a loud moan as her hand felt so weak which was trying to push away his hand. Ranveer was watching her face, and her rising and falling breasts, he was enjoying her loud moans as he continued to rub her silky wet folds. Then he hovered over her and captured her lips again.

Eventually Amaira was completely succumbed to his intoxicating kisses and his manly sensuous touches. Prince Ranveer took her virginity that night and made deep, passionate love to her till early morning.

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Sun rays kissed Amaria's beautiful glowing face as she groaned irately. She knew now she can not sleep once it is broken by stupid bright sunlight. Her eyes flung open and she sat across the bed. Her core was still tingling and the images from last night were crowding her brain. She lost her virginity to the Prince Ranveer  and there is nothing could be done to change this truth. A pearl like drop slid down from her eye. 

She wiped off her tears and quickly rolled down from bed to take warm water bath to relax her body. She noticed something fell on floor while she was taking her dupatta (scarf).

It was envelope. She immediately opened it and read the letter.

"Good morning princess! I hope you had a good sleep. I wanted to be there with you when you would wake up in the morning but I had to go early in morning to deal some business, probably I would return late in midnight.

I am aware of this fact that you agreed to this marriage in order to avoid war. But trust me your father and you took good decision to let it merge in my territory. There were few rivalry kings out there who were ready to attack on Norland and before they advance to your region, I did my best to protect Norland.

I know that you don't like me or probably hate me so much. But honestly, I am in love with you the moment my eyes fell on you. Please try and understand that you are not my kept woman. You are my wife and the future queen of ANZONIA (Prince Ranveer's realm). Whatever is mine is yours. I am fully intent to be faithful to you and love you forever.

Our marriage is the most beautiful thing for me and you are most precious person in my life. The day you will accept me from your heart, I would be the happiest man alive.

I will be back soon. Till then take care my love."

Amiara was overwhelmed after reading that letter. Happy tears rolled down on her cheeks. She shuddered at the thought as she was almost ready to kill him last night but now she thanked god for million times as he ran her bath adamantly. 

She was ignorant of his loving sight. She realized now, that she was already blessed with very genuine, kind, most loving and caring husband. 

The End.....

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