Thakur's Healer | 18+ ✅

65. Breaking the New Bed 🌶️

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Mandira had slept after playing with Manu for half an hour. I fed her properly before she fell asleep.

'knock knock'

This must be thakur ji. I opened the gate, but she was ma.

"Umm... Ragini bete! I am all alone tonight, and I loved how Mandira was playing with me. Um..can I sleep with her tonight? Give her to me."

She asked randomly, my gaze flickered a little and suddenly thakur ji came up behind her.

"Yes! Jaana, let ma sleep with Mandiru tonight."

Ma smirked, but tried her best to hide it. I understood immediately what this mother son duo was planning. To be honest, I also wanted it. It's been such a long time.

"Okay ma, but if she troubles you, you may bring her back."

I muttered in a soft tone, lowering her gaze.

"Okay, my child."

She mumbled, caressing my cheek and pecking my forehead lovingly before coming into the room and picking Mandira in her arms quietly, not letting her wake up.

Something ached inside me as she went away with her. Tears pooled up in my eyes, gazing at my boobs. Little Mandiru has become an integral part of my life now, and she is irreplaceable.

"I know you are missing her already. I miss her too. The smell of baby products has taken over the fragrance of our sensuality, and this transformation is beautiful, but that is also important, right?."

He groaned getting into the room, and slowly closed the door.

"She is a baby, our baby. She may have stolen these boobs from me, but she certainly doesn't deserve to listen to your moans."

He asserted, making me chuckle at his words.

"Ma was right. Motherhood completes a woman. It strengthens her."

I muttered, walking to him, and sitting on his lap.

"It awakens the Goddess within a woman, but you were always divine."

He whispered in a heavy arousing tone, making me blush.

"Stop!"

My voice came out low and sensual as I felt his long rough fingers tracing my face from temple to chin.

"It's been eleven months, Jaana. Can I take you now?"

He asked me like a gentleman, his voice dominating yet caring. I smiled, nodding significantly at his words. Tucking his finger on the sleeve of my nighty, he pulled it low, letting one of my boob spill out of it.

I inhaled deeply, sucking on my lower lip. All of it felt so new as if it was our first time.

He gently cupped my boob, and squeezed it a little. A few drops of milk leaked out of it.