𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 (𝟏𝟖+) ✅

40

LONG MATURE CHAPTER. 

Akshat

"When did you figure out Kunal was the one spying on you?" I asked furrowing my brows.

"I heard him talking on the phone and he didn't sound normal to me, then I followed him and figured he was the one planning all this...so I built the safehouse with the help of our previous guards, I was safe until this morning but then he found me I don't know how and then his men outnumbered us, so..." she said the last line sadly.

"You did great, Princess," I said cupping her cheeks, "I am so sorry for underestimating you, you're a tough woman who doesn't need anyone's protection, I knew you would have done it on your own even getting out from his clutched, I just happen to be there, I'm sorry I pushed you away because I never wanted you to handle it"

"You can't run from reality, Aksh," she said sadly.

"I was born into this world and I will die in this, I just wanted you to fight for me, for us and you did in the end," She completed.

"How did you know, I wasn't dead? DNA test?" she inquired after some time.

"I don't need a shitty piece of test to tell me, my princess is dead or not, I won't live the next breath if you're not in this world, my love." I said stroking her cheeks.

She opened her arms and enveloped me, drawing me close with a gentle force. Her hands found my face, her touch tender yet deliberate, as she planted kisses on my nose, left cheek, and right cheek, each imprinting a trace of her affection. Moving with swift grace, she straddled me, still fully clothed, her hands resting on my cheeks as she settled atop my undeniable arousal. Her eyes closed in an attempt to immerse herself in the moment as she began to move, her body slowly rocking against mine, eliciting a gasp of heat from my lips.

"Princess," I managed, my voice strained with desire.

"Princess, wait," I interrupted, holding her gently but firmly. The dampness of her lips lingered from her earlier nibbles, her eyes ablaze with emotion and longing.

"Are you sure?" I inquired, searching for confirmation. In response, she silenced me with a fervent kiss, her lips meeting mine in a passionate affirmation. I reciprocated, my hands finding her waist as I lowered her onto the bed, hovering over her.

"Princess, this can wait, if you're not—" I began, but she silenced me with a finger to my lips, her expression shy yet determined.

"I want this," she declared, offering a shy smile. I acquiesced, my hands resuming their exploration of her waist as I kissed her with a mix of intensity and tenderness.

In that moment, it felt as if I could lose myself entirely in her. Every longing and yearning surged to the surface as our lips met once more, our kisses growing more fervent and consuming. As our mouths danced together, I captured her lower lip between my teeth, teasing it gently before biting down. Moving to her upper lip, I savoured its softness, relishing in its delicate texture. Cupping her jaw, I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring the recesses of her mouth, savouring the taste of her.

As she began to struggle for breath, I reluctantly released her, still holding her jaw in my hand. "Breathe," I urged, my own breaths coming heavily.

She obeyed, drawing in three deep breaths, her throat working to its full capacity. "You're mine, Princess," I murmured into her ear, my voice rough with desire, as my hands trailed from her jaw to her throat. "And I'm going to show you exactly what that means."

Her cheeks flushed under my touch as I caressed them, her eyes fluttering shut as a single tear escaped. Tenderly, I kissed away the tear, then proceeded to place gentle kisses on each of her closed eyelids. Moving down, I planted a kiss on her cute little nose before my hand deftly undid the cotton innerwear with a single motion, revealing her plump, awaiting breasts.