Shackles of Love#22#MG Pt 57/58 Pg 6/138 16/2/13 - Page 93

CHAPTER 58:

Maan put his hand over his eyes, trying to block the light as he tried to catch some shut eye. Removing his shirt, he kept it aside, as the dampness had begun to seep through it. He felt as if he hadn't slept for days, which he hadn't. So much had happened in the past couple of days that sleep had become an alien concept to him.

He looked at the face of the sleeping angel beside him, and a sense of calm settled in his heart.

Peace reigned and he smiled, closing his eyes only to hear some strange noises.

Looking here and there he found nothing. He ignored the noise and put his hands over his eyes once again, when he heard it again.

He looked around suspiciously before his eyes fell on Geet and he saw her shivering. The noise was her teeth chattering from cold.

Worried for her, he quickly got up to check on her. Her clothes were damp from the rains outside. He checked her forehead and felt a slight temperature. "At this rate she'll get sick in these wet clothes." He worried.

He grabbed her hands and feet, and started rubbing them, trying to warm her up.

"Geet'! Utho" He called out to her, not wanting her to slip into unconsciousness. He shook her, trying to wake her up, and to his relief, her eyes fluttered open.

As soon as Geet opened her eyes, the sight that met her made her blink twice.

Maan, in all his glory stood in front of her. "Oh! I must be dreaming," she thought and groaned.

Even in her dream he had to appear in his Greek God form, wearing only his vest that and he had his hands tightly clasping around her securely. He was hovering over her, pleading her, as he tried to revive her. His body shone in the light coming from the lantern nearby, making each of his features all the more prominent.

His eyes, his lips, his carved shoulders, all were laid out for her to feast on. And wasn't this her dream? Yes, it was, nothing else could explain the concern and love in his eyes. She could escape her reality and live the desire of her heart in her dream at least, couldn't she? Their togetherness was only her illusion, but in her dream she could live this moment to her heart's content, couldn't she? She unblinkingly took in his every feature, committing it to memory. The desire to feel them with her hands arose in her, wiping out rational thoughts and she called out to him. In her drugged state, the thin line between her reality and dreams, fading.

"Maan'" she tried whispering, but it came out like a croak through her chattering teeth.

He turned around to look at her, thankful that she had gained consciousness.

However, he was caught like a rabbit in the headlights, as he felt the full effect of her dazed and drugged hazels on him.

They were gazing straight into his, and the message projected in them knocked the breath out of him. He couldn't comprehend what brought out this change in her, but then reasoned that it might be the effect of her medicines. But whatever the reason be, matters of heart regarded no rationality. They heard just the language of their corresponding heartbeats and drew in to feel the warmth of love.

Her eyes beckoned him like moth to a flame, burning him with just a look. His desires unfolded as he looked at her inviting eyes. They beseeched him to come near her, to take her and all rational thoughts left him.

Leaving her hand, he slowly came to her, as if in a spell.

He lay down beside her, and turned to her. The pad of his thumb reached out to caress her inviting lips which trembled at his touch, partly in cold and partly with anticipation.

Unable to control any longer, he bent his head over hers, coming close to her lips, and stopping near them. His hot breath mingled with hers, sweetening the anticipation, as he looked into her eyes, looking for permission to proceed.

His husky "Geeet'" was lost in her moan of surrender, and he lost no time in capturing her lips, devouring them, making her moan with his passion. There was no softness or hesitancy in him, he was claiming her totally, leaving no part of her mouth untouched. He had waited too long and now that she was in his arms, he refused to let go.

Meri baahon me behekne ki sazaa bhi sun lo

Ab boht der me azaad karunga tumhe

By Nauri (Koolsmile)☺️

Her hands went around him, pulling him closer against herself. Maan left her lips to trail a series of kisses along her jaw line, towards her ear, biting her earlobe as he went by. His hands which were supporting his weight crept along her sides, leaving behind a trail of fire, burning her overheated skin.

His hand crept to her neck, removing the shawl covering her, throwing it away. Her dupatta was disposed of next.

Her toes curled as his eyes passed over every curve on her body, his eyes so passionate that it felt like he was touching her bare skin.

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Hmmm

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

[[Bekaraan = Infinite, limitless

Will you please close your deep, enormous eyes; because I'm getting drowned in these? At least let me breath.

Those beautiful expressive eyes of his would be the death of her someday. Like now, they were telling her what he wanted to do; his passion and desire burning naked in them. The flames lit in those eyes matched the flame lit within the pit of her stomach.

She turned away in coyness, burrowing into herself, trying to hide from his all seeing eyes.

But his hand went around her waist to stop her, pulling her back against his body. Her breathing deepened, as she felt his lips kiss her at the base of her neck. His finger went to open the dori, pulling it out of the way, his lips foraying on her tempting white skin.

Lillaah

[Praise be to the Lord! (For creating such a divine beauty)]

He turned her round so that he could gaze his fill at the seductress lying in his arms.

His eyes worshiped the sight in front of his eyes. How can anyone be so beautiful! Wrapping his hands around her waist, he locked her to him, and lowered his head to capture her lips again in a warm kiss holding her firmly within the cage of his arms, making her writhe and moan in delight as she tried to match his burning ardor. He nibbled and sucked and licked her lips, his tongue demanding entry to claim the sweetness within, and she gladly obliged. The desire to feel him arose within her, and she trailed her hands along his waist, her hands going beneath his vest to feel his warm skin against her fingers.

Ek Zara Chehra Udhar Keejay Inayat Hogi

Ek Zara Chehra Udhar Keejay Inayat Hogi

Aap Ko Dekh Ke Badi Der Se Meri Saans Ruki Hai

Aap Ko Dekh Ke Badi Der Se Meri Saans Ruki Hai

[[Will you please do me a favor and turn your face the other way? Because your beauty has taken my breath away. And if I keep looking at you, I'll surely lose my breath.]]

They broke off the kiss to take in huge gulps of breath. Maan turned her on her stomach and Geet clenched her fingers in the hay, feeling innumerable sensations jolting her as she felt his teeth gripping her zip and lowering it, anointing her skin with his love as he went lower. His hands pushed away her kurti, removing the offending garment, planting kisses around her neck. she wished never to wake up from this dream.

He bit her collarbone, a husky moan of unadulterated pleasure escaping his mouth. His lips trailed till they reached the edge of her lacy b** suckling the smooth skin, making her arch backwards, wanting more.

He lifted his face as he felt her demands, his naughty eyes and delectable smirk making her squirm in restlessness.

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

The innocent siren lying beneath him made him catch his breath in wonder.

Geet shyly took her hands and covered his eyes, blushing all over at the awe apparent in them while gazing at her. Maan removed her hand, biting her finger playfully in punishment for hiding her from him.

He wanted to sheath himself in her and claim her as Maan ki Geet forever.

He wanted to drown in this bliss called love.

Ek Zara Dekhiye To Aapke Paaon Tale

Kuch Toh Atka Hai Kahin Waqt Se Kahiye Chale

[Have a look, I think there's something (stuck) under your feet. Oh, it is time that has gotten stuck there. Now would you give it the permission to move? Because it stops when you stop.

He took her feet in his hands, sucking the tips of her toes, giving individual attention to each of her beautifully carved toe, and then moved to her ankles, leaving Geet shuddering in ecstasy.

The small bleeding wounds caught his eyes, making his heart burn at the cruelties she had faced. He kissed each one reverently, his eyes promising her that he would never let even a feather harm her in future.

Udti Udti Si Nazar Mujhko Choo Jaaye Agar

Ek Tasleem Ko Har Baar Meri Aankh Jhuki Hai

[[When you even fleetingly look at me, I lower my eyes in salutation.]]

Geet gazed into his pained eyes, her own calming him down. Her eyes conveyed her trust in him, on his words, on his promise.

His eyes lowered in worship for this woman who had suffered because of him, and still she had the heart to trust him on his wordless promise.

Aap Ko Dekh Ke Badi Der Se Meri Saans Ruki Hai

Leaving her foot, he once again came back to claim her lips for himself, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. They panted and gasped for breathe, but didn't leave each other.

Aankh Kuch Laal Si Hai Raat Jaage To Nahi

Raat Jab Bijli Gayi Darr Ke Baagey To Nahi

[[Your eyes seem a little bloodshot, I hope you didn't stay awake last night. I hope the power cut last night didn't scare you.]]

Maan raised his eyes to gaze into hers, wanting to see her love reflected there, like always. He had just been too blind to see it.

Her eyes were red.

Maybe due to the tears she had shed, because of him and his prejudices.

Maybe because of the nightmarish night she had spent, waiting for someone to rescue her.

Maybe because of the atrocities inflicted on her by her family.

She closed her eyes, partly because she was unable to bear the intensity in his and partly because her eyelids were getting heavier and felt something soft touching her eyes tenderly. Tears poured down her eyes, her hands tightening around him, clasping him to her, fearing that this would be a dream and he would disappear the moment she would wake up.

He kissed her cheeks, drinking her precious pearls, absorbing her pain.

Kya Laga Honth Tale Jaise Koi Choth Chale

Jaane Kya Sochke Iss Baar Meri Ankh Jhuki Hai

[[What is it (like a bruise) under your lips? I don't know what thought just crossed my mind, which has made me lower my gaze.

His eyes moved downwards and he caught site of her cut lip. Shocked that he hadn't noticed it before, he panicked thinking that he had done it, and as she read his eyes, she shook her head. Her eyes betrayed the horrifying truth of the bruise.

His head dropped in shame and he rested his head on her chest, and his own tears escaped. He burrowed into her bosom, crying at his helplessness, his inability, his failure in protecting the precious gift that he had been honored with.

It had been all because of him that his Geet had suffered so much.

Aap Ko Dekh Ke Badi Der Se Meri Saans Ruki Hai

Geet gently put her hands in his hair, soothing him, lifting his head back to her.

She shook her head, not blaming him for her condition. She mimicked his actions, drinking away his tears, placing soft nibbles all over his face, her hands moving all over his chest and back, feeling his muscles bunch as her fingers laid claim to his body.

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

Maan shuddered under her innocent touches, which were driving him wild.

He pulled away from her, grabbing and holding her hands. He didn't want this night to end so soon. He wanted to savor their togetherness, love her like there was no tomorrow. Mark each part of her as his.

He wanted to heal the wounds he had circuitously inflicted on her.

Aankhein Teri Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keejay Na

Aasman Hi Aasman Aankhein Bandh Keejay Na

His tongue darted out to lick the bruise near her lip, comforting her bruised heart as well.

He felt her body shuddering in his arms, and her fainting suddenly, brought him back to reality.

What was he doing? Did he really want to go ahead and consummate this relationship when Geet was not even in her senses? Did he want her to regret this in the morning?

It was like a dash of ice cold water on his libido. He immediately left her, putting some distance between them only to realize that she was still shivering with cold.

Bekaraan Hai Bekaraan Aankhein Bandh Keeje Naa

Doobne Lage Hai Hum Saans Lene Deeje Naa

Knowing there was no other way out, Maan tried to wake her to consciousness, so that she could change, but Geet had slipped into a trance like state, just staring at him with her 'infinite eyes' making it all the more difficult for him to hold back. She was blinking occasionally, sleep slowly catching up with her.

With trembling fingers, he disposed of her damp patiala and wrapped her in her dupatta which was thankfully dry.

Lillah

Her complaining protest was ignored as he hauled her into his arms and rubbed her back soothingly in order to warm her up. After a few minutes of mumbling, Geet wrapped her arms around him tightly and slipped into deep slumber, leaving a restless but peaceful Maan to reminisce over the beautiful moments he had shared with his wife.

He glanced at her sleeping peacefully in his arms for one last time, a thought ringing in his mind.

"Ik baar to yu hoga thoda sa sakoon hoga

na dil mein kasak hogi na sir mein junoon hoga"

[[Someday, it will be so - I'll find my peace

There will be neither this longing in my heart, nor this madness in my head]]

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