Part 2 of the Rajvanshi series.
To write a tale of emotions.
Of hate, of pain, of joy, of love.
What happens when faith plays it game to bring two people together? When the past of one threatens to rain fire on the lives they built together?
Will...
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She is staring at me, unblinking and not moving. Did she not hear me? I bend forward and fist the neckline of her top and tear it down. I've actually lost count of how many clothes she has lost because I tear them off. Next, I unbutton her jeans and pull them down. I have zero regard for her clothes at the moment so I rip the rest of them as well, until she is stark naked infront of me. The fire in her eyes burns bright. It always tells me that I have an equal and as much as I like it, today I want to break it all down. The same way she was trying to break me by leaving.
She sits up and my clothes meet the same fate. She tears my t-shirt, and throws away my sweats and boxers. I grab her hair to pull her up a little. "Suck." I've never talked to her in such a tone. One that says she is beneath me. Because she isn't. But today, here on this bed, I'll do whatever the fuck I want and she'll take it. The submission in her eyes satisfies me. She isn't against this. She holds my thigh and takes me in her mouth. Her warmth greets me and i love it. I grab her head and thrust into the warmth mercilessly. She is my wife but right now, she is just the one person that can piss me off because I care about her and since she has done that, this is what she gets.
Tears fall from her eyes and saliva drips down her chin. Still the most beautiful woman ever. She taps my thigh and I pull out. She breathes in as much oxygen as she can and when she looks better I push her down on the bed and flip her on her stomach. I grab her hips and pull them up. I place a pillow under her and yank her head back. "You did what you wanted, now I'll do what I want." A sob breaks out of her but I realize it's frustration. She wants this, all of this excites her. If her dripping cunt is a sign then she loves it more than I do.
Dirty whore.
"Count." With that I smack her ass and yelp escapes her. I smack it again, alot harder. "I SAID COUNT WHORE." She moaned she fucking moaned. I knew she was a freak. A psychopath too, probably. "One." I smack her again. "You like this, don't you? You like being degraded? You little slut."
I smack her again, "two", she keeps on counting until I am satisfied with her red ass. She is gonna have trouble sitting. I give her a last one. "Ahh, thirty. Please..."
"Please what? What do you want?"
"You. Please. Just fuck me." I am so hard, it fucking hurts. And the bedsheet is a mess under her. That must be uncomfortable. But I am not done this easily. I get off the bed and go to the closet. I come back out and turn her on her back. Her face is flushed. It's literally only red and her cheeks have tear stains. She still has them flowing out of her eyes but I don't care about those right now. If she wants she can just use her safeword and I'll be off of her. I take the tie I brought with me and tie her hands up to the bed. I use my other two ties to tie up her legs to the bed as well. Now she is there, all tied up and spread out.
I pull out the vibrator from the table beside the bed and judging by the look she gives me, she knows exactly what I am going to do to her. The anxiousness, a hint of fear and lust in her eyes is all I need before I attack her neck with my mouth. I suck and bite, time for kisses is gone. I leave marks all over her. I go lower towards her breast and bite and suck on it to. The vibration echo in the room as I rub the vibrator on her nipple. I just had my mouth on it, it's definitely sensitive. She screams so loud, if I had neighbors, they would come here to see what's wrong.
She tugs at her restraints but nothing happens. I torture her breasts all the while she cries and begs me to stop and just fuck her. "If you actually want me to stop, say the safeword. Nothing else will help you." When she still doesn't say it, I go lower to her core. I run the vibrator against her thigh and she tries to pull away. Good thing I tied her up. I keep the vibrator right over her clit and step away from her. She moans and groans, from pleasure and just when she was about to reach her high, I pull it away. She curses at me. "What are you doing Satan? If you're not going to fuck me or make me come, just untie me." I glare at her. Did she forget what we are doing? Seems like it. Nevermind though I'll definitely remind her.
I repeat the process for four to five more times, edging her, and when I finally take the vibrator away, she whimpers. "Please Abhi. Please. Why are you doing this to me? Because I told you that I love you? What's so wrong with that?" She is crying and this time seeing her like this hurt me.
I broke my wife's brain. Congratulations to me.
"You think I'll punish you for being in love?" I grab her face in my hand and Squish it tightly. "I am doing this so you know the next time to not pull shit like you did today. To tell you that you're mine. You say you can't see me dead, then how am I supposed to feel when you meet that fate? Huh? Do you even care about my feelings?" She doesn't say anything, just closes her eyes and shakes her head, as if what I am saying is all wrong. I swear I want to strangle her.
So I let go of her face and give her what she wants. I enter her in one swift motion and thrust into her like a caveman. I've been depriving myself in all this for so long. We haven't had sex in around two weeks and as crazy as it sounds, that's alot of time. I pound into her and clench my jaw. She is so warm and so fucking perfect. But I am mad at her right now, can't forget that.
She screams as her orgasm hits her and I make sure to give her another right after it. This goes on and on for a while. I keep on thrusting and she moans. "Please, more." She gasps for air as I bite onto her nipple while I pinch the other with my hand. I am not trying to be gentle. And she knows that. "Oh fuck. Abhi....shit. Faster." And I comply. I'll give her all she wants. I come as well but I don't stop there. I take the vibrator again and place it right over her clit. She jerks at the contact and tries to get away. She shakes her head as tears stream down her pretty face. She has already come four times and now she is extremely sensitive. This will do for now. "I'll go take a shower, you have fun here witch." With that I walk into the bathroom and stand under the water. I can hear her cries and her screams from the bedroom.
I should probably stop. This isn't me. But she really brings out the best and the worst in me. I wash up and pull on some sweats and t-shirt and then walk out to the room to see her about to pass out. She looks at me at says in a very low voice, "Strawberry."
I run and pull the vibrator away. I untie her legs and then her hands and then pull her closer to me. She resists. "No, I don't want to talk to you. You left me here."
"To punish you. You could've said the word before and I would've sprinted out of the bathroom to free you." I pull the hair away from her face and cup it in my hands. "You did so good here. So well." She falls on the bed and closes her eyes. I pick her up and take her to the bath I prepared while in the shower. I put her in and she relaxes, all the while I change the sheets and clean the room which literally smells like sex.
After she is done, I pick her up again, pat her with a towel and lay her on the bed. She looks tired and so I just lay down beside her and run my fingers in her hair. "I understand you Abhi, I really do. I did what I felt was best at the moment. I didn't think much. I am sorry. I don't wish to leave you either. But I just feel like a monster. One that I've been reminded of time and time again. I didn't think I deserve you." She has her eyes closed and all this is literal mumbles. "Once a monster, always a monster."
"Not when you love it." I don't think she heard me. She just fell asleep. But if she thinks killing a man to protect herself makes her a monster, I don't know what she is going to make of me. Because I promise to kill Atharv Singhania myself.
And no one can stop me.
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I am sorry if the smut wasn't up to the mark. I've fallen ill and this is all I could come up with.
