Arranged Marriage to Kill Him

Chapter 60 : The Real Climax

5 Months Later

"Naina," Ahanay called, switching on the light. There, at the top of the counter was his wife, lying sideways with a crazy grin on her beautiful face. Her body was as naked as the day she was born with whipped cream over her breasts and nether region. The longer he stared at her, the more she grew nervous. "My little demon."

"Your meal for today," she said, deliberately jiggling her body. She looked so delicious that Ahanay couldn't wait another second. Letting go of his briefcase, he scooped her up the kitchen countertop, carrying her bridal style to bed as she giggled at his speed. From their bedroom, they could see the Mediterranean sea as Ahanay had left his business for his sister to handle after the huge controversy surrounding the protest and bad reputation to his name. Even though the skeleton man was arrested and some unruly leaders of the protest, there was still a huge raging debate about the controversy floating on the internet. Moreover, he didn't want to engage in a business that caused conflicts with his wife and decided to focus on his other businesses. One was expanding his wine business which brought him and Naina to Italy.

He threw her on the bed, making her giggle more as she bounced, watching him quickly remove his clothes. In a few seconds, he was completely naked, his hardness long and intimidating. It took several weeks for normalcy to take control of their lives, for them, especially Naina to move on from the horrific day of the protest. They had tried to do it a couple of times in the past, but Naina had always backed out at the last second from fear of pain.

"You look so hot, you have no idea," he breathed, catching her mouth in hers. Her softness made him want to devour her whole. Taking control of her body by pinning her arms, he trailed kisses down her throat. Seeing her body squirm in pleasure, he smirked against her skin. "Now it's my turn."

"Huh---" Waves of pleasure erupted in her stomach as his lips latched to her nipples, licking the whipped cream clean on both her breasts.

"Mmm," he groaned, gently biting them. "I want this dinner everyday."

"You'll get bored."

"I can never get bored of eating or fucking you," he said, his crass words sending electricity down her body. As if on cue, his tongue travelled down her stomach and to the whipped cream on her nether region. "My main course." And like a man starving for days, he ate her shamelessly. He held her thighs tightly apart so she wouldn't try to shy away, feeling his tongue's magic on her. Just when little fireworks were building in her stomach, he pulled away, grinning. Before she could complain, he breathed down and she was going to faint from pleasure. Looking straight into her eyes, he commanded, "Now!"

She came in his mouth, exploding. He loves his taste, he could eat her every meal of the day for the rest of his life. As he pulled away, Naina slid down and he held her quickly. "What are you doing?"

"It's my turn," she said, trying to get on her knees.

"No, you were my meal for today. I'm satisfied."

"But I want you to fuck me," she said innocently, and Ahanay couldn't believe how God had made him the luckiest man in the world. With her face glowing from orgasm and her body so smooth that he never wanted to stop touching her, she was asking him to fuck her. His hardness was almost painful, his excitement was at an all time high.

"Tell me if you want to stop," he said, gently lifting her and laying her on the bed. "Tell me if it hurts."

"I have screamed in the past so you don't have to worry," she said mischievously.

"I'll make you scream, but from pleasure," he said, kissing her again, making sure her body was ready to take him in. As he felt her muscles relax and wetness to pool down, he slowly entered her. With their eyes connected, he could see her eyes almost shut in pain, but she didn't let him stop.

"I want you to keep going," she said breathlessly and he lifted her waist, easing into her. He kissed her all over, trying to comfort the pain that erupted with each stroke. But Naina asked him to continue, even daring to cross her legs around his hips and clinging to his body as he increased the speed of his thrusts. He controlled his overflowing desire to hold her hips and fuck her senselessly by being gentle with his thrusts, knowing that it would hurt her. He caressed her hair, the back of her neck, peppering kisses all over her face and breasts. He loved to hold her breast with one nipple in his mouth as he thrust into her, feeling her relax too with every soft squeeze and suck. He loved her wet tightness, how her body felt wrapped around him. More than anything else, he loved to see the look in her demonic eyes, so serious and full of intense passion that made him nearly cum.

"God, Naina," he breathed, feeling his orgasm come close. It was amazing how sex could feel like with someone he truly loved. He found her clumsiness cute and her body hot, just the look in her eyes could turn him on. Waves of pleasure crashed over him as he came, holding her body close. "I love you." She smiled as he pulled her into an embrace, caressing her hair and back. "Did it hurt?"

"Yeah, but weirdly, I liked it because of you," she said, her face flushed. It was only after some hours later that she blamed and cursed him for her excruciating thigh pain. But the next day, she wanted it again and this time, she screamed.

She screamed from pleasure.

* * *

"What are you going to name the baby?" The old lady with wrinkly eyes asked in the hospital, smiling kindly at her visible baby bump.

"If it's a boy, I might name him after his father," she said, protectively placing her hand against her stomach. "But I want him to have a long life so I shouldn't name him that."

"What do you mean, dear?"

"His father died some months back," Priya said, staring vacantly ahead. She had grown thinner from sickness due to her pregnancy and grief, grief of losing her love right in front of her eyes. She could never forget seeing Ohas' breath being knocked out of his body as blood gushed from his abdomen. He had truly saved her, not just that day, but everyday. "He deserved to live."

"I know, my child," the lady said, her frail hand grasping Priya's equally frail hand. "The world works in the most cruel ways sometimes."

"Why did the world had to show kindness to me then take it away?" She asked, tears filling her eyes. She always had the good things in her life taken away from her, her wealth, her first love, her first child, her parents, now Ohas. She couldn't help but think that she was cursed. For the first time in months, she allowed tears to stream down her face. For she had immersed herself in work, taking a job as a receptionist, refusing any sort of help from Ahanay and Naina. She had Ohas' apartment and lots of cash with her to sustain, but the apartment felt so large and empty without his presence that she sold it. She now lived in the outskirts of the city where everyone was quiet to let her grieve in silence.

"Life shows us the sweetness of our childhood and youth so we keep yearning and living for similar sweetness for the rest of our lives. When we can't find that sweetness, we live for our children to experience it," the old lady said, looking at her baby bump. "It's time for you to show that sweetness to your child. And in that, you will also feel the sweetness that was snatched from you."

Priya nodded, but her tears couldn't stop flowing. "I-I'm sorry, but I can't stop. I loved him. Now I miss him so much. I want him back. Please. God, please make him come back. Sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay, my child. Come here, come, we always need a shoulder to cry on."

"I feel so alone," she weeped, clutching the old stranger's dress. "So alone... I want my mother."

"I know," she said gently. "I know."

"Will I be a good mother?"

"Most certainly."

"How can you be so sure?" She asked, her angelic eyes full of sacred tears. "I have nothing, nobody. Why do you think I can be a good mother?"

"I see you," the old lady said without the slightest hesitation. "I see how strong you are."

The End