As I reached the side of her waist, I sucked her harshly. A wild, unrestrained energy surged through me, leaving bruises all over her waist with my mouth.
She pressed her face into the couch, moaning louder.
I traced my fingers down to her soft, thick thighs. She had put on a little weight, and the slight curve of her belly only made her more irresistible to me.
I gently parted her legs and held her by the waist, steadying myself. Straightening up, I stroked my arousal once before guiding it to her entrance. She flinched slightly at the contact, her tied hands shifting in response.
I heard her draw in a deep breath, and I leaned closer, whispering,“Calm down,”
A piercing moan left her mouth as I slowly pushed in.
Tightening my grip on her waist, I pushed deeper, sinking into her warmth completely, earning an even louder moan from her.
“Do you want everyone to hear your moans, Nandani?” I murmured, leaning in close to her nape.
Her body trembled beneath my hold, and I could feel myself pulsing wildly inside her, her tightness making it nearly impossible to stay in control.
“Yes,” she gasped. I pressed my lips to her neck, kissing her hungrily before sucking hard on her soft skin.
Her cry echoed through the room, loud and raw.
I pulled back, watching the deep red mark bloom on her skin.“Why?” I asked, my voice low as I straightened and gripped her waist firmly.
She swayed slightly, her breath shaky as she replied,“Because I want every woman in this palace to envy me,” A chuckle escaped me as I began to move slowly, my hips rolling with deliberate restraint. She trembled, her whole body reacting.
“My brothers too live here,” I said with a teasing edge.
Her moans grew louder as she shook and trembled beneath me, the soft clinking of her bangles and anklets matching the rhythm of our movements.
“They should learn something from you,” she whispered in a shaky voice. I smirked and quickened my pace.
Her moans spiralled into cries, her body arching. Soon, both of us were slick with sweat, our breathing erratic, and the rhythmic slap of our bodies meeting stirred something wild in me.
“Aahhh... ahhhh...” she gasped, her voice breaking as I held one hand to her shoulder and the other firm on her waist, thrusting deeper and faster. Her body writhed, and she dissolved into a moaning mess.
She released, and I slowed my movement, watching her as she collapsed forward, breathless. Her ink-stained hands clenched on the couch, trembling. I took a deep breath and reached down to untie the knot.
The moment her hands were free, she pressed one to the couch for support and lifted her flushed face. I cupped her neck, drawing her closer.
She moaned softly, her cheeks had turned crimson, and her breath was unsteady. I looked at her swollen lips, her closed eyes, her body shaking, still responding to every subtle movement.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and shoulders, settling back on my knees and holding her close. Gently guiding her, I let her move with me. She struggled slightly, but her body, still warm and eager, responded on its own.
Her breathing had grown erratic, wild and uneven. I moved my hand from her nape down to her chest, gently cupping her breast. And she let out a sharp moan.
“You look so damn hot, Nandani,” I murmured.
She opened her eyes, locking them with mine. Her lips were dry,and her hair a chaotic mess of desire.
“I’m all of this only for you, Ranaji,” she whispered in a trembling voice.
I turned her face gently and pressed my lips to hers. She moaned into my mouth as our kiss deepened, then I slowly pulled back.
I placed a firm hand on her shoulder and guided her down again. A heat surged through me; I was burning for her.
She gasped, digging her fingers into the couch. Her moans grew louder as I moved faster. Her body shook beneath me, completely overwhelmed, yet I couldn’t stop. Not until I finally gave in to the wave building inside me.
When it crashed over me, it was too intense to hold back. I collapsed over her back, both of us gasping for air.