Page 203 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

“Yes, Ranaji,” I whispered, utterly undone.

His hand cradled my cheek, tilting my face to meet his burning gaze. I stared at him, my lashes wet, lips trembling, hair messed wildly over me.

His eyes were heavy with emotion, with possession.

Then he inched closer and captured my lips in a deep, slow kiss as he guided me forward onto all fours again.

“Aahhh,” a soft moan escaped me as he positioned himself above me the same way.

I gasped as the new angle made every sensation sharper, more intense.

I buried my face into the mattress, crying out uncontrollably as he thrust into me, his weight pressing me down.

“Aaaaahhhhh…” My moans grew louder, desperate. The pleasure was dizzying, blinding, and I shattered again, releasing.

“Very good,” he murmured against my ear, his voice a low growl.

His weight pinned me beneath him, his hands firm on my arms, and I could barely move, barely think.

“Aahhh…. Rudraaaaa!” I sobbed out, drowning in the pleasure and need.

He whispered sweet, dirty things into my ear that made me even wetter.

“Aaaahhh, yes, bird,” he coaxed, moving against me with a powerful, steady rhythm.

Tears pricked at my eyes from the overwhelming sensations, from the completeness of it all.

His hands slid down my thighs, and he pulled my leg higher, parting them, adjusting me so he could sink even deeper.

I gasped, fisting the bedsheets so tightly that my knuckles ached, feeling torn between discomfort and unbearable pleasure.

“Aahhhhhh…” I cried out again.

“How does this feel, love?” he whispered into my ear, his voice a sinful caress.

“Like... I belong to you... and you belong to me,” The words stumbled out, trembling, my breathing shaky and ragged.

“Tell me whenever you feel you can't take more,” he murmured,and I nodded quickly, biting my lip.

“Yesssss... Aaahhhhhhhhhh!” He thrust faster, harder, and just when I felt myself tipping over the edge again, he suddenly pulled away.

My eyes flew open, shocked.

“Are you mad?!” I yelled at him, breathless and furious.

He only smirked, that wicked glint in his eyes.“Earn it, love,” he said, lying back against the pillows with an infuriatingly calm expression.

I stared at him, stunned for a moment, and slowly, I bit my lower lip.

I inhaled a deep breath, straightened myself, and threw my hair back. Climbing over him, I widened my legs to sit on his lower abdomen.

I sank onto him, taking it inside me, pressing my hands against his chest to balance myself.

“Ahhhhhhh,” I gasped, trembling as friction, pain, and pleasure mixed within me.

He held my waist, helping me move against him.“You are beautiful, Nandani,” he said, and I straightened my back, feeling my hair cascade behind me.

My hands slid over his thighs and stomach, keeping myself steady as I shamelessly rode him, chasing that burning high building inside me. When the wave finally crashed, I shook senseless and collapsed, panting hard against his chest.

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