Arya's Pov

"Aap agar aise hi roti rahi to baddh aajayegi," Krunal said and tugged my hair bangs behind my ear.

(If you kept crying like this flood would occur)

It made me smile a little, his gentle voice always leaves a strong impact on my heart.

I snuggled in his embrace and kept my head on his chest hearing his heartbeat and trying to calm my impulsive nerves.

His embrace is no less than heaven to me, it feels so fine being in his warm arms.

I clutched his back tightly trying to seek the all comfort I could, I didn't want to waste a single second.

"Should I call Doc-

"No, please."

I muttered and bit my lips before murmuring in a low voice, "You don't like me."

Raiva Di's words were still running inside my head, what if he didn't like me? What would be the future of our relationship?

His hold loosened around me and he went silent for a moment making my heartbeat skip for a second.

"Why do you think like that?"

His straight words didn't go well with my heart nevertheless I answered what came into my head, "Raiva Di was saying A man could not leave without sex and You-

I stopped hearing his chuckle and realized what I just said, My cheeks turned red in embarrassment and I tried to correct myself, "I mean How are you? I didn't mean to say-

My words were cut off feeling his hot breaths on my neck, "And I don't have frequent sex with you."

"Sarkar.. A heavy breath left my mouth feeling his lips on my sensitive spot.

"I married you to take revenge on you."

My breath hitched hearing his serious tone.

"Why are you kidding-

"Ahh...

A hiss left my lips feeling his teeth grazing the soft flesh of my neck.

"I AM NOT."

My hold loosened around him after his words that made his sinful action come to an end.

He stared into my eyes which were filled with thousands of questions and sighed.

He hovered over me enough carefully and kissed my forehead making knots form on my stomach.

He sat on the bed and pulled me on his lap, wrapping his arms securely around my baby bump.

"What do you think Why did I marry you?"

His calmness always left me wondering How could he be like this, I never saw him getting angry with anyone, it didn't matter how angry he was.

I bowed my eyes and shook my head trying to control my overflowing emotions.

"Isn't it foolish of you to think that I don't like you when It was me who sent my grandparents to your house to ask your hand?"

My heartbeat accelerated a bit and I kept my chin on his shoulder feeling shy out of nowhere.

"Wasn't it me who neglected to marry your elder sister just to get married to you?"

This is what I hated the most, my sister was rejected numerous times only because of me.

People would call me selfish but I always ignored this fact in front of the happiness of getting married to him even after knowing the consequences of marrying before my elder sister.

I came from a lower middle-class family and always lived in the fairy tale of getting a husband who would be financially good and loving to me.

But who would have thought my dream would walk on the door of my house and would offer a marriage proposal in front of my parents?

When his grandparents came to our house to give his marriage proposal, My parents were paralyzed to even say a single word.

At that time they had been trying to settle down Ramona Di for so long but were unable to find a suitable husband for her and his proposal was beyond imagination.

But When his grandparents told Maa Babu that It wasn't for Ramona Di but for me they were left speechless.

I too was so shocked to know about it, we never met each other, I heard his name numerous times when he entered politics but meeting him was impossible for me.

This sudden marriage proposal was so odd and out of our reach, but most importantly it was for me when I was just an average-looking girl and Ramona Di was more beautiful than me.

Maa, Babu didn't think too much and neglected it saying that they couldn't marry off their younger daughter before their older one.

But Without any further thought, I said yes to this marriage, It wasn't like I was selfish or my intentions were too wrong but circumstances made me do it.

I accept. A little bit of greed, not greed but a wish for a happy and independent life aroused in me, I wanted to get out of that house to lessen my parent's burden.

I knew If I married Krunal Raichand there would be thousands of men who would get ready to marry Ramona Di.

But little did I know It wasn't the only reason. I became slightly self-centric or in simple words selfish while making that decision.

Maa Babu got angry with me and was so disappointed with my decision, but at last, they agreed to it in the end I was their daughter, but I left a deep grudge against me in my sister's heart.

I don't blame her though, who would love the selfish sister, who didn't think about her elder sister?

The way I thought after my marriage she would get a good husband nothing happened like that.

The men who came to see her used to taunt her saying that there would be some problems with her that's why our parents married me first.

But now she is happy in her life and I am most happy for her.

It was only an arranged marriage for me but for Krunal also, I thought he liked me but It was not like that.

On our first night, I wanted to ask him the reason behind him marrying me, but until he was finished with me it was morning and my throat was dry with those horrendous moans.

After that day he just got engrossed in his work and I too dropped the idea of asking him anything, what was the use of it?

"What do you want me to do to make you believe that I like you in many ways and positions?"

"Huh?" His question pulled me out of my thoughts and made me raise my brows in confusion.

I felt his hands slipping inside my blouse and I realized what he meant.

"You want it?" He asked lowering his voice and I felt something forming in my stomach.

What was it?

My breath hitched feeling his fingers running sensually on the hooks of my blouse making my hold tighten around his shoulder.

I felt something hard poking me down there and It took long one minute for me to realize he was just on a towel and what that thing was.

"Sarkar... I moaned without any shame when he moved in a circular motion making me look at the ceiling with the euphoric feelings bubbling up in my core.

Suddenly he harshly pinned me on the bed and my eyes widened with the impact.

"Do you want it?" His question made me blush and I lowered my eyes breathing heavily.

My chest was heaving up and down remembering his question and trying to avoid the urge to answer it.

Do I want it?

Maybe yes but I don't dare to utter it through my mouth and embarrass myself hereafter.

I felt his fingers smoothly undraping my saree and I let him do it letting myself be at his care.

He freed me from that lengthy cloth leaving me just on the mercy of my satin skirt and blouse with my baby bump full on display.

He bent down and kept his warm lips on my neck making me clutch my thighs tightly.

"Do you want it?" He huskily whispered making me close my eyes.

His voice was doing something with my body, yearning for something that was missing inside me.

"umhhhh.... I moaned feeling his lips crawling from my neck to my cleavage.

I was able to feel his saliva all over my neck making me feel more needy at the moment.

"Answer Me?" His questions were making me restless, why couldn't he proceed on?

He undid my blouse and I gasped to catch my breath feeling his hot mouth on my clothed nipple.

A strong urge to free them for his hungry mouth crawled into my mind making my hands tremble to pull off that hanging blouse and let him take my bud all inside his mouth but I resisted the idea not wanting to get manipulated by my husband.

He is good at making me needy, the same happened on our first night and I regret no I don't, but this is the third time and I don't want to lose so soon.

"Aren't you needy wife?"

"Don't Sarkar... I whispered my voice barely audible to my ears feeling his sinful sucks on my clothed nipple

His husky voice was making me feel heaven on the earth but his mouth on my nipple wasn't letting me forget the dirty hell of ecstasy I was feeling inside my core.

His lips crawled down on my stomach moving towards my belly button, his beard tickling my soft flesh and arousing me to the point that I was unable to control my wail and loudly moaned.

"Ahhhh....

"Isn't it feeling good Kali?" He teasingly asked and pushed the tip of his tongue into my belly button making me roll my eyes.

"Yes Sarkar...

He flirted pushing it in and out making me feel wet down there.

I am sure my panty would be damp with my arousal.

I am feeling so dirty with the thoughts I am getting about it.

I caressed my baby bump stroking it smoothly and trying to feel at ease without making those unholy thoughts.

"uhhhh.... A low sob left my mouth feeling his fingers crawling under my skirt and stopping on my thigh.

On the other hand, he touched the knot of my skirt and my heart jumped loudly in excitement.

He moved his fingers forward from my thigh stopping just near my femininity making it throb painfully to get touched by him.

"Do you want it, Kali?"

I wanted to scream yes I want you all inside me deeper where only you have the right to go, but held back my wish and turned my head away clutching the pillow underneath my head.

I felt his fingers caressing the hem of my panty and I prayed him to pull it off.

His fingers teasingly rubbed it and I bit my lip trying to suppress my moan.

"Sarkar, please...

Finally, I begged not having enough courage to take his teasing.

"Clear Words Kali."

"Sarkar, please.....

My lips trembled and I closed my eyes, I hated it but loved it at the same time, How could I?

"I NEED WORDS ARYA," His commanding voice made me flinch but aroused too and I knew I was dripping by now.

"Fuck me, please... I uttered with so much pain in my lower region.

I waited for his response and to pull off that panty but nothing came.

Suddenly he withdrew his hand from my all body parts making my eyes shoot open.

I stared at him to see he was smirking, and my body tiredly rested on the mattress, a lone tear rolled down the corner of my eye.

My eyes shamelessly travelled on his abs and stopped on his bulge that was visible through that tightly wrapped towel and again shifted to his hazel eyes.

"Sarkar... My voice cracked but he just raised his eyebrow making my heartbeat drop.

"YOU KNOW."

He shrugged his shoulder and took a seat on the couch near the balcony.

I moved my tongue on my parched lips and carefully got out of bed before gradually walking towards him.

I didn't dare to stare into his piercing gaze and bent on my knees in between his legs.

I carefully held his large palm in my both hands and begged, "Please Fuck me, Sarkar."

"EYES ON ME WIFE ."

He ordered and I immediately looked into his eyes before pleading with tears in my eyes, "Fuck me, Sarkar, please be inside me."