Saajna

13

" I DON'T FUCKING CARE. DO WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU CAN, I WANT IT DONE BY TOMORROW. UNDERSTAND"

There were many things Anika expected to happen once she was inside her bedroom but seeing her husband yelling at the phone was not one of them.

Rudra was fuming with anger and whoever was on the other side of the phone was on the receiving end. His shoulders tensed, fist clenching as he was shouting profanities.

She wanted to go check on him but the angry look on his face made her stay rooted to place she was standing at.

Anger was something she wasn't good at handling but it seems like it's her husband's first emotion. Even though Rudra never showed his anger to her like his was showing the poor person on the opposite side of the call, it was an instinct for her to stay away or shield herself when someone has lost their temper.

Life has taught her well.

The more you'll stay away, the more you'll stay safe.

At home Neeti was their with her anger issues but it was never more than a few slaps and long lectures of discipline and if it was becoming worse her kaka sa was their to save her.

But School and College were totally different . There wasn't anyone to save her ,no one to stand up for her, no one to take her side. The amount of bullies taught her how to live in a shadow.

"Rudra" She mumbles.

No response.

"Rudra" She tried again, a bit loudly.

This time he finally looked at her, removing the phone from his ear he put it in front of his mouth; screen display light up projecting the lights on the ceiling. "I'll call you later" He told the person on the phone and hang up before throwing it on the bed.

"Come here" He called pointing two fingers at her and curling them.

With slow steps Anika make her way to him, gulping when she reached. When Rudra is angry he becomes very scary and never in her life she wanted be the cause of his anger. God knows what he will do to her.

She exhale a long breathe when he bends down to kiss her forehead, pressing his head against her after the kiss. "What did you call me?" He asked, voice deep, sending a shiver down her spine.

"N-Nothing" She said in meek voice taking a step back.

" It wasn't 'nothing'. I'm sure I heard you say something else " He took a step forward.

"I-I j-just called your n-name" She started again, moving backwards. "I w-won't ever again if you don't l-like-

She was cut off by her own gasp when Rudra hooked his index finger in her 'mangalsutra' and pulled her closer.
Slowly inching his free hand into her hair at her nape and giving a hard tug to lift her face up, causing her to wince a little at the pain he presses his lips to hers and whispers "what's my name beautiful?"

"Rudra" She wishper, almost scared while looking at him with wide eyes. Her pupils dilated. He was looking at her too with nothing but adoration.

And the next moment she was pushed on the soft mattress of her bed with Rudra's tounge exploring her mouth. "I fucking love it." He wanted to say much more than that like how his name form her lips sounded the best thing ever, like he wanted her to repeat it again and again or better record it and he will listen it on loop. He never released she never called him by his name.

"I fucking love it when you take my name" He adds as he wrap his arm around her waist pulling her impossibly close. He nuzzle into her neck leaving open mouth kisses.

A whines left her lips when he nipped, hands griping his biceps before trying to push him back.

The hulk of a man wasn't moving an inch , causing a whimper to escape. Rudra pulled back and kissed every inch of her face "I have been thinking about you all day" He told her.

He pulled the 'saree pallu' aside and smirk looking at her cleavage covered in hickies and marks he left there last night. His hand working to get rid of her blouse.

Her eyes was following every movement of his when Rudra started discarding his clothes. Tan hard muscled chest with dust of hair, 6 packs of abs that made her want to run her fingers over.

The pale crescent moon was shining in the night sky, casting slivery glow on the greek god before her eyes.

"Like what you see?" He smirked when she quickly turned her head lowering her eyes. Her ears turning bright red as her heart beat accelerates, biting her lips she squeeze her eyes shut.

He laughed and hover over her, gripping her jaw he kissed her pouty lips slightly. "See all you want.........tumhara hu" He husks.

A desperate moan slips past her lips in reply. Rudra slipped his hand from her jaw to her neck applying a little pressure while his other hand moves towards her thighs, nudging them apart.

Anika whimper, her body quivering beneath him as he entered. Her hands wrapped around his neck, nails scratching leaving red welts along his back.

Pure desire, bodies tangled, ruffled sheets, her sweet little cries and moans resonating in the sliver iluminated room as both their bodies chase their own pleasure.

"Rudra" She moaned his name shuddering as she road the ecstasy, hearing his heavy groans and growls as he finished himself in her.

Putting his whole weight on her and nuzzle into her neck. "I can't breathe..." Anika exclaimed, her voice muffled trying to pull herself away to get a breath of air.

However, her husband was not having it. He flipped both of them so she was on top of him. "Better? " Rudra kissed her head checking if she was ok.

"Umm...hmm" She mumbled nodding her head in his chest. She put her plam on his chest and pushed herself upward, coming in front of his face she peck his lips and quickly ducked down to hide in his chest, leaving him laughing at her antics.

He flipped them again and get down from the bed. He grabbed his sweatpants from the floor before wearing it and move in the direction of their bathroom.

Laying there she took a gulp of air to steady her nerves, her mind still cloudy from all the pleasure she received. Her mouth tilted upwards in a small smile seeing Rudra coming out with a wet towel in his hand.

"Open those legs sweetheart" His coos softly, smiling once she obediently did what she was told.

He cleaned her up and tossed the wet cloth on the laundry basket. He bend down to kissed her just below abdomen before getting on the bed and spooning her. His one hand wrapped around her chest and other substituting her pillow.