Page 216 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

I leaned down to kiss her hair again, wrapping my arms tighter around her. I kept caressing her head, playing with her loose tresses.

She was my treasure, my greatest gift. She was my control, and yet, my greatest desire. She was the blessing of my lifetime's penance. She was everything.

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Iinhaled deeply as a sharp pain travelled down my neck.

“Ahh,” A soft cry escaped my lips, and it felt like my whole body froze. I lifted my lashes slightly, only for the brightness sneaking through the cracks of the bed’s curtains to invade my eyes.

Stretching my legs sent a shivering wave of pain through me, and I pressed my palms against my face, trying to escape the lingering pull of my dreamland.

When I finally opened my eyes, my gaze landed on my husband lying peacefully beside me.

His arm was draped around my waist, holding me close, and a faint smile touched my lips. His face looked so calm, almost innocent in his sleep. My head was resting on his biceps, and as I tried to move closer, a cry slipped out again, the soreness holding me still.

He stirred, inhaling a deep breath, and slowly opened his sleepy eyes to look at me.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low, gravelly with sleep.

I nodded slightly.

Without a word, he pulled me closer effortlessly until my forehead pressed against his chest. Our naked bodies touched, and he guided my leg gently over his hip, tucking me into him.

He touched my chin, lifting it tenderly, locking our eyes. His gaze had something different—a softness, a glow I had never seen before. He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

I fluttered my eyes closed at the tenderness of his mouth onmine. When he pulled back, his hand beneath my head shifted to caress my back with slow, careful strokes.

“Are you okay, Nandani?” he asked again, and I nodded, though my body betrayed me with tiny, trembling breaths.

His eyes searched mine, and his hand slid from my chin to my waist, pulling me closer until our lips brushed again.

With my legs parted, I could feel him hard against me, and my cheeks heated in response.

His gaze deepened.“Are you sore?” he asked in a husky voice, his lips brushing against mine, and I nodded shyly.

He bit his lip, holding back something primal, and then, with aching slowness, he shifted and gently rolled me beneath him.

His body caged mine, and my eyes blinked at him, timid and unsure. He leaned closer, his voice promising,“I'll be gentle this time. I swear,”

I swallowed nervously as he moved lower, pressing soft kisses down my chest, my stomach, and further.

“Rudra,” I breathed, my fingers tangling in his hair as he kissed his way to my most sensitive place, sore yet desperate for his touch.

He parted my legs more. And the moment his lips touched me, a violent shiver ran through my body, and a loud moan escaped before I could stop it, my head falling back helplessly.

As he flicked his tongue out, delving it into my wetness, steadily licking, I clamped onto the bedsheet to keep myself from vanishing entirely into the realm of sensations.

“Ohhh… Rudra,” I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth to muffle the sounds.

“No,” he muttered against my skin, sending vibrations.“I want to hear you,”

“Wha...what?” I stammered, but he sucked harder, making me jolt under him.

“I said I want to hear my name,” he growled,“while I do all of this to you,”

Shivering uncontrollably, I moved my hand away from my mouth, and he leaned in again and sent me spiralling, teasing me, tasting me, devouring me until my release hit.

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