DHANRAJ SINGH THAKUR x RAGINI SINGH
Book 2 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥
This story depicts 'beauty and the beast', where the 'beauty' is unaware of her healing powers and divinity, and the 'beast' gets enchanted by her powers, and transforms himself compl...
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My Jaana is such a shy baby. I love to spend every moment with her. I know exactly that she wants to consummate this marriage, and to be honest I also want it now.
I was scared to touch her after knowing the trauma that I had inflicted upon her, but she was right when she said that I could make her feel good by giving her new memories.
"Manjle thakur, what should we prepare for the lunch?"
One of the servants asked me after greeting me, and I ordered him to prepare all the dishes that she liked.
I went back to the room, where she was coyly folding the comforters that I had left messed up on the bed.
"I'm sorry Jaana! I had to do it."
I apologised to her, and she frowned gazing at me.
"It's okay, thakur ji. I can do that."
I locked the door of the room silently, and began taking steps towards her. I encased my arms around her butyraceous tiny waist from behind, and she started giggling.
My cute shy baby!
"You won't baby me now, understand?"
She enquired, with utmost confidence, unlike the previous times when she couldn't utter a word before me.
"I will wife you now. Is it what Jaana wants?"
I asked, in a teasing tone, sucking on the skin of her neck, earning sweet and sensual moans from her. She nodded repeatedly, and I turned her around, so as to face me.
"Can you take me?"
I interrogated, in a heavy intimidating voice, and she gulped in response, before nodding slightly.
"We'll see it."
I asserted and picked her up by carrying her waist. She teetered her anklet clad legs playfully and I made her lie down on the bed, hovering over her.
She lifted her head a little up and pecked my cheek lovingly, followed by turning her face on the side, being shy of me.
"Jaana!"
I grunted, and she blushed. I was getting insatiable for her. Tracing her lips with my thumb lovingly, I began pecking every part of her petal soft lips from one side to the other.
She kept squirming coyly with each of my kiss. I slowly undid the safety pin that was holding her pallu. Her reaction, breath, fragrance and voice were driving me crazy.
I started sucking on her lissom neck, unfurling her pallu slowly on the bed.
Her breath fastened, her voluptuous bosom was rising and settling continuously. My palm traced the outline of her boobs, and she fisted her hands on my shirt, near the biceps.
She gulped, the three delicate lines on her lithe neck moved gracefully, arousing me terribly. I just didn't want the 'bull' in me to wake up because that could hurt my Jaana, and I certainly don't want that. I want to give good memories to her.
