Page 194 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

“I love you, Nandani,” he said suddenly, and my laughter died.

I cupped his cheek and kissed him gently.“I want you to make love to me… to your heart’s content… when I return,” I whispered near his ear.

His eyes darkened as he whispered back,“As you say, my queen,”

We spoke for a while longer, holding hands, before I finally rose from the bed.

“I have to get ready,” I said, tossing my braid behind me as I walked toward the bathing room.

But he grabbed my hand.“Let me have the pleasure, little dove,”

I giggled.“What?” I couldn't help but blush as I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks.

Before I could say anything more, he lifted me into his arms.

“Let me help you get ready,” he said, carrying me to the bathing room.

I laughed softly as he set me down. My eyes flickered toward the attendants, who were scattering flower petals into the bath.

“Privacy,” he ordered in a slow voice, and the attendants quietly left.

My heart fluttered as I looked at him.“Are you planning to… bathe with me?” I asked timidly.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled off his kurta, revealing his strong chest.“Yes,” he finally said.

My thoughts flashed back to that night, his body moving above mine, the way he made me feel completely undone, thrusting into me, making me moan senselessly.

“Come,” he said, snapping me out of the memory.

He stepped closer and turned me around, gently pushing my braid aside.

His fingers tugged at the strings of my blouse, one by one. I could feel my breath catching, and I inhaled deeply as the fabric loosened and slipped from my shoulders.

When his palm grazed my skin to push the blouse lower, I blushed profusely, my heart racing.

He pulled the blouse off and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

The warm air on my bare skin, the feel of his chest against my back, it all made me tremble with anticipation, turning me wet.

His big, wide hands raked against my waist from behind and reached toward the knot of my skirt. While he was untying the strings, his lips brushed against my temples, and my lashes fluttered with the feeling as he slowly pushed the skirt down, letting it pool at my feet.

I closed my eyes briefly, standing completely exposed to him.

“Rudra,” I breathed, and he hummed deeply.“Hnn-hnn,”

And it made a thousand butterflies flap their wings in my stomach, coaxing a timid smile from me.

He wrapped the bathing cloth around me, and I immediately held it against my front, turning toward him.

“Kya baat hai Ranaji, aaj apni patni par bada prem aa raha hai aapko,”(What's the matter, your Majesty, today you’re feeling a lot of love for your wife.) I asked, as he was undoing my braid.

“Apni patni ko prem jataane ke liye kisi kaaran ka honaaawashyak nahi, Ranisa,”(I don’t need a reason to show love to my wife now, do I, your Highness?) he retorted, and pushed my now open hair behind.

He guided me toward the pool, gently holding my wrist. Even though my heart raced with nervous excitement, I followed him quietly.

He stepped into the warm water first, and I slowly dipped my feet in, feeling it rise up to my knees. I moved to sit beside him as he sat down, but he surprised me by pulling me onto his lap.

I gasped at the sudden motion, the water rippling around us. He parted my legs slightly and pulled me closer, the shift making me feel exposed. My damp cloth slipped lower, revealing myself completely to him, and I just stared at him, my lips slightly parted.

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