Long time ago on my Instagram account: theriverbleedsofficial I had posted a combo reel of all three couples from THE ELITE SERIES. Each couple has a lyric as a tagline.
Like The Elite Bride ~ Janaki and Raghav have: I was enchanted to meet you.
Similarly, The Elite Pride ~ Chandani and Adityadev have : Its you and me, that's my whole world.
The Elite Games ~ Lilith and Matteo have : Don't blame me, love made me crazy.
Hence, The Elite Series (previously called as The Royal Trio) has this tagline : It only gets darker.
The reel has aesthetics of all three couples. And all the characters are a chesspieces on the chessboard. Wait for all of it to fall in place. Every secret will lead to something darker and in the end of The Elite Series you will get to know why the tagline is : It gets darker.
J A N A K I
I was panting. Heaving, because I was so aroused. And suddenly he started to lean away from me. The coolness in the room suddenly hit me leaving goosebumps in its trail.
"Raghav, you better not kid me. Finish what you started." I moaned.
He leaned towards me, his warmth embracing me. He hummed against my core and the vibration of his hum made me jolt.
"Princess." He said before he gently kissed my shoulder blade and then he did something that made me whimper.
He slanted his tongue against my clit while inserting a finger in me. He slurped my arousal. The friction of his tongue tearing me apart, literally and figuratively.
His other hand twisted my nipple almost peeling it off my body and I arched my body against the bed.
"My beautiful, gorgeous wife falling apart for me, what a sight, now I can die as a happy man." He breathed against my slick core. The warmth of his breath was a contradiction to the sweat beading on my chest. It was an irony, hot and cold just like us.
Another finger. And I screamed.
His other hand which was earlier twisting my nipples pressed against my mouth and my muffled voices against his palm. One more touch added onto my lust for his proper touch.
It was like I was starving for him touch me, dying for him to grip me. I was a woman writhing in list and salvation of my husband's touch.
"Shh, love. The guests will wake up to the sweet harmony of your voices. Can't let other people listen to you screaming for me. I can only allow them to listen to you begging and dying for my touch. So beg me to touch you. Beg for me, love." he grunted as I aligned my pussy with his erection.
"I- Please." I begged for him.
"Please what?" he asked while being knuckles deep inside me.
I squirmed and writhed beneath him. "Please just fuck me already, asshole." I yelled in agony and desire. I couldn't care less about anyone listening in on us. They can fuck off, because right now I only care about my bastard of a husband who is using my needs to not fulfill my desires.
"Haw! Now that's not how a princess talks. Its blasphemy." He chuckled but his hand clasped around my throat. Tight. Like a vice. Choking less and strangling more.
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The Elite Bride ( I was enchanted to meet you, princess )
Romance𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 Dazed. I was dazed. Fierce black eyes, upturned and large stared back at me; they looked liquid brown as the sunlight kissed her face. They were glazing flames of defiance, pinched with a tad bit...
