He was her dark fairytale, and she was his twisted fantacy, filling him with a faint beacon of hope, a hope for life, with every passing second.

Satya's fingers were circling around the hardened nubs of Raimoti's breasts, before they took a tour around every crevices of her exposed upper body, feather touching her midriff, counting her sculpted ribs, and cupping her soft globes, each touch igniting an unrestrained fire of passion inside her veins. Raimoti stood still, giving in to the sensation, and her long artistic fingers had clutched the silk maroon petticoat to fight the overpowering senses to collapse down on the hard stone floor. She thought her knees would give away any minute, and yet she arched her back to meet Satya's sweet torture.

"I want to see you..."
He whispered, his eyes dark with desire and his voice thick with passion, and Raimoti bit her lower lips invitingly.

"I'm not stopping you." She parted her lips slightly to let the words slip, and it made Satya smirk seductively.
His hands had immediately moved to her lower waist, untying the tussle of her petticoat with a skillful urgency. The cloth slid down her slender white legs at once, and Satya casted his eyes down to feast on her nakedness. Raimoti instinctively moved her hands to cover her breasts and the triangle between her thighs, and Satya drank in the marvelous sight.

"You're quite skilled for a first timer." Raimoti teased, maintaining the same seductive composure in her voice, and her words made him chuckle.

"You're quite daring for a first timer too." He winked at her playfully, his hands moving down from her waist, to her buttocks, as he feather touched her soft skin with absolute tenderness.
"Beside, I know things."

"Tell me what you know." Raimoti asked, and her question earned her a soft smack on her rounded back, elevating her heartbeat to another level.
"Ahh..." She moaned out and Satya smirked at her response.

"To start with, I know what I wish to do to you now." He leaned forward, whispering to her ears, and it released a gush of sensations down Raimoti's core.

"What do you wish to do now... Raja Saheb?" She moaned the words, her lips curled into a naughty smile and Satya squeezed her buttocks and pulled her to his chest.
Her softness had now touched his rippled chest muscles.

"I want to consume you...
Leave no crevice of your body untouched,
no ounce of flesh untasted.
I want to ravish you... Leave you as a heap of trembling limbs, and a fiercely beating heart.
I want to make the wildest love to you..."

Satyakirth's words made Raimoti gasp out loud, and the next moment he had scooped her up from the floor, tossing her on his shoulder like a rag doll.
Raimoti felt dizzy with desire. This was the first time in her life that she'd been completed unsheathed infront of a man, and never had she felt prouder about her own nakedness.
This was Raimoti, the fiercely unapologetic woman who the sacrosanct loved!

Satya had carried her to the bed, and ever so gently he dropped her on the satin softness. Her alluring naked body felt unearthly, aesthetically beautiful in the silvery moonlight, under soothing flickers of golden candle glow... her posture, her cascading hair, the necklaces that she wore... everything! And it made his own erection threatening to rip through the cotton material of his trousers.

Satya was breathing hard, his gaze fixated on her piercing orbs, his 25 years of restraints coming down crashing, and Raimoti gulped as he unbuckled his trousers, letting the leather belt fall, the suspenders along with it.

"Would you like to see me Miss Mukherjee?" He hushed in a throaty voice and it made her draw in a breath of sensuous anticipation.
She couldn't form a comprehendable response, but just nodded her head slowly.
Satya smiled, and the next moment his hands were unzipping the fly of his pants, letting it drop to his knees, the knickers along with it, and Raimoti's mouth fell at the sight of his royal phallus, proud and stiff.
A royalty indeed, she thought.

Satya however was smirking at her jaw-dropping expression, and he raised his eyebrow at her in a tease.

"So do you like what you see Miss Mukherjee?" He asked, and his question made her blush profusely. She rolled over the bed, laying on her stomach, her hands grasping on the off-white bedsheet, and Satya lowered himself on the bed.
He touched her waist, and then his fingers were replaced by his lips, and Raimoti trembled with desire. His touched trailed down south on her body, kissing her buttocks, and then the back of her thighs, making her whimper for more.
With every touch he edged her to the brink of ecstasy and back. Delicious torture at his skillful hands, her mind awakened, alive, aroused... for him!

"Rai, would you turn to me?" His words made her blush more, as very slowly she gave in to his request and turned to face him. Their bodies aligned, him hovering over her. His hard length was touching in between her joined legs, and it's throbbing sensation brought her heart to her mouth.

"Can you feel me?" He groaned, rubbing himself on her lower abdomen now, and Raimoti let out an indecipherable sound.
Satya felt her muscles tightening under him, her throat drying up perhaps, and he lowered his face to kiss her forehead, in attempts of reducing the tension of the moment.

"Are you scared?" He asked, and for the first time in life, the mighty Raimoti Mukherjee nodded at once, gulping anxiously.

"Don't be... It's just me, it's us."
He kissed her again.

Raimoti widened her eyes at him, feeling his manhood hardening more, and Satya let out another nervous chuckle.

"Won't you do poetry now?" He asked her, trying to calm her palpitating heartbeat, and it somewhat worked immediately.

"Not tonight." She smiled.

"Why?" He asked, and it made her wrap her arms around his body, pulling him closer to her own self.

"Because... Tonight, I want you to do poetry with my body."
She exhaled sharply, closing her eyes, and Satya kissed her neck gently.

"So I write verses on you?" He eyed her breasts, and it made her smile bashfully.

"Yes, all over."

Everything for her lit up like fire but it didn't burn, it was good, warm to her. Satya kissed her collarbone, deepening the kiss, he wrapped his arms around her, and then his tongue brushed against her lips. Raimoti opened her mouth and the king immediately pushed his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues brushed against one another as the kiss heated up.

The two pulled away for a moment, panting, as Satyakirth looked into her eyes, she was breathing hard too, and slowly she moved her hands to wrap around his hardness. The initial contact made her tremble at the new feeling, and then she gently started to stroke it, making him growl. He kissed her hard and passionately, their minds blank and dizzy with need. The two moaned, in sync as she felt more turned on by helping him.
Satyakirth pulled away from her.

"You remember once you had asked me to check if you're wet?" He groaned the words to her ears and Raimoti nodded slowly.
"So may I check tonight?"

"Will it hurt?" She murmured, and Satya sucked on her neck.

"Let's find out."

He arched his hip and held his manhood, as very gently he made her part her thighs. Satya was now saddling her on his knees, and his length was pressed at her entrance with a delirious intent.
Raimoti was breathing hard, and as their eyes met, Satya pushed his length inside her soft core.... Or, so was the intention.
Raimoti whimpered, a sharp cry escaped from her mouth, and it made Satya stop at once, pulling himself away from her body.

It was the heat of the moment, or perhaps the flickering warmth of the candles, beads of sweat had formed on both their bodies making them glisten in the moonlight.
Satyakirth was admiring how aesthetic Raimoti looked, naked, under him.

A tear had rolled down her eyes and it made him narrow his gaze.

"Is it hurting a lot?" He caressed her cheeks and Raimoti nodded.

Satya sighed and then smirked at her, making her frown.
"I think I know what I need to do."

He hushed, and Raimoti felt his hand sliding in between her thighs, rubbing the build up wetness on her soft folds.
The friction suddenly felt euphoric, and it made her moan, earning a little prob from his fingers.

"What... What are you doing?"
She breathed seductively, and Satya looked at her with a serious expression.

"I'm stretching you... with my fingers... Does it feel good?"

"Ahh... Veryy..."
She moaned, and it made him thrust his middle finger gently inside her.

"Tell me more Satya... Tell me what all you'll do to me now." She arched her back, her toes had curled up automatically and Satyakirth smirked at her condition.

"I'm going to taste every inch of you until you're quivering with need.
I'm going to make love to you until you can barely breathe.
I'm going to bring you to ecstasy over and over until you're flying high, and
once you come down, I'm going to do it all over again."

His words were like a sensuous magic, and it immediately released the held up love juices, drenching her core further.
Satya's fingers were thrusting her continually, and the index too had joined in this rampage. His mouth was nibbling the hard nubs on her breasts, rubbing his face to her heart.

"Ahh... Satya..." Raimoti half moaned half screamed, and it made him pull out his moistened fingers.
Her nails were digging at his arms, Satya saw fire in her eyes.

"Rai..." He growled her name and without wasting another moment he replaced his fingers with his painfully throbbing manhood, making it glide inside her slippery slit with much ease.

"Take a deep breath!" He urged her, and she drew in air while very skilfully Satya pushed his manhood inside her tight entrance, tearing away the last bit of veil in between them.

"Ohh.... My... " Raimoti screamed and Satya paused his movements, still buried inside her.

"Keep taking deep breaths... And give in to the sensation."
He groaned the words, his own state frenzy with over-rush of adrenaline, and Raimoti calmed down considerably, her eyes buried in his, his length buried in hers.
The gentle rhythm of love began to take over slowly. First with un-orchestred thrusts until they found their own pattern.
Raimoti's legs were eagle spread, and Satya had held her thighs for support, hitting deep inside her cervix with every graduating thrust.
The pain had escalated into a pleasing euphoria, and it was elevating their heartbeats in unison.
Raimoti was screaming from time and again, and Satya made no attempts of stopping her.

They were smiling at each other, they were playful, yet the deep passion reflected in their eyes.

"Won't the guards hear us tonight?" She had moaned the question, and Satya smiled at her, increasing his pace of ramming her soft insides.

"They definitely would."

"Ahh.... Wha... What would they think?"
Raimoti moaned out again, and it made him quickly steal a kiss from her dried, ministered lips.

"They'd think their king is making wild love to his queen!"
He winked.

Raimoti just smiled and arched her back in response as another jolt of wave shook her every senses over, edging her, and then bringing her back... exactly as he had promised.

The intensity of Satya's ramming increased, him grunting seductively at every push, and Raimoti felt like a heap of limp happiness. He gripped her hips, pulling her closer as she could no longer meet the vigour of his thrust. She fought every impulse to surrender, and yet his sensuous torture continued. She had climaxed, twice, and he grinned at her release with that naughty spark in his eyes, promising to give her more.
It was as if he was loving every bit of this game, living it, and the moment Raimoti reached her edge again, he pulled himself out, only to slightly slip his length back into her dripping folds, his thumb encircling her wetness between each excruciatingly slow thrust.

"Please... Satya... " Raimoti begged, as she knew he was waiting for this plea to tumble from her lips, and his expression had hardened immediately.

"Harder Satya... Please..." She screamed, and his thrust inside her increased to a level of frenzy, until they both were a tangle of breaths and limbs, and murmurs of release.

"Raiii...!!!"

Satya was panting, and so was Rai, pearls of sweat rubbing against their bare skin, and their mouths colliding with each other.

"Would you stay inside?" Raimoti breathed out the words, hinting towards his freshly flaccid manhood that was still inside her body, and Satya bit her chin in response.

"If you'd let me."
He tried to move out but she had already seized him with her arms, restricting his movements.

"No. Stay... It feels good." She inhaled.

"How good?" Satya was smirking at her words already, and it made Raimoti raise her head to reach upto his lips.

"Veryy... "

Satya raised his body a bit, touching his dripping length to adjust it in her, and as he brought his hand back. It made him frown.

"You are bleeding bad, Miss Mukherjee!" He muttered, and Raimoti fluttered her eyelids in response.

"I know... I can feel it."

"Does it hurt?"

"No."

Satya kissed her lips gently, and she smiled back.

"Can I ask you something?" He suddenly asked, and Rai nodded silently, her fingers wiping the sweat beads from his forehead and nose.

"Why did you use to scare away everyone about you not being a virgin?"
He was caressing her cheeks with his knuckles, and Raimoti smiled beautifully, her body sore and full with him buried in her.

"I couldn't scare you."
She murmured, her eyes full of love... Pure untainted love.

"Yes... That's because I know who you truly are, and none of anything else ever mattered." He paused to kiss on her forehead.
"But, truly Rai... We hadn't done anything that night in my boat that could make you say so."

"We kissed."
She murmured, and it made him smile lovingly at her.

"Yes... But that doesn't break your hymen, does it?"

Raimoti raised an eyebrow at his words.
"Who said anything about hymens Raja Saheb? I lost the virginity of my soul that night." She blew a kiss at him, and it melted his heart again.

Isn't that exactly why he loves him!

Satya lowered his face and kissed her, and she reciprocated with a heart full of eagerness, and suddenly Satya felt his muscles tightening yet again.
Rai too had felt the rush in her core, and the bulge had made her softness stretch.

"Shall we? Again..."
Satya kissed her eyes one by one, pulling himself up on his elbows, ready to explore the deepest of her desires yet again, and it made Raimoti let out a soft gasp.

"Yes... Just don't stop." She moaned.

*********

Wasted, tangled in each other's arms, and his soft staggered breathing was the last thing Raimoti remembered before her heavy eyelids had closed in exhaustion.
It was a sense of deep satisfaction, a sense of calmness, and despite the acute soreness in her body, it made Raimoti feel a tranquil happiness that had erased all negativity, all apprehensions in her.
It was Satyakirth... And only Satyakirth... And, as long as he lives, she would live too!

"RaniMaa... "
A touch of soft hand and a faint essence of camphor had tantalised her nostrils as she opened her eyes in the morning, still naked, with her saree spread on her body to sheath her feminity. Her hair was matted and so were the rose petals with which Satya had worshipped her the night before.

But where was he? Her Raja Saheb?
Raimoti tried to sit up, as a Mouni held her shoulders at once, helping her to rest her back on the cushioned bedrest.

"Where is Raja Saheb?"
She looked at DhaiMaa standing infront with a broad smile on her face, and the old lady inched closer, cupping her face with absolute tenderness.

"He was up a couple of hours ago, asked me not to wake you up." DhaiMaa paused and finger brushed her ruffled hair.
"He has gone out a while ago, to scout, with Kartik, isn't that what you named him?"
She smiled brightly and Raimoti smiled back, nodding.

A Mouni had brought her a fresh saree, and she helped Raimoti wrap it around her body messily. Raimoti got down from the bed slowly, as her stretched sore softness made her flinch in discomfort.

"I'm not very well this morning."
She chuckled in embarassment, as DhaiMaa herself inched closer to support her in her arms. The dried strains of deep scarlet blood had formed a visual on the off-white bedsheet, and it had turned Raimoti crimson at once.

"Umm... Well... I..." She murmured, and the Mouni pressed a teasing smile on her lips.

"We know... It's alright RaniMaa... It's what made you complete... It what would make all of us complete."
Raimoti narrowed her eyes at the words of the old woman, unable to fathom it's true connotation, as the Mouni guided her slowly to the huge adjacent bathroom.

"May Giridhari blesses you with all the happiness in the world."

Raimoti inhaled the fragnance of camphor happiness, lost in the warmth of DhaiMaa's words.

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Dear all,
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