The sun brightened in the horizon with his supreme glory, the hazy melodious sound of birds twittering was making the surroundings more pleasant, and the moderate wind seemed so gentle, quietly moving the leaves along with it. The early morning orange rays slid through the window and woke Jalal with a content smile on his face. After many nights; It was the most peaceful, soothing sleep.
Jodha was still sleeping, resting her head on Jalal's shoulder and holding his top tightly like her possession.
While looking at divine glory, a thought ran through his mind, 'Why can't I see her in pain? Why can't I take my eyes off her? Just because of her selfless nature and her purity make her different from others. She knows that she is a queen of my heart, but still, she never showed off to others. I can see the deep love in her eyes for me, I can feel the profound longing for me, but something is holding her away. Earlier, I thought she needed some time to adjust to the new culture and build trust. Surprisingly, her faith in me didn't move a bit, even after my horrible accusations. I feel she deeply cares for me and probably loves me, then what is preventing her from admitting it? No matter what happens, I will never let her go away from me; it feels like sunset down and never rise again without her. Probably I would never admit it, but she is the only person who feels the emptiness of my life. I guess the only option is to wait for the day she accepts me entirely, but I wish I knew what is preventing her from admitting me; this guessing game is making me more desperate. Weirdly, I am feeling out of this world just because she is gripping my top possessively. I am feeling heavenly pleasure just being with you. Her one small smile rouses millions of flowers in my heart.
I have never felt so fresh and energetic in the morning. Waking up in the morning like this, it's an indescribable experience. I have never let my queens sleep with me throughout the night; even with Rukaiya, I go back to my chamber after the sensual pleasure. But Jodha, your presence around me assures me of my heart's existence. He smirked, 'She has not a single clue how my harem queens and concubine are desperate to please me. I have experienced every kind of sensual pleasure, not with one woman but many together, but all this feels too shallow when it comes to Jodha. On the contrary, it's the opposite. I want to please her; just being with Jodha, it gives unexplainable joy.'
It was becoming difficult for him to just look at her; he turned carefully and leaned towards her and kissed her gently on her forehead and moved her head and hand on the side. With his little movement, she realized he was awake. She slowly opened her eyes and saw him staring at her sensually without a blink.
With a smile, he whispered in her ears, "Good Morning, my dearest Queen."
Jodha felt uncomfortable with his passionate gaze. Her dupatta was out of place, and her bosom was exposed; it showed her deep cleavage and bare waist. The sudden realization made her conscious, she swiftly got up from the bed to cover-up, but before she could move further away from him, Jalal pulled her back in bed next to him, leaned towards her, and instantly locked her with both hands. Jodha's face turned red with a blush; she couldn't lift her long and beautiful eyelashes. His constant wanting gaze was making her blush heavily.
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