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Nandani POV

"Nandani, strip or I will rip your clothes off,"

He said and a strong shiver ran down my spine hearing him. But, holding myself back in my place and collecting the courage I replied back.

"Strip your clothes too if you want me to strip,"

He inhaled a sharp breath and I felt him bringing his hand to cup my neck in urgency. My lashes were forced closed for a few moments and I could feel his wild breathing, turning me weak in my knees to stand up.

"I am telling you one last time, little wife, do not make your husband rip every inch of these clothes you are wearing and make you beg to get dressed again,"

His voice felt hot and threatening even more than before.

His words made me feel my cheeks blush hard and I inhaled a sharp breath to open my eyes again to look at him.

I shook my head lightly and muttered in a slow voice.

"Do whatever you want, Ranaji, but I will not let you continue this suffering. For me, you are capable to do anything with your strength and potential, without these unnecessary superstitious beliefs,"

I said and he tightened his grip around my neck, making me part my lips in anticipation. My stomach unknowingly felt butterflies, a different gut twisting happened and I could feel his eyes lowering on my chest. 

My nipples got erected the moment I felt his gaze over my chest which was covered with the plain, cotton blouse that was doing no justice in highlighting my erect buds through the thin fabric.

"Everything you believe is unnecessary is not unnecessary, little princess,"

He said and I shivered when he moved his hand down to grab the knife that was kept on the table. I blinked with fright and nervousness when he took the sheathed knife close to his mouth. He held the knife with his mouth and took out the knife from the sheath. The moment my sight fell on the sharp steel blade, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

"Are you stripping or not?"

He asked in a slow voice after throwing the sheath on the floor which created an echoing sound after hitting the marble floor. I bent even backwards feeling scared to hell and looking deep into his eyes to comprehend his emotions. But, they were unreadable yet intense and threatening.

He lifted his gaze back to my eyes and I blinked feeling nervous and afraid. My chest was doing up and down and I tried to place my hand on his chest, trying to calm myself down and bring him back to his senses a little, which I was believing that he lost.

"Take off your clothes,"

He said again and touched the steel knife against my bare arm. I felt shivers and sensations running down my spine the moment that cold knife raked against my skin.

But, still, I tried to shake my head lightly and lowered my gaze a little to his jawline not able to hold his intense gaze.

Slowly, I felt him moving his other hand to grab my wrist off his chest and his other hand also held my right wrist, he twisted both my arms towards the back, tightly, holding them together with his one hand. 

I blinked turning frightened a little and my chest lifted up and my body arched with it. He also stepped forward to press himself against me. His forehead touched mine and the back of my head touched the mirror. 

I blinked nervously, frightened, feeling completely immobile.

And then, I felt him bringing the knife close to my midriff and my eyebrows furrowed as the chiselled blade was making me feel a thousand things that I should not feel at this moment. My heartbeats fastened the moment the cold blade touched my midriff. And, my breathing turned uneven.

He tightened his hold on my wrist behind me, making it hurt a little for me, suddenly the blouse started feeling tighter and suffocating my bosoms in it as the posture lifted them up sensually.

"Rudra," I breathed.

He moved the non-sharp side of the blade over my skin and I felt its tip going under the hem of my blouse. I blinked giving up and my lashes were forced close, losing the strength of my body as a slight movement could rip my skin apart the way he caged me right now, it was not even possible to breathe evenly.

He moved the knife through the cotton fabric and I could hear the slightly faded sound of the fabric ripping.

Suddenly, the blouse was no more suffocating me when he moved the knife through the fabric. I was literally feeling goosebumps on my chest and tried to open my eyes. My cheeks heated up insanely with the uneven breathing.

I felt his free hand touching my collarbones, slowly slipping the shoulder of the blouse down, revealing my naked body. I felt his fingers unknowingly feathering against the skin of my bosom and I blinked my eyes and tried to control my trembling lips. 

"Be my strength, Nandani. I cannot do anything seeing you against me all the time. I did this all for you because I did not want you to spend your life like a normal person. You are my queen not because you are born a princess, you are my queen because I won a fucking Kingdom for you. And, seeing you in these attendee's clothes, I swear you called my death,"

He said and I blinked feeling his hand moving from my elbow to my bare midriff. His finger teasingly touched the outline of my bosom and I forced my lashes close questioning my biggest nightmare.

"Have you slept with girls before me?"

He cupped my right bosom with his left hand and I felt sensations and shiver running down my spine.

"No,"

He breathed.

My bosom felt so small for his palm, the texture of his palm rough against and I tried to ask.

"When was the last time you masturbated?"

He inhaled a sharp breath and I felt tears collecting in my eyes, not wanting to listen to what I was thinking. The sensations and sparks were turning unbearable for me now.

He cupped my bosom and pressed his hand against my skin.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh,"

I moaned and closed my eyes feeling aroused instantly.

He pressed his lips against my ear and I inhaled a sharp breath when I felt his thumb brushing against my bud. I was feeling hotter yet there was a thought that was dancing in the back of my head.

"You are going to be my death on the bed,"

He muttered against my ear and cupped my bosom completely pressing it hard.

"Ahhhhhhh, Rudra"

I moaned against his ear and I felt his hot breath against the base of my neck.

My head falls backwards and I could feel his cheek touching against mine. His slight beard of him rubbed against my cheek, making me feel the spikes.

"Ahh, Nandani,"

He groaned.

He left my wrists and I felt him snaking his hand around my waist, pulling me up to sit on the dressing table against him. While his other hand was still crushing my bosom and teasing my erected nipple by pressing it between his fingers.

My hand immediately snaked around his shoulder and I opened my eyes as I felt extremely taken away by the sensations building between us. 

"When did you last masturbate? Rudra,"

I asked again in a trembling voice and he pressed his palm roughly against my bosom.

"You do not want to hear it,"

He said and I felt his other hand pulling down the other shoulder of the blouse and taking it completely off my body.

He kissed my neck and I felt his warm lips sucking on my skin making me feel shivering.

His other hand also cupped my other bosom and when he pressed his both hands against my skin. I moaned senselessly against his ear, trying to hide in his strong arms.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Rudra,"

He was pushing my limits of control and bearing with each passing moment, making my brain ooze with the sensations and forget the answer to the question I wanted to know.

He kind of massaged my bosom, playing with them a little and I literally went crazy. I could feel the wetness bubbling up in my core and my eyes rolling back. My hair was also messed up and when he lowered his lips on my chest from my neck, I cried with pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhhh,"

Just him touching me was making me feel insane, I was wondering about the moment when he would take me in my senses.

But.

"When did your last release?"

I asked again and he pressed his mouth against my swollen bud muttering in a slow voice.

"Almost ten years ago,"

The moment I heard this, the strongest shiver ran through my spine recalling the consequences of this on a person's life.

"Rudra,"

I tried to call him and he sucked on my bud harshly, making the blood rush to my cheeks.

"Ahhhhhhhhh,"

I moaned and tried to cup his cheek and muttered.

"Rudra, calm down please, you will end up hurting me,"

I tried to say and he bit on my nipple muttering in a slow voice.

"Do not worry, I would not lose my senses before entering into you,"

I shivered even more and his words definitely twisted my stomach badly when I visualized them for a moment.

"I will die, you know,"

I said in a slow voice he brought his lips close to mine in sudden urgency and his hand fisted my loose hair before he pressed his lips against mine.

He sucked my lips, intense, harshly, fiercely and my lashes forced close with the wildness. I got out of breath, my heartbeats turned insane and my cheeks blushed hard feeling the intense heat between us.

He kept tasting my lips, sucking them moment by moment and I could not help but gave in to kiss him back. His hand still playing with my nipples and he pinched me lightly making me moan in his mouth and part my lips for him a little. 

He grabbed my neck from behind, his finger reaching to the front of my neck, angling my jaw to let him savour the taste of my lips.

I placed my palm over him on my bosom as he was teasingly pressing my erect bud by pressing his fingers beside it.

I moaned and he pulled back his lips a little to let me inhale a breath. His forehead still against mine and he muttered in a slow voice.

"That is why I say, do not try to seduce me and get over my head. Let me take it slow,"

He muttered and I inhaled a sharp breath when he pulled his lips back, I sucked on my lips a little and tried to collect my breathing.

"Why did not you tell me this before?"

I asked furrowing my eyebrows and finally, I asked.

"And, you did not sleep with me? Right,"

He pressed his hand once again on my bosom and I moaned, blinking at the sensations.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh,"

"Did you write in that letter that you want to sleep with me?"

He said and I gulped thinning my eyebrows.

"Letter,"

I remembered the letter when he asked me to write in detail everything I wanted him to do with me.

"What did you write in it?"

He asked and I blinked nervously.

I tried to look into his eyes and he pinched my nipple earning a painful cry through my mouth.

"Aaaauuuuuchhhhhh,"

He asked again in an evil tone.

"What did you write? little wife,"

I tried to calm down my racing heartbeats and I mutter in a slow voice.

"I want you around me..." He bit on his lips while staring at my lips.

"Hnn-hnn,"

He said with a throaty sound and I gulped.

"I want your touch... th... that will ignite the... f... fire on my," Inhaled sharply "skin and m... make me shiver to the bones that... wi... will eventually spark every inch of me,"

I tried to say in a slow voice and he kissed my lips once again. My eyes shut closed, giving in and recalling all the love I had for him, all the time when I literally craved for him, all the wait I did for him just to see a slight glimpse of him.

"And?"

He questioned pulling back for a moment.

I opened my eyes blinking nervously.

"I want you to see me, more than someone ever did. I want to see you more than someone ever did. I want us to close so that our breathing feels wild and warm on each other's cheeks, I want us to be one for once and for all,"

I said and he suddenly lifted the kurta off his body, making me even timider and blushed right now.

My eyes looked at his naked chest, the healing wounds and the mark of my name still visible on his arm. My mind unknowingly recalled everything he did for me. All the time, he came to me warning me to not marry the old man. The pain I saw on his face before our wedding, the pain I saw on his face for the soldiers after our wedding. And, the realisation that was now hitting me that he did not sleep with me, he never did.

But, what the physician said was still in my head but a corner of my head also wondered that I would have never felt normal the next day if he had slept with me. When a man who was on a controlling period for ten years now, would take a woman, there would be no chance that she would be able to walk at least for a week. And, especially someone who had a strong physique like him and the way he was making me feel right now. It would never be easy to be under him on the bed.

I felt goosebumps and shivers even thinking about it.

But, would he ever do that? Would he ever love me?

I inhaled a sharp breath and asked.

"Will you ever love me?"

He played with my nipple even more now and I almost cried with the shivering sting.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh,"

And, he breathed against my lips.

"No,"

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