I slid my finger inside my mouth, wetting it and took it out, turning towards him.
“Close your eyes,” I squeezed my eyes shut in the bat of an eye.“Take it between your legs,” he husked.
I shivered; my whole being felt enticed.“Are you sure?” he responded with a soft hum.
I slipped my finger on my folds, swallowing hard. I could feel his piercing eyes on me. It made me feel strange and indecisive, so I waited for his next command.
“Now, look at me,” he stated, and I opened my eyes, tilting my head to the side.
“Brush yourself with your finger,” I did as he told me. My breathing turned uneven under his intense gaze on my shuddering form as he looked at me in my most vulnerable state.
“Slowly,” he demanded,“Play with yourself... up and down, softly... with care,”
It began to affect me deeply. The way I followed his words, dancing on his fingertips, made me feel as though I was at his mercy.
My heart beat escalated as I raked my eyes at his toned chest, his fine abs, and his muscular hands. And even though I hadn't seen it yet, I could tell how strong and thick his thighs were under his dhoti.
While brushing myself, I suddenly felt a sensation erupt from the pit of my stomach, causing a low, shaky sound to elicit from the back of my throat. The weight of that feeling felt heavy on my lashes.
I bit back the moan that was about to slip off my mouth and forced my eyes closed. The noise of my bangles pierced throughthe silence. And, whatever it was, it began building stronger inside me, causing my thighs to tremble severely.
I lifted my lashes to look at him. The fact that he was watching me, doing that to myself, looking at me, feeling the way I was feeling, caused sparks to pass through my spine.
“Please, come closer,” I pleaded, my tone desperate and low, aroused yet timid.“Keep doing,” He rasped.
Suddenly, he stood up from the chair, making my breath hitch. My hand froze instantly, and I brought my legs closer and gaped at him getting near the bed.
He partly bent over my lying form, weighing on his palms, and I attempted to sit. But before I could decipher what was happening, he knelt on the floor and dragged me to the edge of the bed by my thighs.
“Rudra,” I gasped. I couldn’t do or say anything as he spread his hand across my chest and pushed me back, making me lie on the bed. I tried to move, but his hand was strong enough to suppress me.
“Ranaji,” I stuttered, wanting to remind him of his status and that he shouldn't be doing so as a king. But before I could voice anything out, he pressed his lips over my inner thigh and sucked on the muscle harshly.
“Ahhh…….” A loud cry escaped my mouth when he bit me there, and I immediately grabbed his head. My heart raced, and my head fell back on the mattress, making me hold his wrist over my chest. I knew the way he bit my skin would definitely leave a bruise.
He pulled away from my thighs and looked me in the eye. I tried to sit, leaning on my elbows to meet his gaze. My cheeks felt warm, and I shivered with anticipation as sensations ran down my body.
“Ranaji, you shouldn't be doing that,” I breathed. However, he took my right hand close to his mouth, beholding my eyes, and put my finger into his mouth. I went agape.
He tasted me, licking my finger, and I blinked my eyes steadily, feeling my stomach do somersaults.
This man was driving me insane. Totally. Never in my wildest fantasies had I thought of this. Especially him tasting me. Before our fight, he had never touched me, not even accidentally. And so I never thought he'd taste me like that.
Suddenly, I felt a wave of jitters, which had me part my lips, when he leaned closer to my core.
“Rudra,” I tried to call him, but he hummed,“Hnn-hmmm,” breathing on me. He pressed his lips on top of my cleft, and my brows pinched together like something had happened in my body.
I raked my hand through his hair when he put pressure on my lower lips, making me arch my back in expectation. My breathing turned ragged, my nipples perked up hard, and goosebumps raised on my skin when he flicked his tongue over my folds.
“Aaahhh….” I tried not to be too loud, but the way he began lapping on my skin hard, swirling his tongue deep inside, had me whimpering insanely. The sound of my bangles resonated in the big chamber, and my thighs shook, making me curl my toes as he nipped his teeth on my inner skin.
I hissed, feeling the pleasurable ache, and my hold on his wrist tightened, which had kept me immobile. He kept licking me, sucking me, making me moan until the last ounce of sanity left me.
My body turned wildly hot, my throat ran dry with all the moaning, and my knees turned limp, feeling ecstatic. My brain oozed with pure bliss, feeling his lips on my sensitive spot.
I squeezed the bedsheet with the other hand, biting on my lower lip when he delved his tongue way down in me.
“Aaahh… Ru... Rudra,” I could feel the energy draining from my body. My stomach stretched with the contractions, and my hair was completely tousled with all the quivering.