Ms.CHEERY.
RuhaniAashiq
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- Parts 35
The air was thick with the scent of roses and sandalwood, the distant hum of wedding celebrations echoing through the grand wedding pavilion. Laughter, music, the clinking of champagne glasses-outside, their siblings were vowing eternal love.
But in this dimly lit room, hidden away from the festivities, something far more sinful unfolded. His breath was hot against her neck, his body relentless against hers.
She gasped, her fingers curling into his shirt, nails dragging across his skin as he moved inside her, slow but punishing. "Ryan..." she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of pleasure and disbelief.
His lips ghosted over her jaw, teasing before biting down just hard enough to make her whimper. "What, Cherry?" he drawled, his voice dark, teasing, possessive.
Her head fell back against the wall, her breath ragged. "They're... marrying each other outside," she managed between sharp gasps, her body shuddering with every deep thrust. "And here we are... fucking like sinners in some locked room."
Ryan let out a low, dark chuckle, his grip tightening around her hips, pulling her even closer. "Exactly," he murmured, his voice dripping with wicked amusement. "While they pledge love and devotion, you're in here-falling apart under me." He dragged his lips along her throat, savoring the way her pulse raced. "Bahar sab kuch pavitra hai, lekin yahan... tum sirf meri ho, meri mohabbat mein doobi hui."
Avi bit her lip, her body betraying her. The contrast, the sheer wrongness of it, only made the fire between them burn hotter.
Tugging her hair just enough to force her to look into his dark, lust-filled eyes. "You're not thinking about them, are you?" he smirked, watching the war within her. "Not when I'm buried inside you like this."
Ryan's smirk deepened as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a punishing kiss. "And you love it."