Okay girls, here I am with the hardest update of this story. You won't believe how many times I had to stop in between writing. Uffff, I am feeling way too hot 😉😆. I know the expectations are high and I sincerely hope that I have done some justice. I will leave you to decide that. Here it comes and I am going offline. Too shy, blush, blush 😳😳😳😳😳
This part contains adult content. Suitable for readers above 16 years of age.
Part 74
Milind's heart was thundering as he slowly stepped inside the room. He took a deep breath and closed the door behind him softly. The beautifully decorated room did nothing to his hightened senses as his eyes searched the room. He knew very well that he wouldn't find her anywhere near the bed. His lips creased into a small smile. He walked past the bed slowly and his impatient eyes atlast found her near the far corner of the room and he went completely still. There she was, his bride……..his love……..his wife. Dressed in the colour he had wanted to see her in, her pallu still pulled down up to her forehead, she stood there, so demure and half hidden in the shadows. The semi darkness in the room, the flickering candle lights along with the filtering in moonlight only hightened her beauty. His heart grew heavy with unexplainable longing. All he wanted to do was to take her in his arms and completely forget himself and the world in her sweetness. He wanted her………needed her with a longing and passion he had never known before. Atlast the moment which they had waited for months was on them. A drew a shuddering breath in and his eyes softened seeing her taut form. Her hands were clenched at her sides, her head bent and he was certain that she was shivering slightly. He remembered his father's words. It was the most important night of their life and he wanted to make it perfect for her ………for them. He walked slowly towards her and smiled as she stepped back and stopped as the back of her legs hit the huge loveseat in the corner.
"Hey, …..how's my cherry girl doing?" he asked huskily and reached out to touch her hands. With a gasp, Prachi moved back and stumbling against the loveseat, sat down heavily on it. Milind smiled and sat down next to her and his smile widened at her attempts to keep her body as far from his as possible. He moved closer to her, his body touching hers and bent closer to her, "Hey…..I am dying to see my wife's beautiful face? May I?" he drawled huskily.
Prachi kept her eyes closed and a shiver went through her as she felt Milind's warm breath on her face. There was no more space to move and she held her breath as Milind's fingers moved her pallu away from her face and down her head. Feeling exposed to his heated gaze, she clenched her hands tighter. She could feel his eyes on her, hear the sharp intake of his breath.
Milind lifted her chin up, "Beautiful…….", he drawled huskily and his lips brushed her forehead in a soft kiss. Prachi took a shuddering breath in, breathing in his cologne and the familiar manly smell of him. "Look at me, sweetheart", Milind murmured and she opened her eyes slowly. Her eyes looked up to meet him for a fraction of a second and shied away immediately. Milind laughed softly as her cheeks coloured a deep red.
The back of his fingers caressed her red cheeks, "I am the luckiest and happiest person in this world, Prachi. Thank you for coming into my life. You have made it beautiful beyond words. Thank you", he said soflty. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her clenched fist. Prying her fingers open, he placed the palm of her hand against his cheek. Brushing his cheek against her hand, he smiled, "Is this stubble okay for you?" his voice was seductive to the core and Prachi blushed even deeper. He held her hand still effectively stopping her from pulling away. She gasped as his lips trailed the soft skin of her palm. "If I try to find my name in your mehndi in this dark, I will be at it all night and we don't want that, do we?" he asked softly and Prachi closed her eyes again. Her throat felt dry and for the love of god, she couldn't have uttered a word even if she had tried harder. Milind's fingers trailed down her wrist and played with her bangles. "Hmmm, too much jewellery! Taking them all off you is going to be a sweet torture", he groaned and shocked, Prachi pulled her hand back swiftly and curled it on her lap.
Nervousness filled her as a smiling Milind took her hand again and slowly slid the bangles off her wrist. He trailed soft kisses on her bare hands adorned only by mehndi and her engagement ring. His lips were warm and his breathe hot on her skin and his one day stubble prickly. Eyes still closed, Prachi bit her lip. A protest escaped Milind's lips immediately and his fingers tugged at her lowerlip. Prachi gasped as his fingers caressed her lips gently. Milind leaned closer as a desperate need to kiss her filled him. Prachi turned her face away sharply and he stilled.
A frown creased Milind's forehead. "What's wrong, Prachi? Are you tired?" he asked softly. She hadn't said a word. He knew that she would be very shy and nervous but she seemed too quiet and completely nonresponding. He knew that she would be very tired after a sleepless night and the long and emotional wedding. Was she sleepy? Should he just let her get some rest? A strong wave of disappointment filled him. But he wanted her to be comfortable. Tonight was not about him. It was more about her and most of all about them. A sigh escaped him and he carefully hid his disappointment when he spoke. "I think you are tired, Prachi. Why don't you get some sleep? We can talk tomorrow", he said softly. Prachi's eyes flew open in shock. Before she could protest, he was already getting up. "You will find night clothes in the bathroom. Why don't you freshen up? You drink hot milk before bed, don't you? Let me warm up some for you", he spoke quickly.
Shocked and worried that she might have upset him, Prachi reached out to hold his hand. Milind looked at her surprised and she shook her head in answer to his silent query. Milind sat down again, "What is it, honey?" he asked again, picking up her distress. Too scared to say anything, Prachi buried her face in his shoulder. Tension drained out of Milind as he immediately put his arm around her, holding her gently. He could have kicked himself for rushing it and scaring her. "Don't be afraid of me, sweetheart. I may be your husband now but I am still the same person, the same Milind that you have known all along. I would never hurt you, Prachi. I love you, my cherry girl. I love you with all my heart", he said softly.
Prachi's fingers curled tightly in his shirt. Yes, it is him, her friend, her lover and now her husband. What was she afraid of? She sighed deeply as Milind's lips caressed her ear lobe. "Are you happy, Prachi?" he asked huskily. Face still buried against his chest, Prachi nodded. "Say something, honey…..anything" his voice pleaded. Prachi smiled, "I love you" she whispered soft and clear and hugged him as his hold tightened around her. "Now that's my girl", he sounded satisfied.
He removed one ear ring deftly and Prachi gasped as he traced his tongue along her ear lobe. "Hmmm, so you are not sleepy, right?" he murmured and Prachi nodded slowly. "Interesting! That's one long night ahead, Cherry. How are you planning to spend it, if not sleep?", he murmured again and smiled as she gasped aloud. "I will give you two options, honey. Either you tell me how to keep us busy tonight or stay silent and leave it all up to me", he said naughtily. Prachi's face flamed and she buried her face deeper into his chest. Milind's guys gleamed naughtily, "Fabulous. I will take your silence for affirmative. Don't worry, darling. I will keep you very busy tonight and I promise you that you will have no complaints", his seductive voice sent a tingle down her spine and Prachi shivered and tried to pull away. Milind immediately softened, "Alright, honey. Please don't go all quiet on me. I will behave and no more of such talks. Just stay in my arms…please", he said softly and Prachi blushed more.
Picking up her left hand, Milind kissed it, "I have something for you, darling", he said. Prachi moved slightly away from him as he removed her engagement ring from her finger. She slowly looked up at him; taking in his magnificient light khakhi coloured kurta and her eyes drank in his handsome face, the dim light in the room making him even more dashing. She blushed as Milind's eyes met hers and looked down immediately. Milind grinned, "I am all yours, Prachi. Look at me as much as you want. I won't stop you", he said naughtily, enjoying her shyness. He wondered how she would be as the night progressed. His body tightened in anticipation and he shook his head as if to clear his thoughts. Prachi looked at her hand in surprise as he slid a ring on her finger. "Now and Forever" he said softly and kissed it. "It's engraved", he said again as Prachi looked on in amazement as the diamond studded wedding band sparkled catching the candle light. He slid her engagement ring back on her finger and placed her hand against his heart, "My wife", he murmured softly to himself. Prachi's eyed filled with tears. What did she ever do to deserve so much happiness, so much love and tenderness? She asked herself and buried her face in his hand, the warmth of his skin so comforting. Now and Forever……….so true. She placed a soft kiss on the palm of his hand. "Do you like it?" he asked and she nodded.
Milind cupped her face and lifted it up. His heart constricted on seeing the tears glistening on her closed eyelids. He kissed them softly. Prachi's heart thudded as his lips trailed across her cheeks, nose and then her lips with featherlight kisses. Milind's fingers removed her other earring. "The smell of these flowers is intoxicating", he murmured. Prachi's fingers clutched his kurta tighter as he removed the flowers from her hair and freed her carefully made up hair. He ran his fingers through her silky tresses. Prachi's breathing was coming in short gasps by the time he removed all her necklaces, apart from her mangalsutra. Milind moved back slightly to look at her. She looked breathtaking beautiful. He knew that he wouldn't be able to stop himself for much longer. His fingers trailed down her arm and slid towards her waist. Prachi's eyes flew open as his hand caressed her bare waist. Fear filled her again and she stood up and turned away from him, her whole body trembling. Milind smiled and holding her hand, pulled her down. Prachi fell on his lap and his arms tightened around her successfully stopping her from moving away. She gasped as his fingers found her waist again. Feeling helpless at her own betraying body at his expert touch, Prachi buried her face in his neck. With a satisfied groan, Milind stood up and lifted her up in his arms. Knowing where he was heading to, Prachi's heart started thudding in her chest and her fingers clutched at him harder. Milind's lips traced her face in the softest of kisses as he walked purposefully towards the beautifully decorated bed.
Prachi felt the softness of the rose petals as Milind placed her on the bed gently. Roses and drapes of jasmine adorned the bed which was bathed in the soft light. Prachi's hands clutched the soft white satin sheet as she moved back nervously. She could feel the heat of Milind's gaze as he stood there looking at her. She gasped as his hand held her dainty ankle effectively stopping her from moving away from him. Milind smiled at her startled wide eyes and his fingers played with her anklet. He knew that she would wear it tonight.
"I will let your anklets stay. I love the sound of them", he said huskily. Her feet were adorned with beautiful mehndi designs and he traced her toering clad toes and smiled as she curled them in instant response. His lips traced her beautiful foot and moved above her ankle and stopped as Prachi's hand shot down to stop him. Oh god, how is she going to surive this night? She bit her lip harder and was startled as Milind moved closer to her and lay down with his head on her lap.
"First thing's first, let me find my name in your mehndi", he said hoarsely, holding her hand in his. Surprised at the sudden change in his mood, Prachi smiled shyly as he searched her right hand. He looked adorable, his forehead creased in frown as he concentrated, she thought to herself and her heart filled with tender love for her husband. Milind was struggling to find even after concentrating harder and feeling pity on him, she pulled her hand back and extended her left hand. Milind grinned sheepishly and in no time, shouted in triumph as he traced the first letter of his name. "I found it, Prachi. I am good, ain't I?" he asked her, obviously delighted with himself.
Prachi nodded with a shy smile. Milind's eyes grew darker, "So, do I get a prize for this, Mrs. Mishra? What are you going to give me?", he drawled huskily. Prachi dropped her eyes, unable to stand his heated gaze. Milind got up to sit facing her. She moved back as he leaned closer and stopped as she hit the bed rest. Tension gripped her again as Milind leaned closer to her. "Will you give me whatever I ask you, Prachi?", he asked in a low and husky voice. Prachi's breathe caught in her throat as she waited for him to speak again. Milind cupped her face, "I want you, sweetheart. I want to make love to you. I want to make you mine and become yours in every sense of the world. I want to make tonight the most beautiful night of our life. Will you give me yourself? Will you let me love you, Prachi?" he asked softly.
Prachi was gripped with a number of emotions as she looked into his eyes and dropped her eyes down. As he waited for her answer, she nodded, "Yes", she said way too softly.
Milind's eyes grew tender as his eyes took in her bright red face and trembling lips. "Oh my love", he groaned softly and his mouth covered hers. Prachi clutched at him harder, as his mouth ravished her tender lips. She gasped as he gathered her closer to him and pulled her head down and his tongue invaded her mouth. Every other thought fled from her mind as his tongue duelled with hers, reaching deep into the sweet cavern of her mouth. She moaned as atlast he moved away from her lips, too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions, he was creating in her. She never knew when he laid her down on the bed and started kissing her again, her position now giving him easy access. His hands rose to caress her waist and moved higher. Her eyes flew open in shock as his hand cupped her breast. She struggled against him trying feebly to push his bold hand away in vain. Her body went rigid and her hands clutched at him harder as he expertly fondled her. Trailing kisses down her face and neck, Milind pulled the sleeve of her blouse down her creamy shoulder, exposing it to his impatient lips. Prachi's body shuddered in response as his teeth grazed her soft skin. The way she responded even to the slightest of his touch was enough to drive him crazy.
Moving away from her slightly, he pulled the kurta off his body and holding her hand, he placed it on his chest. Shocked to find herself touching his bare skin, Prachi tried to curl her fingers. But Milind held her hand firmly as he trailed it down his chest. Prachi gasped at the feel of the hair on his chest, the muscular and taut body. Pulling her hand away from him, she rolled over and buried her face in the soft rose petals. Smiling, Milind moved her hair away and buried his face in her exposed back. His fingers played with the two dhoris. "My sweet little temptress", he murmured and tugged them open with his teeth. Prachi clutched at the sheet harder as his lips and tongue played havoc on her skin. She was trembling when he turned her back towards him. Her eyes opened in shock as he deftly removed the pallu off her body and with a strong tug peeled it completely off her and threw it away. With a shocked gasp, her hands rose to cover herself. Quick for her, Milind held her hands and pressed it down on either side of her. "No sweetheart, not tonight", he murmured and his body covered hers completely. Prachi gasped, moaned and tried to move away from his roving lips but in vain. He kissed her slowly and lingeringly and moved down her neck, her chest and her midriff. His mouth drove her to mindless ecstasy and she moaned aloud as he let go of her hands and holding her waist and dipped his tongue into her navel. Her hands pushed at his shoulder and at the same time clutched them harder to hold him closer. Her angles jingled along as the night grew more dark and passionate. His hands moved up her legs in a soft caress and up her thighs. Prachi's body clenched with unknown pleasure as she moaned and jerked under him. Her hands pulled him closer, raking over his back as she kissed him back mindlessly. Her every touch and her soft kisses were driving Milind crazy and his lips and hands became more demanding and bolder.
Her every attempt to cover herself and push him away was easily overpowered and Prachi went rigid with shock as her bare breasts spilled into his hands. "Beautiful", murmured Milind, her eyes drinking in her beauty. The flickering candle light played wonders on her skin and he brushed her tips with his thumb in silent wonder. Prachi gasped in response and moaned as his steely chest pressed on to her softness. Thrust into a mindless ecstasy, Milind's hands and mouth played expertly with her body. Prachi was thrashing under him unable to stand the erotic torture and sobbed his name, "Mi….lind…….". Milind looked up to see her bright red face in the throes of passion, "You don't know what you want, do you, sweetheart? Let me show you", he murmured huskily and bent down to take what she was offering unknowingly, into his mouth. Prachi let a sharp cry out and her body arched up, completely offering herself to him. Her fingers curled into his hair holding his head close to her as he licked and suckled at her softness, driving her into a frenzy of passion. The last of their clothing shed off, Prachi gasped in shock as she felt the unmistakable brush of his fingers at the very core of her. Fear gripped her as she tried to move away from him, unsuccessfully. Milind's mouth covered hers, one hand fondling her breasts and the other boldly touching, caressing the very core of her, his bare thighs brushing against hers in another erotic dance of their own. Just when Prachi thought that she wouldn't survive this anymore, his mouth trailed down her body……..down her chest, down her abdomen and lower and lower……..Too shocked, Prachi struggled against him, her hands trying desperately to push him away. Oh no……..surely he couldn't……….. he wouldn't……………..but oh he did! ……….oh how he did!!!
A sharp cry escaped Prachi as her body arched against his demanding mouth, hands clutched at the sheets. She was sobbing now, pleading and begging for something she didn't understand. All she could do was take his name over and over again. She tensed as he left her suddenly. Her eyes took him standing next to the bed in all his naked glory. She looked at him under her lashes, her bright red face growing crimson by the minute as he donned on protection. Her body ached for him and uable to stop herself, she put her hand out towards him. Milind joined her immediately and settling against her, he looked up at her with a silent question. He was so close to losing control completely. He moved her hair, wet with sweat, away from her face and bent down to kiss her lips softly. "Prachi…", he called her softly. Prachi bit her lip and buried her face in his shoulder, in response to his silent question. "I love you, darling…I love you", Milind murmured and kissed her deeply, his own body going taut with the knowledge that he was going to hurt her. But he was still shocked when her sharp cry came, her body tensing with shock. Her hands beat at his shoulders and she sobbed with her head thrashing on the pillow with mind boggling pain. Milind stilled immediately. Gathering her close, he whispered, "I am sorry, darling……….I am sorry", struggling with his own need and cursing himself for causing her so much distress, he started to pull back from her. No, he can't hurt her like this! He stilled as Prachi's hands held him closer. "No, ……..Milind……….Don't" she pleaded huskily, teeth clenched. Milind hesitated and Prachi's fingernails dipped into his back as she struggled to hold him closer, "Please………please….", she sobbed. With a groan, Milind filled her completely, her sharp cry muffled as his mouth crashed down on hers. Then he moved……every notion of pain fled away from Prachi's mind as mindless pleasure gripped her. They moved together in the age old rhythm and Prachi felt herself soaring higher and higher. Her body went completely taut, her whole self hovering at the very brink. Holding her close and struggling with his own need, Milind whispered close to her ears, "It's alright, Prachi. Let go, honey…….Let go", he said. With a cry, she did, her body contracting and buckling around him as she was pulled into the whirlwind of unbelievable ecstasy. Her reaction pushing him to the very edge, he too joined her soon with a hoarse cry. Everything went quiet for minutes afterwards, only their thundering heartbeats in unison with the crashing waves outside.
It was a long time later that Prachi surfaced into reality. Her whole world had gone for a spinning, her whole being tossled widely and unnervingly. Milind had collapsed on top of her and she was still holding him closely. Her eyes fluttered open slowly and took in her surroundings. Everything looked the same all around her apart from the messed up bed. Nothing has changed but she knew that everything had changed. She had changed. From a girl, she had blossomed into a woman in her husband's arms. The transition had been so utterly beautiful. Her eyes filled with tears. "Wow" she murmured to herself softly.
Milind smiled into her neck. Yes, indeed. It was just "Wow", completely and mindblowingly so. It was everything and so much more than he had ever dreamt. Just when he thought that he was incapable of loving her anymore than he already did, she just went and proved him wrong. Yes, he loved her even more, if that was possible. He was physically, mentally and emotionally satiated. Prachi let out a shuddering breath and realising that he was lying on top of her, he moved slightly, taking his weight off her. He placed soft kisses along her neck and up her cheeks. He stilled feeing the wetness against his lips. Shocked and worried if she was very much hurt, he looked at her.
His hands cupped her face tenderly, "Honey, are you okay? Did I hurt you very much?" he asked, worry lacing his tone.
Prachi's face turned red. Though too shy to answer him, she knew that she should. She looked at him, her eyes brimming with tears, "It was just……..beautiful…..thank you", she said softly.
Touched beyond words, Milind bent to kiss her forehead. "You are beautiful, sweetheart. I love you more than anything. Thank you, my darling", he said and her mouth claimed hers, kissing her softly, hoping that in some ways it would tell her how he was feeling at that moment.
It was a long time before he let her go. He smiled on seeing how she tried to keep her eyes away from his naked body. She had been so shy to even touch him. He pulled another sheet to cover her as she struggled to hide her own body from his roving eyes. "Go and freshen up, darling. I will get you that warm milk I promised you a long time ago", he smiled as a blushing Prachi rushed into the bathroom, holding the sheet close to her body. He stretched on the bed, his whole body tingling with pleasure and content. Quickly using another bathroom to freshen up, he warmed a glass of milk and walked back into their bedroom. Prachi was still in the bathroom. Placing the cup of milk on the coffee table, his eyes fell on the bed. His cheeks flushed slightly on seeing the stained sheets. His heart constricted with unknown joy and tenderness. She had given him her most prized treasure………her virginity. Though terrible shy and nervous, she had trusted him to the core and had denied him nothing. For the first time in life, he sincerely wished he had saved himself for her, waited for her to turn in his life. But the minute she came into his life, there was no one else and would never be. He was hers for eternity……only hers…….Now and Forever. He smiled to himself and quickly changed the sheets and waited for her to come out.
Prachi picked up the most modest of nightgowns, her face going crimson at the other sheer transparent flimsy silk nighties. Though sleevless, it covered her modestly from shoulder to ankle. She was still in a lot of pain but very happy and content. Braving herself, she stepped out of the bathroom, her eyes carefully avoiding Milind. Her cheeks flamed on seeing the changed sheets on the bed.
Milind smiled at her choice of nightie. He knew that she would pick only that. He held the cup of milk towards her and watched as she drank it. He took it from her and placed it back on the table. No words were spoken between them but their silence spoke volumes. He turned to see her looking out of the window. He went to stand behind her and put his arms around her. They smiled in unison as the first rays of the morning sun hit the sky. Another day has dawned as if acknowledging their union of body and soul, their bond till eternity. He bent down to kiss her head softly. Picking her up in his arms, he walked back to the bed. Lying down, he pulled her into his arms and closed his eyes.
Prachi lay with her head on his chest, tucked into the warmth of his arms, the steady beat of his heart lulling her to sleep. "Hey baghwan, yeh kushiyan hamesha kaayam rakhna", she prayed with her heart, her eyes filling up. She smiled as Milind's hand rested against her cheek. She slowly fell asleep feeling utterly protected and cherished in her husband's arms.
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