THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

71. D-DAY!

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I know am late yrr... But can't help it, my PMS which lasts upto 15 days every fucking month had my soul squeezed with physical & psychological torture, & today is my 1st day...🥲

Plus this chapter took me hell lot time & my emotional state wasn't helping it, along with my family... Momma's sick & I'm with her most of the time though she's better but needs rest & we all know how Indian mommies are! RESTLESS is the word made for them I guess, lol!

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THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

CHAPTER- 71

D-DAY!

Ishana gulped as she roamed to-&-fro in her room, wrapped in a robe.

It was the day, the day of the declaration of her as the Knight's so-called-Queen. She was jittery, her anxiousness making her chest constrained.

She held the fingers of her one hand in another, continuously playing with her engagement ring as she huffed & puffed taking deep breathes.

Her body stiffened, her movements froze, her eyes widening slightly when she felt the familiar warmth seeping in her frozen skin, melting her heart & engulfing her lonely soul, when she felt the same sensual citrus-musky scent engulfing her.

"Doll!" called he, not to gain her attention, but it was like calling her his Doll was the most significant thing, most proud moment of his life, as he snuggled his face in the crook of her neck while pulling her more into his embrace by pressing his brawny arms around her.

Ishana shivered feeling the tickling sense of his beard over her soft, sensitive flesh, as she gulped when his lips started doing it's wonder on her, while his hands caressed her waist & belly.

He licked her & that was when she gasped all surprised.

"Avi!" spoke she complaining breathily when she felt his hand moving towards her femalehood, who was like ever, awaiting his special attention.

"Doll..." whined he moving back, & when he did, Ishana observed his hairs messy, the art of her own fingers as he fisted his hands while looking at her with those pleading, hungry eyes, darkening to hold her their captive as he make more sins to her. Even looking at him had a nerve tickle deep down there in her womb.

But he couldn't persuade her. The last night Ishana told him to not come near her for this day as this day she'd be spending with the girls & apparently the Knight's Queen can't bear the girls teasing her, so he agreed, or more like had to agree.

But the bigger reason was she needed to rest & have her already weak & jammed legs working for the important day, & for the sake of her legs functioning, he had to stay in his pants with his hands in his pocket, & that was one hell of arduous task, he had failed in since the day he had her dreamy presence in his dark life.