The first daylight fell in the room through the window as the curtains blew lightly because of the wind. The calm atmosphere whispering in the room when the light fell on the two tangled figures on bed. The posture of the two figures were erotic yet other than the nature there's no one to witness it.
Nandini felt irritated when light fell on her face. She frowned at first then opened her eyes looking around through her blurry vision. She moved her body trying to get up but the heaviness on her body didn't let her. Her head turned towards the another figure soundly sleeping beside her.
Looking at his face suddenly she remembered what has happened. She slowly pushed his hand away and sat on bed arching her back. Her naked body was bathing under the sunlight but her face was expressionless. Her hair spread on her back giving a dark view. She sat there looking towards the window without any sound.
Manik stretched his hand searching on the bed but when he couldn't detect the person he opened his eyes only to see her sitting. He frowned slightly and sat on bed looking at her back. He reached out moving her hair and giving a gentle brush on her tender skin. Nandini however didn't react to his touch. His frown deepened. He moved closer and looked at her face. She was spacing out.
He leaned down planting a kiss on her shoulder, "what happened? You are spacing out"
Nandini didn't reply back. She just stared out of the window without a blink. This time Manik was confused and pinched her waist making her jump.
"Wha—" Nandini almost shouted yet when she saw him she stopped midway.
"What happened? I have been calling you for sometime yet you are not even responding. Do you want to play in the morning too?" He asked playfully.
Nandini frowned, "who could have the desire to play Samrat? I think last night was already enough for a lifetime"
"Lifetime?" Manik raised an eyebrow, "you really need some exercises to sharpen your mind dear wife. Because the game we started won't be stopping with one round. And as you picked the lifetime there will be countless action"
Nandini glared at him, "I am not into such play. Samrat play by yourself"
Manik smirked, "whether you want it or not, there will be time for you giving in and maybe even starting the game first"
Nandini couldn't bear his remark anymore as she grabbed the silk cloth that were covering their body and wrapped it around her. Without any words she moved towards the edge of the bed yet before her legs could touch the ground her body was pulled back and pressed on the bed once again.
"Where do you think you are going?" Manik asked using his deep husky voice. Nandini's heart flattered instantly. How can this man change the voice so fast?
"Samrat it's already morning. I have works to do" she placed her hand on his shoulder intending to push him away but Manik didn't let her.
"You are the mistress, there's no need for you to stress yourself so much" he leaned and kissed her neck. He sucked the skin biting it lightly. Nandini closed her eyes feeling helpless. She was never been intimate with a man before. She never thought of marriage either. But this man broke everything and pulled her into the marriage then even established the intimate connection with her. She could reject that couldn't she? But even though she has her resistance but she couldn't find herself to voice it out. She don't know why she always give into his seduction.
Manik's hand reached down to her lower region and pushed two digits inside making her flinch. She was already sore because of the last night activities so her skin was tender and sensitive. Her toes curled and she bit her lips. Manik looked to her expression and pulled his fingers out before rubbing the sensitive spot gently earning a pleasurable moan from her. His eyes darkened with need. He never thought he could ever be attracted towards opposite gender. But this woman beneath him was an exception. He dipped his head and was about to claim her lips when the noise outside the room stopped him. Manik slightly turned his head towards the door eyeing it closely. Knowing the situation he pulled away.
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The Barbaric Proposition {Royal Engagement Series 1}
Historical FictionThe Samrat of GANGGHOR has already reached his early age of thirty yet the position of his Samragyi was still empty. Even though the ministers of the royal court persuaded to claim the throne of Samragyi by sending their precious daughters in the Sh...