《Her Cursed Fate》23~|| Passion of Fire ||
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Alaknandha walked inside her Chamber only to find her husband sitting on the davenpot looking outside with a frown on his face. He looked like he was in a deep thought, so not wanting to disturb him she decided to go and change her clothes wanting to wear something comfortable for the night after a long day.
It had been a long and tyring day but despite it she was happy and contended. She met her best friend who was like a brother to her. She felt nostalgic on seeing his after so many days. They both have caught up with various events in each other's life which they have missed in these years. Nakul was like a star in her life, even though she couldn't see him always, she knew he was always there.
Nandha changed into a simple blue lehenga. She removed all her jewellaries except for her chudamani, which was placed on her head. She felt so light after changing. All the ornaments and heavy dresses are making it hard for her to even breath but what can she do, she is the yuvrani of Hastinapur and she needs to look proper and prim. Sometimes she wished she was a mere commoner so that he won't have to wear all these things and live a simple life.
Moving out of the chamber she noticed her husband still sitting in the same position as before. He looked so lost that he even failed to notice her presence beside him. A frown laced her lips as she felt concern clouding her thoughts. With slow steady steps she walked towards him and called him, shaking his shoulders slightly.
"Arya?"
"Hm"
Duryodhana looked at her startled. He blinked once, twice, thrice before looking at her, surprised. He gave her a small smile yet his eyes were having a far away look.
"Arya are you ok?" Nandha asked him, with concern in her eyes.
She sat beside him looking worried. He looked into her concern filled with unknown emotions twirling in his orbs. Seeing her concerned eyes was all he needed to calm his anger that was pulsing through his vein.
"I'm fine Nandha."
"You are lying arya. You look so restless and lost in your thoughts that you failed to notice even my presence. Now tell me the truth arya. Are you ok? Please tell me arya. You are making me worried."
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"It's nothing Nandha." He said turning away.
"Aryaa please, please share your problem with me instead of suffering alone. Your this silence is making me worried."
"Do you love me Nandha?" He asked completely avoiding her previous question.
"Arya what-"
"We will talk about my problems later. Now just answer to my question. Do you love me Nandha?" He asked with hopeful eyes.
For a few minutes Nandha kept looking at Duryodhana without answering. He felt worry bubbling his thoughts as he waited for to speak. She sighed softly before cupping his face in her hands, making him look in her.
"Arya, I have started loving you from the moment you returned me my mother's bangles. I was going to tell you about my feeling when you asked me to stay away from you. And after that incident I lost my confidence to speak to you, then our marriage happened. Then on our wedding night you confessed your feeling to me but I was afraid of you that time which made me stop myself from confessing my feelings to you. Then you became busy with your duties and then I didn't get time to tell you any of these. So I'm telling you now. I love you arya. I love you so much."
Duryodhan felt happy and contented with Nandha's answer. The heaviness he felt in his heart have vanished with Nandha's words. He felt happy that his wife loved him and not his cousin. She loved him from the beginning and not Nakul. He smiled softly before pulling her towards his chest.
A gasp escaped her lips at his sudden action. She fell into his chest, her legs straddling him. Their breaths mingling as their lips brushed against each other. Few straps of her hair fell on her face, tickling her softly. He gently tucked those pieces behind her ears.
"I love you more, Nandha more than one could every imagine." He whispered to her before joining his lips with her soft ones.
At first the kiss was slow, his hands slowly wrapping around her waist. Slowly, the kiss started deepening and she could feel his desire for her and what surprised her was that instead of getting scared like before she felt excited.
He lifted her petty body in his arms without breaking the kiss. He closed the curtains of the Chamber, with her still in his hands. He gently made her lie on the bed and hovered over her. He leaned down, his one knee dipping the mattress as his hands cupped her face. He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead before kissing her eyes. He kiss trailed down, to her jaw and then the corner of her lips.
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He waited for her to panic or tense up like she did on their first night. Feeling no response from him she opened her eyes and looked at him with a small smile. Her eyes held the same desire of passion, which he had for her and that was all he need to know that she was ready to take the next step with him.
"Let me show you my love for you sweetheart. Let me make love to you, Nandha." He almost pleaded.
"I am yours arya. There is nothing stopping you from making love to me." Was her only reply.
He looked at her with such intensity making her gulp slowly, passion and desire clouding her thoughts. He leaned down and kissed her soft petal like lips. He bit her lower lips making her moan in his mouth. She parted her lips allowing him to taste every bit of her mouth. The kiss soon turned into a heated one. He sucked her rose petal like lips.
Feeling her out of breath, he broke the kiss. He traced the outline of her swollen lips with his thumb as she breathed heavily. Her chest heaving up and down as she panted. Leaving her lips he started attaching her neck and shoulder. He bit her there making a painful moan escape her lips. Soon her pain turned into pleasure as he started sucking on the bit mark. She ran her hands through his curls as he kissed and sucked her neck and shoulder.
Looking into her eyes he removed her chunni from the grip of her skirt leaving her only in her skirt and blouse. He groaned as he felt the extreme desire rise in him. He kissed her clothed blossom making her legs curl in pleasure. Soft moans left her mouth making him turn on completely. His hands wandered and explored every part of her curvy body.
He removed her blouse, his eyes widened with his cock tightening seeing her perfect round breasts. She hugged him, hiding herself from his desire filled eyes. All his self control seemed to disappear as her naked chest brushed against his. His hand moved to her skirt, swiftly in one stroke he took off her skirt and pooled it down on the floor leaving her completely naked.
His desire filled eyes drank in every detail of her bare body. He felt some kind of possessiveness flowing through his veins at the sight of the chudamani which was kept on her hair. She wanted to cover herself feeling his heated gaze on her bare body but the pleasure she felt didn't allow her to move her muscles. He moved back, disposing the clothes from his body.
"Mine" He whispered as he kissed each and every part of her bare body marking her his.
He explored each and every part of her body which were never exposed before anyone. He touched her body which had been never touched before. Their bare bodies touching each other without any barrier between them. She felt the twinkling sensation build up in her stomach as he continued kissing and sucking, leaving marks on her bare body.
"This is gonna hurt you a bit. Don't worry it will turn into pleasure soon." He whispered looking down at her panting form.
"I love you arya and I trust you." She whispered hugging him.
Gently he entered her wet folds making her cry out in pain. Sweat beads formed on her forehead as tears tickled down her face. He kissed her face apologetically before whispering sweet words of comfort in her ears. He waited for a few minutes for her to adjust before slowly moving in her. Slowly her pain was replaced with pleasure.
Their moans and groans filled the chamber as they found themselves lost in new levels of ecstaticy. That night the two lonely souls became one. They became one soul with two body. The moon and the stars became witnessed the union of the two souls.
They continued making love till the early hours of dawn before sleep consumed them. They layed on the bed, their limps moulded together. They slept peacefully in each other's hand not knowing seeing the silence which was the warning before the storm.
He loved her so much yet he failed miserably in trusting her love for him.
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