Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

*MOAN TILL YOUR THROAT GOES SORE BABYGIRL*

***author's pov***

Aayara sat on the edge of the bed, her heart racing as she hugged her knees to her chest. The soft sounds of water cascading from the shower only amplified her anxiety. She felt vulnerable and uncertain about what the night would bring, the weight of the marriage contract hanging heavily on her mind.

Thoughts swirled in her head: What if he's cruel? , now he is my husband, how can I stop him now? What if he doesn't care about me at all after making me his wife also? The image of Arjun's smirk from earlier flashed before her eyes, and she shivered, both from fear and an unexpected thrill.

She glanced around the beautifully decorated room, feeling out of place amidst the opulence. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself, reminding herself that she had to face this with strength. But deep down, she was scared of what it meant to be married to someone like Arjun.

The sound of the shower stopped, and her pulse quickened. She couldn't help but wonder how he would treat her, and if she would ever find a way to connect with him beyond their arranged marriage.

The door swung open, and Arjun stepped out, the steam trailing behind him like a veil. He was wrapped in a towel, droplets of water still glistening on his skin. His expression was a mixture of confidence and mischief as he caught sight of Aayara.

"Ready for our first night as husband and wife?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

Aayara's heart raced, and she struggled to find her voice. "I... I didn't expect you to be out so soon."

Arjun chuckled softly, closing the distance between them. "What? Did you think I'd keep you waiting all night?" He leaned against the doorframe, his eyes scanning her face, gauging her reaction.

Aayara felt a mix of apprehension and curiosity. "I just thought... well, never mind." She bit her lip, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks.

He stepped closer, the towel still hanging low on his hips. "Relax. We're just getting started." His tone was playful, yet there was an underlying intensity that made her stomach flutter with both excitement and fear.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers deftly unfastening the intricate clasps of her heavy jewelry. As he removed the ornate pieces, he met her gaze, a mix of tenderness and mischief in his eyes.

"These are beautiful, but they don't suit you as much as your natural beauty," he said softly, letting the jewelry clatter gently onto the dresser.

Aayara felt a rush of warmth at his words, though nerves still fluttered in her chest. "You don't have to-"

He cut her off with a playful grin. "But I want to. Tonight, it's just us."

As he continued, he lifted the layers of her dupatta, his touch surprisingly gentle. Aayara's breath hitched, feeling both exposed and cherished. He paused for a moment, his fingers brushing against her skin, and the air between them crackled with unspoken tension.

He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Do you know how you look? You look like mine. Now, who will save you, Mrs. Aayara Arjun Oberoi Singhania? Hmm?" His voice was low, teasing yet filled with an undeniable intensity.

Aayara's heart raced at his words. The way he spoke made her feel both cherished and vulnerable. "I-I don't know what you mean," she stammered, trying to maintain composure, but the heat of the moment made it difficult.

Arjun chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, I think you do. You're in my world now, and I plan to make the most of it." He straightened up, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched her reaction.

He smirked as his hand went to untie her blouse ties on her back ..." Should we start..?" He asked , a playful grin on his lips as he brushed his rough fingers against her smooth back , making her froze..

" Oh , why am I even asking ? ,you can't deny me .... We both know . " He chukleed and moved closer to her .

" I will ruin you tonight aayara , your arrogance, your defiance, your beautiful body and your pride , and i will take Every bit of pleasure from you and this body of yours.. afterall i own this .. " he chukleed leaning his face closer to hers as she just Shivered and bit her lip .

He slowly leaned towards her more ,his fiery gaze seemingly intent on devouring her .

He parted his lips , extending his tongue on her lips making her widen her eyes .

He traced his tongue on her lips slowly.

" Open your preety little mouth for me and don't you dare defy me tonight... " He whispered brushing his lips against hers.

She parted her lips , her body reacting against her will , like her body knew who is the owner of it .

He pushed his tongue in her mouth , exploring her oral cavity, he gripped her waist with both hands and pulled her closer .

He kissed her roughly, she gasped for breath but he didn't left her , and continued sucking her tongue and all air from her lungs .

Her body responded and she found herself kissing him back , Arjun smirked as his hand went on her back , now unclasping her blouse .

He pulled away and she breathed heavily, he smirked as he discarded her blouse , slipping it off her shoulders, her flawless fair skin came into view of his brown eyes .

He threw the blouse and moved to open her lehanga pulling it roughly through her thighs, he threw the bottom at the ground. .

Aayara shivered as she felt him eating her with his eyes .

He moved and unclasped her bra , making her gasp . He chukleed darkly and pulled it off leaving her upper half all bare for him to feast on .

He hovered over her , pushing her back on the bed , he gripped her wrists pinning on the sheets .

He moved towards her ear , his hot breath fanning on her neck making her hair on the back of neck stand like needles .

"How much you can handle me ? " He whispered, kissing her ear lobe . He moved down to her neck , leaving leechlike kisses on awake.

He assaulted her neck , leaving open -mouth kisses on her neck harshly . Leaving red marks as he nibbled and sucked her neck .

A moan escaped from her mouth unknowingly. Her body was slipped off her control now .

" That's what I wanted. Moan for me , moan my name , moan till your throat goes sore babygirl! " His low voice ranged in her ear.