The Warrior

Part 45

Veer moved Aarti behind him "should I explain you in detail, what my problem is?" crossly staring at the broad build man...

Aarti kept a hand on her head "listen, please don't fight with him. He's a commando who can kick even your last little bone in your body and you won't be able to get up from bed...."

"How dare you talk like this?" the man was about to hit them ...when Veer held the stick in his hands and broke in two pieces... next he held his loose shirt and punched him on the face...

"What's happening here?" shouted the other men who came to rescue their own man...

Aarti rolled her eyes and smiled at the men "He's come from city, hot environment" she didn't knew what to say "please, we don't want to create any scene here...."

Veer angrily started at the men and pulled her arm to drag her out of the queue... "What do you want me to do Miss Aarti?"

"Oh God Veer...you're just terrible..." she said frowning at him... "At least not here"

He pulled her closely against a tree "ouch...you're hurting my back"

He angrily stared in her eyes, she saw his forehead already sweating because of the heat around. Hot winds blew across her fair face while she tried to figure out the emotions on his face...

Without saying anything he bent down to kiss her lips harshly while his hands tightened around her thin waist... no wonder he didn't knew how to be polite and nice...

She tried to push him away, but the more she tried to push him, he kissed her more wildly bruising her lips...

Somehow she managed to push a little "umm. Stop. Veer" she managed to say a few words in between the kiss.

The pain was unbearable but slowly her hands encircled around him. Somehow the pain started to feel so good... Veer kissed her neck and continued kissing her bare flesh. His mouth brushed over her collarbone pulling her dupatta away, he roughly kissed the cleavage and his hand slid down her waist holding her tighter.

The more she fought him, the rougher he was....

"Veer. Stop please" she managed to say even after she loved him kissing her madly...

"Why?" he murmured against her fair skin

It was very pleasurable, but her heart somehow refused to surrender immediately to her seductive man. He made her cry a lot, and made her wait a lot...threw his anger on her all the time... no way she thought...

Veer on the other side failed to tell his emotions, rather he wanted to possess her completely this time. She was his wife, he realized her place in his life and that was more than enough...

"Leave" she said turning her face away and pulled away from his tight grip...

Aarti's hands were extremely cold, this was the first time in years she had seen his passionate side. What has happened to him out of a sudden? The shock of possession was overwhelming.

She felt rather than heard his deep, satisfied hum as he ravished her mouth once again holding her tightly in his arms not leaving for a second...

She twisted to face him more fully, instinctively pressing her breasts against his firm chest. Her hand slipped up around his neck.

"Don't try to pull away" Veer warned her harshly. His embrace had been warm, now his whole body was rigid with silent rejection.

A crashing tidal wave of anger came to her rescue. Fury at Veer for playing every time with her emotions, Fury at herself for so naively allowing him to do so. It must have greatly amused him to tease her into kissing him. He was definitely intolerable...