Ishq Wala Love❣️❤️

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Mehr-un-nissa was sitting in her room, on her bed all dolled up for the wedding night.

A shy smile grazed her lips as she thought about it. About her Shah.

She heard the door being opened and then shut. She heard his footsteps and her breathing wavered.

Ibrahim smiled seeing her beautiful face downcasted with shyness. He could see her chest heaving.

He sat in front of her and slowly forwarded the pouch in front of her.

She looked at him through her lashes.

"Aapke liye! Aapka tohfa!"

She gracefully accepted it and whispered.

"Shukriya!"

She opened it and smiled seeing a pair of the most beautiful anklets she had ever seen.

"Behad khoobsurat hai. Shukriya!"

She again said and he smiled.

"Pehna du?"

He asked and she slowly forwarded it to him. Pulling her joda a little she forwarded her legs. Her cheeks reddened even more as he softly made her wear the anklets.

"Behad khubsurat lag rhi hai aap. Waise toh hamesha hi lagti hai lekin aaj kuch alag hi hai. Aaj aap hamari begum hai."

She blushed deeper and he called her softly.

"Ek dafa hamari taraf dekhengi nhi begum? Aapke shohar itne bhi bure nhi dikhte."

He teased her and she chuckled slightly. He held her chin and made her look into his eyes and oh boy! He was gone!

"Ma sha allah!"

He whispered involuntarily and softly kissed her head making her clutch her joda tightly.

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His lips trailed down and he pecked her eyes one by one. He then placed a soft peck on her nath clad nose making her giggle. Her breath hitched as he pecked her cheeks one by one.

He pulled back and looked at her. She had her eyes shut tightly.

"Mehr! Hamari taraf dekhein."

She shook her head making him smile and he leaned in and took her lips in a soft kiss making her mind go numb. It was the first time someone was touching her so intimately. And not just someone. Her husband. Her majazi khuda.

Ibrahim's condition was no different. He was feeling foreign emotions inside him. Being close to a woman so intimately for the first time did something to him. Specially when the woman was his wife.

He kissed her softly. Taking his time to explore her. After some time she tried to reciprocate and he smiled at her attempts.

He cupped her face and deepened the making. A low moan came from her mouth making him increase his pace. She herself was shocked. How can she release such a sensual sound.

He pulled back from the kiss only to see her completely red. Her chest heaving heavily. Lip tint completely gone. Still she looked very beautiful.

He made her look at him and slowly started getting rid of the jewellery and hair pins. She looked at him with a desirous expression.

After making her devoid of her jewellery and pins he got rid of his own.

Removing his sherwani he was left in his kurta and salwar. She too bad been made devoid of her joda and lay in her simple gown.

She laid back in the center of the bed and he hovered over her.

She clutched his kurta as he dug his face in her neck making her close her eyes and welcome in gracefully.

He started unzipping her gown and pulled it down her shoulders. He kissed her bare shoulders and she shuddered in his arms.

He smiled seeing his effect on her. Taking her lips in another soft kiss he trailed his hands down her stomach and caressed it making her moan between the kiss.

She clutched his hair softly and pulled him more closer. He pulled her gown down till her stomach. Her bosoms covered with a cloth wrapped around them.

He too got rid of his kurta and hovered over her again. He untied the cloth around her breast and freed them making her turn around in shyness.

He turned her again and kissed her to calm her. She gasped as he pinched her nipple and kissed the other one taking it in his mouth.

She arched her back and pulled him more into her. He trailed kisses down her stomach and licked and teased her navel making her squirm.

He then got up and looked into her eyes. He slowly leaned in to kiss her again. Her breath hitched when he started pulling her gown down her body leaving it naked to his eyes.

He didn't look down. Not yet. He looked into her eyes for silent permission and when she lowered them in shyness he kissed her head and got up to get rid of his salwar.

She looked away in shyness. She bit her lip when she felt him positioning himself near her entrance.

Her breathing wavered and heartbeat fastened in nervousness.

He came up to kiss her and she felt him slowly entering her. Her eyes shut tightly and she clung to him as pain shot through her body.

He caressed her hair and murmured sweet things to her. He stilled inside her giving her time to adjust.

He felt her body slowly loosen up and taking the cue he started moving inside her at a slow pace. He looked into her eyes and she looked down due to shyness.

Making her look up he kissed her head moving inside her slowly.

The night witnessed the passionate and pure union of the two souls who accepted each other as each other's. The moon shied away and bid behind a curtain of clouds as the two basked in the aftermath of their love making.

Mehr-un-nissa felt happy and lucky. She had heard from her dasis that the other kings would he so rough with their wives but Ibrahim was the complete opposite.

The way he touched her and worshipped her body made her feel loved and cherished.

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