Urmila, a strong-willed woman, stands up against the oppressive forces of the aristocracy while grappling with her traumatic past. Caught in a precarious forced-deal marriage with.....
Rudraksh, the charming yet conflicted prince of Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, their relationship dances between tension and passion. As the palace buzzes with political intrigue and societal expectations, Urmila's fierce independence clashes with Rudraksh's protective instincts, leading to a complex dynamic filled with vulnerability and strength.
"You're not just a queen; you're an inspiration," Rudraksh declares tenderly, vowing to champion her individuality, even as their worlds threaten to tear them apart.
"Jaan"........"cherry"
"The grey 🩶 meets brown 🤎 in so many dimension pool
"You've stepped down from your position... I can touch your feet ?-," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
"I may be out of power, but I'm still a man."
-In different dimension
He leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light. "And as a man, I deserve the respect you owe me."
"On your knees" whispered
She shrank back, her heart pounding in her chest. His words, though spoken softly, carried a weight that threatened to crush her spirit
Dive into a tale where love is both a refuge and a battlefield.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....