BOOK 1 OF THE UNEXPECTED SERIES
In a world where tradition clashes with modernity, Vaidehi is a modern-day princess bound by society's rigid expectations.
Saransh, a brooding prince with a shadowed past, one he's not keen to reveal. Despite his nobl...
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"Not yet"
My head was spinning. I could barely catch my breath—and Saransh still wasn't done.
I half-thought about running, about pushing him away before I completely lost myself. But my body was aching and trembling, and my pussy was still dripping with need.
He climbed on top of me, his body warm and close, making it even harder to breathe.
"Saransh..." I whispered, but before I could say anything else, he kissed me.
It was deep and rough, like he was pouring all his feelings into it.
I held onto him tightly, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
I wasn't going anywhere now.
His lips moved slowly against mine, setting every nerve in my body on fire. Then, without warning, his hand slid down and rested on my stomach.
I gasped into the kiss, but before I could say a word, he pulled back slightly, eyes dark with something I couldn't quite name. In one smooth motion, he turned me around—my stomach now pressed against the mattress, my back facing him.
"What are you—" I started, breathless and confused.
But I didn't get to finish. His warm breath fanned across the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.
Then he leaned in, his voice low and rough as he whispered in my ear, "Shhh... the only thing I want to hear right now is your moans."
Oh fuck.
I bit my lip, the heat between us growing unbearable, every nerve lit up and waiting.
He pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder blade, and I shivered under his touch.
One hand slid up to the back of my neck, holding me in place. The other moved lower, slow and deliberate, caressing the curve of my ass.
And then he leaned in again, his lips brushing against my ear, "Tell me if it's too much," he murmured.
I nodded, barely aware I was doing it—my mind was a blur, my body too aware of his every move. His dick was already touching my hips and it was enough for my brain to spiral.
His hand moved from my ass to the opening of my vagina. I knew what was coming and my skin prickled with goosebumps.
I felt a sharp sting as his fingers entered inside and I hissed. It was like they were tearing my insides.
But then his fingers started moving in the wave-y motion and the feeling was replaced by immense pleasure. It was like a whole new part of my body had been discovered. When I was on my back on the mattress his fingers were hitting a spot, now in a different position and angle they were hitting a whole new spot and within minutes I was a moaning mess. "Saransh.. ahh pleaseee!!"
