《Forbidden Princess (Complete)》CHAPTER 23
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It has been couple of weeks since the attack. After a proper investigation, my men found out that the attacker were none other than Shaktinand's people and they were here to kill me and take Nandini along with them.
After captivating Nandini, her father had several times tried to rescue her from me. He had repetitively sent his men to Jaisheelgad but every times they were either caught by my men or sometimes managed to flee away successfully.
Once I had purposely gave her the news about the killings of her people, with an only intention to hurt her. I remember how much that news had saddened her back then but this time I haven't utter a single word about the attacker who were in reality her men and who got killed right infront of her.
The day I had narrated my tragic story to her. I was in a total mess. After relieving those painful moments of my life I somehow woke up from my sweet dream where I was roaming free in the garden of love with Nandini while keeping aside my determination to seek revenge for my dead father and my aunt tucked away somewhere in a shelve. I will never spare Shaktinand for what he did to them.
After some days Nandini came to me . She wanted to know that why I left that day all of a sudden without any further conversation. While talking to her I noticed that her hand injures were almost healed and looked in a good condition . She wanted to talk more about it but I just stopped her in the middle and ordered her to not talk about this topic ever again. She still insisted about it but like always wearing a frown and cold look I walked away from her.
Since that day I have strictly stopped thinking about her. I have made myself clear that no matter how much I have deep feelings for her she will ultimately will always remain her father's daughter and why will she ever love a person who has put her through so much. That day she had clearly said to me that she hates me, then why on earth I expect her to love me back . She will never accept my love and she will never accept me . I will be stupid if I think that She'd understand my feelings and I have to accept this whether I like it or not. Scribbling off her name from my heart will not be easy for me but I have to try coz that's the only way it has to be.
Lying on my bed and thinking about all this I was just not able to sleep as I was feeling restless and disturbed.I sat up on my bed and walked across my room to the place where Nandini slept.
Standing before the thin curtain I called upon her . It was midnight and unlike me , she was fast asleep. I didn't wanted to wake her up at this hour... but I guess being rude and unconcerned to her and
only treating her as an enemy's daughter will be an only way to make her go away from my mind . The more care I about her the more difficult it'll grow for me to detach my mind from her.
" Wake up ..." I ordered showing no regrets.
I sensed no movements of her through the thin curtain so I called her again. After a moans she replied in a soft whisper sitting up.
" Yes... "
" Pick up some dry clothes and get them to the swimming room." I said flatly with an attitude of king.
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" Now... ?? " she asked surprised from behind the curtain between us .
" Is there any problem ??" I asked being a jerk .... guess what I was trying to be rude.
" Noh ..." she replied in her confused tone.
" You know where the room is ?? " I asked
" Yeah ... I once happened to go there."
" Fine . Arrange it quick. I'll be there shortly. "Saying that I went straight to the balcony and placed my hands on the cold rails and exhaled a long breath.
Standing there , I again wandered back into my thoughts about everything happening in my life. I got lost so deep into my thoughts that I almost forget that I have to go to the swimming room and hence stepping back to the reality, I made my way towards the swimming room.
Reaching there I went confused as I couldn't spot Nandini anywhere. It was strange to not find her in here. A question popped into my head that where could she go. I saw my clothes were placed on the edge of the pool. Then all of a sudden I noticed a marron dupatta floating on the water and someone already sunk inside.
My eyes went wide in horror as it immediately struck me that , someone under the water is Nandini.
Wasting no more time I dived into the water to rescue her.
Reaching down I saw her floating still like a wax doll with her hands spread wide loosely. Her long hair waved into every direction around her face while her eyes were shut closed. I embraced her with my one hand and swam to the surface of the water and quickly came to the edge and made her lie down on the long pool stairs while I stood half in the water.
I placed the back of my finger near her nostrils to find that she was not breathing.
" Nandini ..... Nandini " I patted her cheeks to wake her up in panic as I was shaking in fear . It was like every thing was literally crashing down.
" N..n..no..no no... " I breathed out looking at her in fear.
I was exactly experiencing those horrible emotions when I woke up to find my father dead. The same emotions when I saw Nandin falling down from the chariot. I
Immediately placed my shaky hands over her chest and started to pump her heart.
"NANDINI... BREATH ... please. " I pleaded to her as she remained lifeless. Even drenched in water my body was on fire due to this tremendous tension.
I kept on pressing her chest and internally praying for her life. I pleaded her to open her eyes for once.
" NANDINI... please wake up"
" ..... Don't do this to me" I murmured pleading.
I kept on pumping again and again while murmuring then all of a sudden with a jerk she coughed out some water. She vomited again as She had gulped lots of water which gushed out of her stomach.
Watching her throw up I instantly placed my hand behind her head and helped her to sit up. She coughed and took some audible breaths from her mouth, while I just kept looking at her breathing hard.
Slowly her breathing and my racing heart soon got clamed and steady. She sat in front of me being all wet . Her hair were sticking to her back while water dripped out as drops.
After the situation got stable, I noticed that due to the absence of her dupatta her front torso was all exposed. Her body was of a shape like a lean hourglass. She was only covered by a white coloured breast cover and white dhoti. Being wet her clothes were sticking to her body.
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My eyes slowly and unintentionally shifted from her eyes to her neck ,to her chest and her bulged out full breast. Her breast cover has shifted down a bit from its place as the fabric was drenched in water making the archs and cleavage of her breast clearly visible. Her thin concaved waist too had my equal attention. Water droplet were sliding down from her every portion of her body making her look steamy hot and impeccably sexy.
I took a long gulp to view her like that while the desire to have her tightened the knot in my gut . Both of us were looking at each other like as we were left hypnotised. My eyes relished her every uncovered skin, her bare hands and chest and her bare waist. Like always I couldn't move my eyes from her.
I could feel some water drops on my body slid down from my wet hair , slowly making its way down towards my bare neck and chest , abs and finally got sipped up by my wet dhoti which also got shifted a bit down due to the weight of water.
She was looking at me with her shy mixed with a slight growing desire. Looking at her I just couldn't hold myself back any more and took a step closer to her and quickly placed my hand on her flushed cheeks and crashed my lip to hers. I kissed her like she was a fountain of sweet water to heal my burning heart while swirling my tounge in her mouth and placed my other hand at the upper back of her waist.
She too moaned accepting my kiss. I could feel her getting loose and weak for me. Continuing with unending kiss my hand slowly travelled down from her cheeks, to her neck and chest and lightly brush past her breast and further slip down to her waist and pushed her from her back to further get pressed to my body.
Kissing her with that intensity soon we had to detach our kiss as we were out of breath. I had no more control over myself as an intense and a passionate sexual desire aroused within me.
Looking deep into her eyes I picked her up in a bridal style. she went surprised due to my sudden move. Within no time I made my way towards a wall where a mid sized head sculpture was placed as a showpiece near to it. I pressed that head to go backwards with the help of my elbow while holding Nandini in my arms to open the secret door which further opened a secret room.
This secret room was for the Kings and queens of this palace for being alone together and far away from the rest of the palace . This room was not very huge but was surrounded with wall , sculptures and art . The sculpture placed here were of man and a woman which only exhibited sexual postures and a huge bed was placed in the middle next to a wall.
As soon as the door was open. I walked in holding Nandini on my arms. I gently placed her on the bed and kissed her again bringing her face up with my finger tips.
The more I kissed her the more she turned red. I quickly went and closed the opened door by pressing another sculpture head which was placed inside of this room.
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I turned back and looked straight at her . Her face was reflecting shades of turmoil ,a bit of curiosity, a bit of desire which over all made her look more appealing and sensuous.
I again advanced my step for her and held her hand to stand up. I gently brought my lips near her ear and sucked her earlobe which made her release a moan placeing her soft hand on my strong and bare shoulders . I wanted to hear more of her soft moans as I have always longed for it . Then I slowly brought my lips to her neck which slightly made her head go tilt aside while her chest rise and fall deep.
Now slowly my gentleness was drifting away as gradually my wildness was taking its place. Kissing on every inch of her neck now I lightly pushed her on the bed and crawled over her. I looked into her eyes which were semi closed with plasure while mine were going dark because of this tremendous need to get inside her. I dug my fingers inside the fabric which covered her breasts and slid it down only to go more crazy. Her soft breasts were released from their cover. It was now left all bare and open before me. I didn't know whether to stare at them or devour it right away.
Breathing hard I Unhurriedly licked the tip of her nipple and played with it with my tongue. She moaned when I gradually sucked up her right breast . I could feel her nipples hardened as she whimpered beneath me. Her hands held my head gently with pleasure. I changed my target to the next breast which was too waiting for my attention. While playing and sucking with her tender breasts my hand slowly travelled to her lower waist and slipped under her dhoti.
Reaching down to the intended place I smiled while my tongue was busy licking her nipple as I just got to know that she was all juiced up and wet . I with the help of my fingers I lightly stroked in making my way inside it. Feeling my fingers exactly where it provokes her more she released a long moan . I did not wished to play much as I just wanted to end our sexual agony as soon as possible.
I quickly untucked and removed her dhoti off her hips and quickly released my long erect shaft out and moved its way inside her.
Feeling it entering into her soft flesh she embraced me tight due to the pain while raising herself a bit from the bed.
" Aaàaaahhh !! " she cried
I slowly further forced it in a little more inside of her making her whimper out of pain. I knew that she is a virgin but it was also a first time for me too as this was the first time ever in my life I was making out with some . A some who is just not any girl but a love of my life. I pulled it a little out the mid way and again gently thursted it nice and slow ,making sure that I don't kill her out of pain.
I reapted the process again and again by just keeping the pace slow as I too wanted to live this moment of utter happiness and pleasure of my life even when my sexual needs screamed to bang her core with full force and as fast as possible.
Slowly she too started to loosen herself by the wave created by me and thats when I understood that this was the time when she is ready to bare my hit inside her and by that I now increased my pace.
Her continuous moans and whimpers was adding on to my plasure. I moved it in and out with a little force than earlier. She too widened her legs letting me deep inside her to force more . She dug her nails on my back while her sweet painful moans played into my ears like a sweet music. The pace was in full motion where both of us just concentrated for our respective releases and with that the fast pace now turned out more vigorous. Both of us held each other dearly to reach the goal of satisfaction and finally our struggles to taste the nectar of our sexual desire came to an end making us hold each as we went still while it got released.
She shuddered under me while sucking long breaths just like the way she did when she woke up in the pool. I stayed upon her for a moment while catching my breath . I shifted and slept next to her , sticking my body with hers.
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