🔞🔞 🔞 🔞 Time travel , smut , erotic, love story 💕
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What happens when a girl travels from the 21st century to the 12th century.
How she became the wife of the Thakur.
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New characters: Deva Lekha , Mayuri ( sisters of Rudra )
They were born to step mother of Rudra.
Maya's pov:
Suhana didi and Rupa are getting me ready for the Mangal Snan. I never knew I would marry the love of my life. When I got engaged to that bastard, my life shattered into pieces.
But after Rudra came into my life, it turned into a Vrindavan (a house of love). It's been one month and two weeks since I came here.
I need to tell Rudra about my engagement. He needs to know the circumstances under which I came here. I don't know how he'll react. What will he do if he finds out about the engagement?
He is a possessive lover. If he knows, he won't leave my body until it's red 🤭. A blush forms on my cheeks as I remember our moments together.
Khushi and I are staying in the same chamber. Rupa is guarding our room to keep Rudra from meeting me. I miss him so much—his touch, his care, everything. Our mornings usually start with him sucking my melons.
My poor melons 🍈 are missing him badly. They're aching because of the milk. At night, I pressed them to release the milk, but I felt very sad wasting it. If he knew about this, I’m sure I’d be dead by now 🌚.
"What are you thinking about, Rani sa? Even your ears have turned red," Rupa teased me. I touched my ears to see if she was telling the truth.
"Definitely ab ut Rudra. He even blackmailed me for a chance to meet you," Suhana didi said, sharing his attempts to see me. How can I tell her that I feel the same way? But we need to follow the rituals.
"Only one week left until the marriage. After that, he’ll be yours forever. Just be patient, premika," the teased me further. I’m wearing a simple yellow lehenga for the haldi.
I took a herbal bath in the morning. Rudra's sisters arrived early since we had sent the invitation. They’re neither bad nor good; I can sense their sly looks. Suhana didi greeted them.
Many people have started arriving for the wedding. As an introvert, it’s really difficult for me to talk to them. They’re all looking at me as if I’ve descended from the sky (which, in a way, is true).
They send many gold , diamond jewellery as a gratitude for saving their life. It's really a great moment for me ..yet being an introvert ... It's hard.
I am sitting on the right side of the palace, while Rudra is on the other side. We can't see each other because there is a **parda** (cloth) between us.
I’m sitting on a small golden stool. Everyone has started applying haldi to my face, and many are giving me their blessings. Rose petals are drifting down from the upstairs of the palace. He knows roses are my favorite flower.
The air around us is filled with the aroma of roses 🌹. My face, hands, and legs are covered with haldi. I want to see how he looks with haldi, but we can't.
Suhana didi and Rupa helped me back to my room. His sisters, Deva Lekha and Mayuri, were whispering about me to each other—girls being girls.
I removed the veil from my forehead. Wearing just a blouse and lehenga, I walked to the bathing pool, which was filled with aromatic essences.
"How's my baby girl doing?"
I flinched at the sound of his deep voice. Turning around, I saw Rudra, his bare chest covered in haldi, wearing only a white dhoti. His look is mesmerizing in haldi. His abs looked perfect. Damn , my man..
But wait... 🤔 How did he get here? He shouldn’t be here! If they find out he’s here, I’ll die of embarrassment.
"Aap yaha... Rudra, what are you doing here? You know you can't meet me before the marriage. Go from here!"
I explained the situation to him, but being who he is, he just hugged me tightly. Feeling his presence after 42 hours, I couldn't resist; I hugged him back, wrapping my arms around his waist.
Even air couldn't pass between us. We held each other like our lives depended on it. My haldi smudged onto his chest, and listening to his heartbeat made my stomach flutter with butterflies 💓.
"So, my baby girl missed me a lot," he chuckled. Hearing him call me that always makes my heart race. I nodded, turning my head into his chest.
"Did my baby enjoy herself?"
I nodded again, blushing at the memories of our intimate moments.
"After two weeks, I’ll make sure you feel pleasure like never before," he teased, his voice deep and possessive.
I pushed him playfully, hitting his chest. "Don't you have any shame?"
"I lost all shame when I saw you watching that '365 Days' movie," he smirked.
What did he mean by that? I blinked at him in confusion.
"I thought you were a sweet, innocent girl, but it turns out you have the dirtiest mind, baby girl," he laughed.
"What did you say, huh? You think I have the dirtiest mind? What about you? You were the one who couldn’t stop sucking my breasts on the first night I came here. And not just that night, you do it every night! And now you're saying I'm the one with the dirty mind?"
I pointed my finger at him accusingly. He’s no saint, acting like he hasn’t done anything. I cupped my breasts, showing him.
"See how heavy they’ve become? For two days, I’ve been pouring out the milk 🥛 just because of you!"
His eyes widened at my words. Oh god, what did I just say? 🤦♀️
"What did you just say? Repeat it."
His dominant aura returned as he stepped closer. I swallowed nervously; he wouldn't let this go.
"Nothing... Thakur ji... Kuch nahi."
He lifted my chin with two fingers, forcing me to look into his eyes. Not with love, but like I was his prey, and he was going to devour me.
"You know how much I love your milk, and yet you wasted it. I can't live without it," he said, closing his eyes for a moment.
"So, you deserve a severe punishment," he declared, his voice rough and dominating 🔥. What is he planning now? I shook my head in denial.
"I’m going to spank your princess part 😺 twenty times," he said.
[ Smut is Removed]
I went to get the haldi I had brought with me. She put her lehenga back on, and we applied haldi to each other’s faces.
Ang Laga De Re Mohey Rang Lagaa Dey Rey Main Toh Teri Joganiyaa Tu Jog Lagaa Dey Rey ==== Jog Lagaa De Re Prem Ka Rog Lagaa De Re Main Toh Teri Joganiyaa Tu Jog Lagaa Dey Rey
We hugged each other for a long moment, my cheeks rubbing against her neck, giving her butterflies. Our faces and bodies are covered in haldi .
She’s the girl Mahadev gifted me. I kissed her forehead and jumped out of the window, where Vikram was waiting for me.
