Page 74 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

“You want something, Ranaji?” She asked, acting clueless, and I could feel she was still mad at me.

I tried touching her cheek, but she abruptly turned her head to the other side. Moving closer, I blocked her way, keeping my hand beside her face on the bedpost.

“I hope you remember what I asked you to do for me,” I said. She tried to leave from the other side, but I quickly placed my other hand beside her waist on the bedpost.

“I remember nothing, sorry,” she said, folding her hands over her chest. Leaning into her ear, I muttered,“I’ll make you remember, little wife,”

She pushed me away, glowering at me.“You may go to your quarters,” I inched closer and cupped her cheek to make her lookat me.

“Dare you say that again, and I'll never step into your chamber,” I warned. She blinked, looking at me, and turned her gaze down.

“I’m sorry,” I gave in.

She closed her eyes, standing still as her cheeks flushed red. Slowly encircling her waist, I pulled her into a gentle hug.

“I am sorry, Nandani. I'll never say that again,” I mumbled, caressing her back as she succumbed to my touch.

“I hate you,” she murmured, and I kissed her head. From behind, I gently held her neck to make her look at me.

“You're not an object. If you don't like me holding your neck, I wouldn't do it, not in anger, not even when I'm calm. But never say that again,” I said. Her lashes fluttered swiftly as I glided my finger slowly from her cheek to her neck. It wasn’t easy to keep my hands to myself, as her sleek, delicate collarbones were right before my eyes.

Taking a few steps back, I dragged an armchair near the bed. Settling comfortably on it, I looked at her and said,“You were supposed to teach me something.”

Shifting her weight from one foot to another, she shook her head, blushing extremely.“No, I’ve never done it before,”

Biting my lower lip, I muttered in a low tone,“Lie down.”

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Iswallowed a nerve-wracking lump in my throat at what he said.

“No,” I denied, looking down.

“I’m your husband. Lie down,” He ordered again. Heat seeped into every inch of my body at his commanding tone, rushing to my cheeks, making me feel timid. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought of this.

I did think of doing a few dirty things to him, tying his hands and so on, but this was absolutely out of context. My fingers trembled when I saw him sitting relaxedly on the chair, like he wasn’t in an eccentric and dirty mood.

“Let's just sleep,” I felt highly jittery under his scrutinising gaze as I tried to utter, my voice barely audible.

“Lie down,” he was insistent. Thus, inhaling a deep breath and finding some courage, I obeyed my husband.

I lay straight on my back, stretching my legs, but my heart was right at the edge of my mouth, all set to jump out anytime.“Are you going just to sit there?” I softly asked.

“Hnn-hnn,” he hummed distractedly, leaning forward, scanning my whole form.“Take off your bangles,” He instructed. The only jewellery I had on was my bangles and toe rings because I wasn’t supposed to take them off. And so I shook my head.

“I can't,” I said, looking at my hands, placed on my midriff, since I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eyes.

“Look at me,” He said, but I was too flustered, anxious, and eager.

“Please come closer, I’m feeling so embarrassed,” he said, shaking his head.“No,” I replied, swallowing and fiddling with my fingers.

“Please, I'll do as you say, just lie down here with me,” a smirk tugged at his lips as he settled back on the couch, resting his arms on either side.“I'll sit here and you will do as I say. So learn it,”

I pursed my lips, taking a deep breath, when he ordered,“Suck your finger,”

“Fi… finger?” I stammered, gulping unsurely. His gaze was unfazed, and he mumbled in a low tone,“Yeah, finger, for now.” His gravelly, deep voice had me flushing.

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