Under the King's GAZE || MaNan

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"Tab kaise batate—chodiye–aap upar aaiye aur seedha laetiye—"

He got up and came on her—taking her lips in his—he kissed her with all his passion and might. Cuddling her hard into himself he caressed her hips.

"Aapko khana kaisa laga?" she whispered.

"behadd swaad tha— mujhe toh pata hi nahi tha ki sundar auraten khana bhi itnaaaa badhiya pakati hain

Cupping her lips with her palm, she laughed a little melody.

"Sach? Hume toh lag raha tha ki sada bhojan hi bana hoga. Pata nahi ranimaa ko kaisa kaisa laga hoga!"

Silence prevailed and both were busy noticing the patterns of the roof. Dim lights gave them ample space to wander in their thoughts.

After few minutes, mrityunjay broke the silence and she looked at him.

"Rajmata hai voh! Raani maa thi jab hum chote the"

"Tohh farq kya hua? Ab bhi aap rani maa se chote hi hain—rajmata toh pura rajya bulata hai unhe—toh hum kuch aur bulate hain chaliye"

She played with his hair, giving him all the ideas. Holding her palms in his he freed his hair. He turned her and spooned her from behind. Taking her hair at side, he gazed at her back which held her blouse with tight strings attached.

"Rani-maa maloom hai kaun hoti hai?"

"Aaahhh—"

A tight lipped moan escaped the little one as he tightened her strings to an extent that it must have left impressions.

"Ye kya—karre hain?? Dard —"

Cupping her neck with his palms, he shushed her up... "Bardaash kar."

Taking her even more close to himself, he laid her head on his biceps and spooned her, giving a long featuring lick to her side neck and finally kissing her cheek at end. The lick gave shivers to her as she closed her eyes and held his hand tightly (the hand that held her stomach entirely)

"Hmm—bata—" he husked in her ear.

"N–nahi pata—voh rani hain aur maa hai toh humne ranimaa bol diya—------ab dori dheela keejiye—"

It was now that she realised that her breasts were almost out of the cover as they escaped the tightness long back. Half of her nipples were exposed to air to which she immediately tried to cover it with her palms but before she could manik held her soft balls in her palms and gave a sexy press.

"Um–emhem"

Getting excited, he held her blouse and pushed it down bringing her breasts out of the hold. Her bangles and payal giggled as she in her best potential tried to hold his palms from all the unholy things he was upto.

Playing with her nipples, and stroking his tips on her areola, he dig himself in her ear and whispered, "Rani maa, mere hone wale bache apni amma ko bolenge—-kyunki tab tak voh yuvraj honge—-jiss din ye singhasan unka hoga—-tab mere beto'n ki amma unke liye raj mata ba jayengi"

(Meanwhile he pressed her breasts like a soft ball, hard and continuous as if he wanted to pour out all the nectar they had—if any)

"Samjh bani kuch–"

She looked at him sideways as if showing him eyes to leave her chest for god sake. Unaffected with which he further said, "Aur rani toh raja ki hoti hai na—toh jab mere baalak'on kya bhiyah hoga toh unki raani aayegi—-unki amma toh meri hi rani hogi bas"

"Aur kon hogi aapke baalak'on ki raani maa??"

Listening to her question, he knew now she is caught in his game! He knows she is possessive but still ignorant to the fact that they both are together romantically and pretty seriously.

He left her and laid on his back. She turned to him and asked him again, "Bataiye maharaj! Aapko toh sab gyaan hai—kon hogi aapke bet'on (sons) ki amma??"

Starring in her eyes, he kept silent to boil her blood further. She waited for some time and sat on the bed, stroking her long hair to untangle them.

"Hogi—meri rani hogi—-kadd lamba ho uska—-"

Getting extremely offended by this as she knows the height difference between them.....she immediately cut him off and spoke in a serious tone"

"KON HOGI???"

He smiled and pretended to notice the roof patterns and played with his kalava tied on the wrist.

"Batare hain ya nahi—-idhar dekhen jab main bolri hoon kuch—-main dewaar se baat nahi ladari hoon"

Pulling him hand she brought his attention on her. But all she could see was him looking at her chest which popped up a little too much as the tight strings elevated them evoking a gush of emotions in mrityunjay to play with the brown nub in the silence and golden dim lights.

"Boliye—nahi toh isse upar karlungi turant" pointing towards her

naked chest she held her blouse to blackmail him.

"Karke dikha upar—-kal poora din na pehenne dunga—likhke lele—--"

His laughter and chill dilled tone didnt let her stay in relief. It fumed her even more. And she was a wild cat now. With all the love and priority he gave her—it was beyond doubt that she not only got wings but claws as well.

She sat on her knees on the bed... took her hair back, yet didnt let him see her properly as she covered her nipples with the fingers, leaving the outline of it for him to see and crave.. She smiled as his gaze didnt leave her and the glint in his eyes spoke everything she wanted to listen. All his attention and thoughts were her and that's all she wanted.

But as he could prosper and take her in his arms and give a sweet soft kiss on her lips—she quickly like a current...pulled her blouse up and covered herself...he immediately curved his eyebrows and looked at her with irritation as if in a blink the king lost a diamond. He couldnt process it, while she pushed him back on the bed and ran making the loudest noise of her payal in the whole chamber.