Thakur's Ardhangini | 18+ ✅

62| That's Mine Too

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Mandakini POV

The news of the birth of two sons shook me from within. The doctor informed me that it would be difficult for me to conceive again, and revelation broke me further.

He arrived within a few minutes, and directly entered my room.

"I'm sorry, Raj. I couldn't give you a daughter."

I sobbed, hiding my face. I hadn't even seen my sons' faces since they are born. They are lying beside me, and the younger started wailing. The elder one woke up listening to him, and began weeping too when I heard Raj walking towards me.

I want to touch my sons, I want to kiss them, but I'm hurt about what my husband must be feeling at this moment.

"Aww! My baby, don't weep like this. Look, your Papa is here."

I heard him cooing, and opened my eyes only to find him holding our younger son, who had curled his tiny fingers around his index finger.

"Pick him up, babygirl. He needs you."

He spoke to me about our elder son, and I quickly picked him up in my arms, and kept him near my chest, sobbing miserably.

"It's okay, Priye! You don't need to apologise for something that wasn't under your control. We'll see her in the stars now. She will be the moon in the sky, and these kids are blessings for us. Why should they suffer for our unfulfilled desires?"

He told me, holding my palm gently. He tucked the disheveled strands of my hair behind my earlobe, and came forward to peck my forehead.

"Look, he is weak and lean. He needs your milk. Feed him."

He told me, and I glanced at my younger son's tomato like little cheeks. He was so tender, that he cooed when I stroked my fingers over them.

The nurses helped me adjust both of them near my boobs, and after a little struggle, they finally found my nipples and began suckling.

"I think I deserve some of it too."

He whispered normally, and it took me a few moments to decipher what he just said. Oh God! I blushed out of timidity. The tiny fists of my little sons were struggling to hold my boobs, but they were unable to do so.

"Raj! You can't!"

I muttered in a shaking voice, as I was blushing terribly now.

"Your boobs have grown so seductively."

He groaned, staring at my boobs without blinking. His eyes spoke lust and hunger that he had kept hidden for the last seven months.

"Raj, please!"

I somewhat cooed, holding my babies in proper position. Their little faces couldn't hide my boobs from their father's esurient gaze.

And a nurse came into the room. He immediately diverted his gaze away from me, sucking on his lips. I want to kiss them, but I've just had an operation, and I need to control myself.

"Good morning, thakurain. Your family wants to see you."

She told me, and carefully covered my bosom with a soft dupatta-like blanket.

"Thank you!" I said, and glanced at my family members coming to me.

"Oh my God! Look, Mandiru...your toys are here."

Ragini jiji spoke up, picking Mandiru in her arms. She is going to be five in a few months, and slowly caressed her little fingers on the cheeks of my sons.