Page 65 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

He looked so adorable and calm while sleeping.

Suddenly, he shifted closer to me, holding me from behind.

He moved his arm beneath my head so I could rest. The warmth from his chest comforted my body, and I kept my hand on the baby’s chest and over the comforter. With his other hand, he held mine atop the comforter and kissed my temple from behind.

“You'll make a great queen,” He slowly whispered, and I smiled, turning my face sideways to look at him.

“Aapke kaaran humaare poore shareer me peeda hai,”(Mywhole body is in pain because of you), I complained in a low tone.

Shifting closer to my ear, he muttered in a very slow yet dangerous voice,“Aap kahein toh ek maheene ke liye aapka bistar se neeche utarna dushkar kardein,”(If you say so, I'll make it difficult for you to get off the bed for a month). He teased. My stomach somersaulted at his words, and my cheeks heated up instantly.

“Ranaji, don't try to seduce me,” I warned playfully, and he shifted even closer, enveloping me in his arms, connecting my feet with his.

“Ranisa, do I even have to try?” He mimicked my tone, playing with our entwined fingers. And just like that, I fell asleep while talking.

I woke up early in the morning and spotted him beside me, patting the baby, lying on his chest.

“Was he crying?” I rasped in my sleepy tone, and he turned his face to look at me.

“Yeah, he woke up probably because he wet the bed, but I've changed his lower,” He said, and I touched the mattress beside me, it was damp.

I raised myself and saw the baby resting peacefully over him. Tying my hair in a bun, I pulled my dupatta from under his knee.

“You get ready first, I'll take care of him until then,” He suggested. I nodded and picked up my wedding bangles in the first place to wear, as I didn't want to fall prey to any bad omen.

I then retired to our bedroom, took a quick bath, and changed into a red and green lehenga. I returned to see him tossing Hridhaan up in the air, causing him to laugh heartily.

“Hahahah…” The sound of the baby’s giggles filled the air.

Smiling at the pleasing view, I went near them. His sight fell on me as I sat beside him and grabbed my earrings and anklet bells.

He put the baby down and said,“Wait.” He stood up and left. Hridhaan crawled behind, trying to catch him, but I picked him up.

“Hridhaan, my boy, you want milk?” I spoke sweetly to him and he cooed enthusiastically.

Rudra returned with a bowl in his hand and sat down in front of me. He said,“Turn around.” I stared at the oil in the bowl and at his face, not believing he would give me a massage again.

I turned my back to him, and he moved closer behind me,sliding my dupatta aside to access my back. I lowered my gaze in timidness when he pulled open the strings of my blouse. I placed my hand over my chest to keep the blouse in place.

“Is it hurting in the same place?” He asked, and I nodded.“Yes,” I heard him say, as he rubbed his palms together with the oil.

“Bend forward,” I gulped and asked nervously,“Forward?”

“Yes,” he added softly, lightly pushing me ahead and placing his palm on my back. The warmth of the oil made me close my eyes as he poured it into the middle of my back.

Moving his fingers in a circular motion, he applied the oil all over my back. I moaned when he put a little pressure while massaging my back in the same motion for some time.

“Does it feel good?” He asked.

“Ahh… yes,” I replied distractedly, lost in the sensation of his hands working wonders on my sore back.

He then glided his hands up to my nape from my lower back. Massaging my shoulders in a circle a few times, he moved his hands to my nape and gently kneaded the muscle, which had my heart racing.

Again, he slid his hands down, rubbing the side of my waist with a stronger pressure to ease all the tension in my muscles. I felt his long fingers accidentally grazing the side of my breasts while massaging the middle of my back.

“Are you relieved now?” He asked, and I nodded, sitting up straight.

Suddenly, Hridhaan laughed, looking in our direction, and he chuckled, asking him,“You think Maa39is beautiful?” Hridhaan chortled even louder, and I smiled at how he addressed me as Hridhaan’s Maa.

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