Shadow and Light

49

The Shadow

We left the dinner hall as quickly as possible, Ranvijay kept nudging me to eat as quickly as I could. I had to basically shove everything down my throat because my husband was impatient.

"I am your wife, we can do this every day" I tell him as we walk back to our quarters, "But we don't" he says, cocking an eyebrow at me, I sigh. Its not that I don't want to...sleep with him, but I knew I was having a visitor tonight.

His mouth is on me even before we fully enter our room, his hands gripping my face, our tongues having a rogue war inside my mouth. His tongue brushed against my lips sending ripples down my body, my core throbbed in-between my legs.

I moaned in his ear when his lips found the dip in my collarbones, kissing and licking it wet, just the way my cunt felt.

"Fuck" he said looking my eyes, his filled with lust, mine with apologies.

I loved him. And I didn't want to hurt him.

My hands found the button of his sherwani, opening them one by one, my hands hurried, however much I was afraid of the impending future, I was not going to waste an opportunity to fuck my husband.

He undid the lace of my skirt; it went to my knees and I stepped out of it.

He turned me around, caressing my back, slowly opening the threads, my blouse loosened with every thread, ultimately falling foreword, I was naked. Utterly naked. He sucked in a breath, looking at me, he cupped my cheeks, and said, "Your beauty engulfs my senses every single time, Little Killer." He kissed me with such slowness, taking every second as if I would disappear into thin dust if he moved even a little bit faster.

His hands roamed on my back before settling on my hips, he gripped my ass, making me moan from the pleasure that will ensue, his fingers found my wet core from the behind, parting my legs a little, he stroked the entrance of my vagina making me shudder and break his kiss.

"On the bed" I breathe out, he smiles and lifts me like a baby. He drops me on the bed, taking off his pants, his length staring back at me, it was hard and I salivated looking at it.

"With time my love" he laughed and got on top of me, one his hands entwining with mine, as he kept kissing me, my lips, my cheeks, my neck.

My moans kept coming as he made his way down to my stomach just above my naval, licking and sucking leaving behind red-blue marks.

His hands were above my breasts making their way down when he suddenly stopped, his hands slightly holding my pendant, "What...is this?" he asked, coming up to see the small gold pendant around my neck.

"I thought you only wore the nuptial chain?" he asked, "I wear this too" I smiled, "Since when?" he questioned, "Since I can remember" I answer, I didn't know why he was so interested in a pendant, "What happened?" I asked him, my hand in his hair, soothing them, a practise of mine to calm myself down.

"It looks like...something. I cant quite place it" he said, "well, my mother gave it to me. It's the most precious thing I have from her" I reply looking at it.

The gold pendant in a black thread was the one and only gift I ever got from my mother. I still remember what she told me while giving it to me.

"Wear this" my mother told me, tying the pendant around my neck even after my protests, it was made of gold, it was too expensive to be on the neck of someone like me.

She looked at me with moist eyes, "Why make me wear this? I can't...it's so expensive. Why buy this?" I ask her, my 8-year-old self, already too mature to accept such a gift.