Dark Souls √

20

Hell sent us the most evil disease and we humans called it 'love'

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She lifted her hands to push him only for him to catch them in mid air. He pulled away looking at her with the same passion filled eyes making her toe curl. 

"Remember that you only wanted this. I have not forced you into anything", he stated making her gulp as he removed the saree from her shoulder. She stared in his eyes for a while before looking away. She was too new to these things. She was not sure was she really ready to be that vulnerable in front of this man who had hurt her uncountable times. She took a deep breath muttering a small prayer in her mind looking back at him who was staring at her like a hawk.

She gulped in fear which made him look at her in amusement. She was really acting like a delicate doll in front of him when moments before she was kissing him to stop him from going out.

Was he going to leave her today?

The answer was no. He was not going to take any chance when it comes to her. She had already created so much trouble. This was the only possible way he could tame her. 

He unbuttoned his shirt slowly her eyes taking in every move of his. 

Her body started heating up again but this time she felt it weirdly nice.

The moment her mind registered what was happening she looked the other way feeling the heat collecting around her cheeks. She tried to leave but his hold on her wrist was tight and hot.

"Now my wife don't run like a little scared kitten. You asked everything and you are getting just what you wanted", he spoke lightly pushing her on the bed as she gulped again not able to look into his eyes anymore.

"I am scared", she whispered at this moment closing her eyes tightly.

"I am not going to eat you up if you are scared about that", he whispered in her ears making her gulp again struggling under him.

"What do you want than? You said you would always be nervous and you don't care anymore", he stated as she bit her lower lip realizing how much blunder she did.

"Will it hurt?", she asked staring in his eyes with doubt filled eyes making him laugh.

"It will", he stated making her eyes widen.

"I am not doing it. Please", she said struggling under him. She looked like a toddler running away from her bitter syrup.

"Mumma", she screamed when he didn't let her move.

"Come on, Kimaya. Don't act like this", he stated as she frowned with fear clearly visible in her eyes.

"I don't know. Let me go, please. I don't know anything about this. I am completely clueless about this thing", she spoke pleading.

"What do you want me to do than? How long you are going to run away?", he asked looking at her as she stared back at him with confusion. She took a deep breath before nodding her head. 

"I promise I would be gentle", he whispered kissing her again as her heartbeat increased. 

She blinked few times trying to control her emotions and brain who was telling her to push him again. 

He was nothing like the man she thought she would marry. She accept that she once thought a guy like him is possible in reality but than she accepted her reality. She expected to get married to some random guy that's why she was never worried about her looks.