"Kya boli tu," Manik asked, his voice strained as he controlled his anger, while he turned around, walking towards her.
Nandini stood her ground, until he started to step into her space, making her retreat back a step, placing her hand on his chest to stop him as she said, "Apne ek aurat ke saath doh raat bitayi thi. Lekin jab aapne kaha ki aap dono ke beech kuch nahi hua, maine uss baat ka yakeen kiya. Aur aaj jab main chahti hu ki aap mera yakeen kare, aap meri jagah apne bhai ki baat ko darja de rahe hain jisne mere saath zabardasti ki."
Nandini looked at him as he said, "Essa nahi hain ki main tujh par yakeen nahi kar raha." Manik sighed as he said, "Jitna waqt maine tere saath guzara hain, mujhe pata hain ki tu sach bol rahi thi. Shayd kal voh sab dekhte hue bhi yakeen tha ki tu essi nahi hain. Lekin tumhe mujhe bhi samjhna hoga na. Kal woh sab dekhte hue, mujhe tu nahi, humara aaj nahi lekin mere chaar saal pehle yaad joh sab hua woh yaad aaya. Aur uss waqt main nahi chahta tha ki main apne hosh kho kar tujhe jaane anjaane main takleef du, iss liye vaha se chala gaya."
Raising his eyes, their gaze met as he said, "Mujhe teri har baat par yakeen hai. Bus iss baat se sharminda tha ki maine tujhe ek pal ke liye essi aurat se jod diya joh apne hi bache ki na ho paayi aur aaj ussi bache par, woh tera naa ho kar bhi, tune usse uss darje par rakha joh uski sagi maa ne bhi nahi diya."
Holding, her hand resting on his chest, Nandini was in tears, overwhelmed when he said, "Aur meri unn galtiyo koh maaf kiya, jinke liye maafi bohot choti cheez ho, sirf humare rishte ko nibhane ke liye, tujhe kyu lagta hain ki mujhe tujh par vishwas nahi hoga."
"Sachi?" Nandini asked softly, making his lips curve in a smile as he nodded. She smiled until it wiped off as she gasped when he suddenly twisted the hand he was holding over her back, not hurting, tugging her closer as he asked, "Ab talaaq ki baat kare?"
Nandini looked at him as she tried to get out of his hold and nervously asked, "Kaunsa talaaq?"
"Kaunsa talaaq? Itni jaldi bhul gayi?" Manik asked sarcastically, making Nandini look at him, fiddling as he towered over her, her hand holding on to the dresser behind her as she gasped when his lips crashed against her. His hand moved to her hair, tugging them, raising her head and holding her as their lips moved against each other. She pushed his chest, making him pull away as she breathed deeply, whimpering as his hold on her hair tightened as he threatened her, "Aaj ke baad talaq ki baat galti se bhi mat karna. Kyuki ab tujhe mujhse alag maut ke ilawa kuch nahi kar sakti."
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The curtains swayed away with the wind as the soft chiming of anklets along with breathless gasps rang in the silence of the room at night as two bodies moved against each other, veiled by the blanket. Manik's lips moved against hers in a passionate kiss, sucking and biting her bottom lip, while his hands fondled her bosoms as he had her legs wrapped around his waist as thrusted in and out of her tightness.
Breaking apart from the kiss, Nandini breathed deeply, her hands clenching around his shoulders, her head arching and eyes closing as he continued to move while his lips travelled to her breasts, biting and sucking over the softness, leaving behind red marks.
She gasped as he pulled her legs over his shoulders, tangling their hands and holding it over her head, making her whimper as he thrusted in, deeper than before. Her fingers clenched around him as he hit her pleasurable spot while he whispered against her lips, "Aankhe khol."
Her eyes, hazed over with desire, opened, meeting his. He tugged at her hair, holding her gaze as she was ready to avert them in shyness, his movements turning slow, pushing against her g spot as he asked, "Tu kiski biwi hai?"
"Aapki," Nandini whispered, her voice hoarse as she tried to hold his gaze amidst the pleasure. Her gaze widened as he asked, "Main kaun."
When he got no response, her eyes shut tightly as he grabbed her bottom, raising her, pushing deeper. He hummed for an answer, making her cry out in frustration as her body drenched with their sweat as he continued to hit her spot, pulling away as soon as she was approaching her climax, torturing her till he got what he wanted.
His name. From her mouth. As he helped her reach her pleasure.
Her eyes were watered, dazed with desire and love, as they met his dark gaze with her hands curled around his, her vermilion smudged with his love as their bodies tangled with each others in the closest way as her back arched as she reached her climax while crying out, "Manik."
The End!🥺❤️
Hi my dear readers! So, this was the end of Insatiable Desires. Totally tried to give the fitting ending. Truthfully, this book started as just a small piece with nervousness as it included the dark content. But, I had no idea I would enjoy writing it tremendously. And it couldn't have been possible without all of you. Your amazing comments, love for this story and encouragements was what got me going, even at three at night.I'll dearly miss all of you! 🫶
A special thanks to @Buterfly1232 @Lovingkindness22 and @Karishmachaudhary681 for the translations (sorry if I forgot someone. Please do let me know) But, I really appreciate the help🥰
Will try giving you guys an epilogue soon and bonus chapters occasionally.
But this is it 🥹
Hopefully will see you in my next story!
Till then, goodbye and take care ❤️
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Insatiable Desires
General FictionA story set in 1960s where an eighteen year old is wedded off to the Sarpanch of the village who is fifteen years her senior. 🔞 Contains mature content and domestic abuse. Reader's discretion is warned.
