Rikara SS:The Revealation- Part 3 updated(page 7) - Page 4

Gauri stood draping the sari in front of the mirror. It was off-white with violet at its borders. It suited her well and gave her the elegance that was required of her , being the bahu of the house. She loved colours- in fact back at Bareilly life meant a vivid splash of colours with the occasional touch of grey. But she has come a long way . She had reached the crossroads a few days back . She never got a chance to solve the puzzle- to choose the path . Her path was already chosen by none other than her husband. The events of the past 2 weeks flashed through her mind.

Veer Thakur, the only remaining brother of Kali Thakur had weilded a gun at Gauri and Omkara on that fateful day. The family stood stunned not knowing what the back story was. Svetlana stood there with an open mouth but no words came out. Gauri saw the mad man looking at them both with all the hatred in his eyes. She knew that all the dreams she had seen had com to an end. She wanted to make peace with her husband but that was something close to impossible until she saw Shivaay edging close to Veer Thakur. In something that could be termed as the coup of the century Veer was overpowered by an enraged Shivaay. Before the police was summoned over Veer got his fair share of some much needed blows from Omkara. Amidst all this Omkara had to apprise the family about the events that lead to his symbolic marriage to Gauri and he was intelligent enough to omit his assumptions about Gauri belonging to the same mould of Svetlana.

Regarding Veer Thakur what Gauri knew from Annika was that justice had been served. She never enquired further . There was much more she had to deal with. The whole family saw her as a sort of saviour for Omkara. Be it Daadi, Jhanvi, Annika or Rudra , every one of them wanted the marriage. Shivaay too wanted the same and of course for Tej , he understood that there was a chance of peace between him and his son.

Svetlana was discarded like a used paper cup now that Tej got privy to her role in the downfall of his family. Every one in the family wanted the marriage and Omkara never objected, to Gauri's surprise. the marriage and rituals got over like a dream but Gauri could see and sense something akin to anger in Omkaras eyes . He never looked at her nor talked to her during those days. In fact he avoided her which made her more confused. The wedding night never saw the union of the bride and groom. The bride fell asleep waiting for the groom . The next 2 days she saw him during breakfast, and dinner but never in her bedroom. The scant time he was in front of the radar of his family he behaved like a dutiful husband but never the loving husband.

She had no idea what was going on in his mind. To her it was like a hide and seek game. Seek she was ready but she had no idea where he was hiding. In the mirror She saw a child -woman staring back at her. She so wished she was tall and willowy so that the sari will look smoking sexy on her. Everyone can dream but here she was , at 5 foot 2 inches a short unattractive girl married to a handsome sexy man who hated her company and the sight of her.

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Omkara was sick with wanting. Never had he craved something( to be honest someone) to the point of feeling disgust for himself. He couldn't find a single argument to refuse the marriage. Every argument was in his head. His family will never have agreed with his assumptions regarding Gauri. To them she was everything- She was beautiful , brave , kind and what not!!! To them she was a saviour. Saviour to their family. To them she was ideal bahu material. And to him she was Svetlana 2.0. Except for his body's betraying reaction to her he hated her like hell. Svetlana never pretended to be good. She always showed her true colours. But Gauri, she was the worst hypocrite he had ever seen. She achieved her goals into getting married into a rich family and he was the one who facilitated it.

And he hated himself for the way his body reacted to her proximity.

He had spent his wedding night in his drawing shed in the midst of his sculptures and paintings. He couldn't fathom how he would react if he were to spend the night with the siren. He had not forgiven himself for his actions on the day he found out Gauri's disguise. To top that , he could still feel the silkiness of her hair, the soft smooth satin skin , the feel of her lips and the taste of her mouth. His body protested at the thought and he stifled a groan. This couldn't go on. He had to confront her. They had to come to an understanding. He decided that the only way to go forward was to get habituated to her. For that to happen he had to leave the shed and get back to his bedroom.

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Omkara had always liked tall girls with a perfect figure. He liked long legs, short hair and a skinny body. But the one who was combing her hair in front of the mirror was nothing like the girls in his imagination. She was a lovely vision in an off-white lace saree. She was adoringly petite, and she had the best figure and face Omkara had ever wanted in a lady. She had a creamy white complexion with a touch of rosy glint on her cheeks, beautiful hazel coloured eyes,her lips competed with the beauty of a rose bud, a heart shaped face, silky smooth hair falling in cascades, a graceful neck where he wanted to nibble and mark her, firm and young luxurious breasts, a small waist which he could span with his one hand and wide hips. The violet blouse left very little to the imagination. She started braiding her hair to one side and he was left to the vision of the beautiful expanse of her bare back.Omkara entered the room with steely resolve not to touch her and Gauri turned with a start. He could see she clearly was startled at his sudden entry.

After not seeing her husband for 3 days in a row post marriage , Gauri was shocked to see him in person in their bedroom. She looked at the tall handsome man she had come to care during her Gaurav Sharma disguise days. She tried to read his eyes but they where shuttered and guarded from her. But at this short distance she could sense some strange aura emanating from him. She opened her mouth but no sound came from within. She tried again but was horrified that no sound came out. At that moment she saw a gleam in her husband's eyes which was swiftly replaced by an expression alike to realisation. He took a step towards her. And she remembered the day he kissed her. Her eyes widened in horrified recognition. She mustered all her courage and spoke-

" Don't dare to come near me and don't you dare kiss me" she croaked

Of all the things ,Omkara didn't expect this from her. A few seconds ago he had realised that she was genuinely afraid of him or was that an act put up by her. He wanted to test either theory and so he had taken a step forward. But this she had openly put forth her fear and in a weird way Omkara felt annoyed. Was he such a bad kisser. Did she really loathe him touching and kissing her. His ex girlfriend always told he was a proficient kisser. It was a direct hit at his male ego. He took another step. He could see the shock in her eyes.

" Now you have dared me to kiss you! Or is it your lust talking Mrs Gauri Kumari Sharma Singh Oberoi" he said

" Lust???" She frowned

"Oh please! Don't act as if u have never heard the word. I know what kind of woman you are" he took another step and was now looking onto her face

Gauri's blood boiled. " What kind of woman I am dear patidev. You please explain . You have been saying this from the start of our meeting. I am still in the dark."

Omkara was so near her that he could inhale the fragrance of her hair and skin. It was a heady mixture of roses and lavender. He wantedto drown in the hazel pools of her eyes and drink the sweet elixir from her lips. He leaned into her making her lean on to the dressing table and thus blocking her from moving backwards. He put both his arms around her. Gauri was surprised he was embracing her and confused at what he was doing. She could feel her heart play a crescendo . Then he touched her hair and started unbraiding her hair. He spread her hair covering her bare back and then straightened.

Gauri had forgotten to breath. She gulped in some air. He had the magic to make her heart pound and mind sing.

" You are the kind of woman who will gladly show the world what belongs to a single man" he snarled

It took Gauri a minute for the words to sink in. And then she raised her hands to strike him which he deftly caught hold of and pinned her to the wall. All of his body was in contact with the full length of her. To which his traitorous body reacted. But he didn't leave hold of her. His rock hard chest pressed into her lush soft breasts . Gauri felt a shiver run through her spine. And then it was a tingling sensation all over her body. She tried to move him. But the more she tried the more he pressed into her.

" I have not forgotten the dare you set earlier. You definitely want that kiss and I shall oblige you" with that he plunged into her mouth. It was not a gentle kiss. There was anger, frustration, want and craving in it. With his invasion and plundering of her senses she couldn't think straight. His fevered hands roamed all over her body . The pallu of the sari had slipped away. The blouse had a plunging neckline and Omkara was given the most enchanting vision of a creamy soft cleavage.He couldn't take his eyes off her . His hands went to the top most button of the blouse. He looked at Gauri's face . Her face showed a mixture of emotions. Fear and desire - a heady combination. Omkara never had to think twice. His hands unbuttoned the first button . Off came the 2nd and 3rd button revealing more creamy skin with a violet lacy bra. Gauri could feel the blood rushing to her core. Her breasts too felt heavy. His touch raised goosebumps on her flesh. Her heaving breasts made him hot with desire. Omkara was not thinking rationally. All he wanted was her and she was in his arms. ...And it seemed she wanted it too. And why not they were husband and wife. He looks at her . She had closed her eyes and her hands were clutching his shirt. Omkara was about to open the last blouse button when a knock sounded at their door.

Both of them moved apart in shock. Gauri ran into the dressing room with her disheveled sari. Omkara was shocked at whatever he was about to do. He had again lost control. But this time he did not feel any regret. He felt a surprising exhilaration . But there was his disappointment at being interrupted and who was it at the door. He opened the door to Shivaay who entered the room.

" Om I came to discuss about the Baroda consignment. Did u..."

He stopped and looked at a Gauri who came from the dressing room. Her face was blooming like ared rose.

" Did I come in a wrong time" Shivaay asked.

Bloody wrong time. Omkara muttered to himself.

" Why don't we go to the study and discuss about this" Om said to Shivaay who nodded and went out

Before Omkara left he turned and told a baffled Gauri " The rest of the game we will play tonight"

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The rest of his day was too busy. He entered his bedroom late at night. And he saw his bride sleeping on his bed fully covered in blankets.

She had taken his threat very lightly. She might not have anticipated that he would sleep here tonight. But he was never going to abandon his bed anymore. He could here her soft snores . She was adorable in a way.

" Adorable?" She was the reason he had many sleepless nights and right now he was having one.

He was not able to sleep. He always slept naked. But while she was near he wouldn't do such a mistake. And wearing clothes to bed made him more restless. Her proximity made him want to take a cold shower. The bundle near him snored and he couldn't endure it any more. He pulled the blankets away but still she didn't get up. Her teeshirt was riding high up and he was treated to the vision of her smooth silky abdomen and navel.Om was on fire... He wanted to touch her there. To inhale her soft fragrance. He wanted to see and feel more of her. He had a sudden urge to know if she was wearing the violet bra.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face he settled into bed. He had to sleep. Sleep deprivation has made him this way. He decided to get that much needed sleep. He discarded his clothes and settled in to sleep.

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In her dreams Gauri was moaning with pleasure. She could feel his hands over her. His mouth playing magic on her. And then she suddenly woke up. She stifled a cry seeing her half naked husband near her. She stealthily tried to get out of bed when she was unceremoniously pulled into the arms of her husband. He was fully naked under the blanket and she was just in her skimpy nightwear. Gauri's eyes widened in shock when he pulled her under his blanket.

PS: ,I am not good at writing romances and romantic scenes. Please forgive me if I am not upto your mark. But If you would press the like button and drop in your comments I would be more than happy.