Arshi FF - Sealed With Your Kiss/Chapter 17/ (Pg-143)/UPDATED - Page 39

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Aww thanks a lot dear for your lovely comments! Khushi is reckless but naive towards the race of men. She believes every man will forgive her teasing and provoking ways but that was her mistake she provoked Arnav and now he has found the perfect tool to break her from inside, and to exploit her weakness!

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Chapter 8

The Intruding Passion

~The darkest place I've ever seen was inside me ~ and nothing ever scared me more~

The most horrific that could happen to you is that you may see your nightmare becoming your reality...

The reality which may never end...

Khushi was trapped too in the reality of her nightmare where she could feel her soul shattering into a million pieces. The broken shards of her soul digging inside her body, making her bleed from inside. "Please no", she was whispering, her feverish gaze locked with Arnav's flinty one. Gone was the passion's swirling mist from his eyes, in its place was raw lust now, naked, consuming sexual hunger...

"No means yes princess", he whispered darkly, bending his head to trail a scorching fire of kisses over the side of her neck and collar bone. She felt humiliated yet excited at the way he was toying with her, forcing the response out of her helpless body. As a last resort to drive away her approaching surrender she lifted a leg to aim a kick at his shin but his reflexes were even faster than she had imagined.

He hooked his right foot into her leg and jerked it apart. At the same time he moved in closer like lightning, his hardness digging at the juncture of her parted legs. Khushi gasped in appalled horror, her loins catching fire and her nipples tightening into little pinpoints of painful pleasure as his jeans covered hardness rubbed against her. "Did no one warn you princess that when you play with fire you get burned", he smiled sardonically, lacing his fingers tightly into her hair to drag it back so that her body curved into a painful arc against his.

"I'll scream", her throat convulsed in fearful excitement. His cold lust terrified her more than his heated anger, because it showed how much control he had over his emotions to transform his anger into simple plain lust so quickly and so ruthlessly, while his body belied otherwise. He was certainly not a weak man to be trifled with and on top of that he had total mastery over his body.

Like some sadistic voyeur he was coldly playing with the strings of her body, shredding her resistant bit by bit, making her protests die a painful death in her throat. While he deliberately eyed her heaving breasts and flushed face, a satanic smile on his face as if he was enjoying feeding on her weakness which was making him feel powerful with every waking moment. "Scream away princess", Arnav's caustic smile deepened and in one quick movement he tore off the brooch from her pallu, dragging it off her shoulder to fall on the floor in red abandon...

Gasping in shame Khushi tried to heave upwards but he was quicker than her in that aspect. In the second movement designed to humiliate her he swept a ruthless hand from her collar bone to the valley between her heaving breasts and then from there to her abdomen, sliding it all the way to her waist where he dug his fingers in the spinal cord, jerking her off the counter and right into his arms. She moaned in pleasurable abandonment as her breasts slammed against his hard chest...

"Why don't you scream now princess?", he mocked cruelly, bending his head to block out the light and her left over illusions about the good of the world. She squirmed wildly against his body, pounding his chest with her fists, panicking at her body's response which automatically moulded itself to his hard contours so intimately that she didn't know where she began and he ended. "No...I...", she stumbled, her words falling over each other. She was almost breathless, dying, her hands that were now free from the prison of her weight, convulsed into his shoulder's muscles in distress.

He could see the alarm and hurt in her eyes at her body's betrayal and it gave him a savage satisfaction to know that he had found out her weakness atlast. Arnav Singh Raizada had found out the perfect tool that he could use against her. That tool was sex...

Human flesh could be so vulnerable, as it could deceive you in the most painfully possible way that you would have never imagined in all your life. Khushi was weak too in that aspect as she hadn't yet learnt the skill of controlling her body's fleshly pleasures that came with bitter experience. Who would know better than him that how much losing control of one's own mind and emotions would cost?

Life bit those people with harsh reality who are too vulnerable, too weak in mind and too much honest for their own good. He had been all that and that's why he had paid the interest that only weak people would pay...

As she would pay...

That loss of control had made Khushi weak, more human unlike him who worked on an automated mode. But he also couldn't ignore the primitive feeling that had begun to take root inside him when had seen her for the first time in that red saree and working on that feeling he had sent cautions to the wind and had kissed her instead of intimidating her into a corner.

That feeling of losing control had disturbed him greatly even if the loss of control was momentary and he had gained it back once he had remembered his initial plan. But the bitter truth that he was unable to stomach was that somehow his legendary control over his body was slipping and the cause was that little slip of a girl...Khushi.

"Let me go, please", she sobbed struggling into his arms, her bare abdomen chaffing against his flat stomach and even through the clothes she could feel the bruising hardness of his pectoral muscles bunching against her menacingly. "Not before you kiss me yourself princess", his voice was chillingly fierce with demand, while the hand which was knotted in her hair dragged her face upwards. "No, I don't want to", she shivered in real fear this time seeing his insolent gaze flickering across her lips to trace the curves of her heaving breasts.

There was not a single trace of mercy in his ruthless features this time. "Yes you do", he was unrelenting and the cat and mouse game that he was playing with her a while ago was long finished. This time he wasn't asking but demanding the surrender from her.

"N...no", she whimpered, trying to move her face aside but was only able to hurt herself as he had already anchored her head, by twisting her hair around his hand like a silken rope. "Kiss me first then and only then you can go princess", he purred silkily. Defeated she stared at his harsh profile through helpless eyes, trying to find some hint of mercy but to her disappointment there was none to be found. His face seemed to be carved of stone, his gaze unsparing and his heart bloodless. He looked more inhuman than a flesh and blood man...

Knowing that nothing would make him relent she lifted her face towards him and gave him a hesitant peck on his lips. His hand tightened in her hairs, making her wince and the corner of his lips lifted in a sardonic smile. "You call that a kiss princess", he raised one eyebrow in mock amusement. His was a deliberate anger, made all the more menacing for her heightened senses. "Kiss me again you b***h", the profanity falling from his mouth shocked her to the core.

"What?...can't I curse too...or is it reserved for rich b***hes like you", he sneered into her shocked face, his own face showing an unpleasant expression that on one hand made her pulse hammer with fear and on the other hand also with rising anger. The constant looming threat acted as a catalyst to her disarrayed emotions and her patience gave way. "Okay you want a kiss, so here it is", she snapped, bringing her mouth in an upward motion to slam against his own...

And that was when something detonated inside her and obviously it must have in him too, because suddenly he crushed her into his arms, his mouth punishingly moving across her. She gave a desperate moan in her throat, her red talons sinking into his hair for the first time, as did his in her hair, tugging at the long silken rope to angle her head for a better kiss, forcing her mouth open to invade it with his tongue. Her harsh breath combined with the roar of blood echoed inside her ear while her heart thumped so painfully as if to break out of her ribcage...

He took like a crusader while she gave like a bequeathed, putting everything inside her into that kiss, her hatred, her fear and her agony. But mostly of all the feelings of lust that she was feeling for this stranger. Although she could have sworn that it was mutual lust that they felt but while she gave into him, her mind and body surrendering to his powerful persuasion, he only took from her, still having complete control over his own mind and body. It shamed her, bit at her ego, twisted her guts into knots to know that he had complete control over her emotions where he could manipulate her to his greater will...

His remote face betrayed nothing as one of his hands moved to cover her breast, weighing it in his palm, kneading and squeezing it through the silky material and making her moan in dark and dangerous desire. She hated herself for needing him, wanting more of his sensuous torture. He was enjoying it as the taunting smile on his face showed while with ruthless intent he rolled a painfully engorged nipple between his fingers.

Tears of humiliation began to fall down her eyes and as a last resort to her sanity she tried pushing him away but he pinned her arms to her side, then brought his head sweeping down and bit at her nipple. She whimpered, clutching at his head now with frantic fingers, her eyes unfocused into her desire torn face while he tormented her with little bites and nips along her breasts, neck and collar bone...

Mindless with lust she begun to undulate her lower body against him. "Yes, yes...", her voice was thick with lust, her eyes feverish and her fingers digging deep into his scalp, while his hands lifted her petticoat above her knees, his fingers crawling towards her inner thigh to touch her melting core through her panties.

The seed of flame that had first given birth to desire in her womb had grown now into an octopus of cruel, mindless lust who was wrapping its tentacles around her body and squeezing her throat. But she had no will left inside her to protest or to push him away as his lips moved like liquid against her abdomen.

Khushi arched in ecstasy her body awakening to the siren call of Arnav but before her body could escalate to another level in the lesson of seduction she was brought down from a dizzying height. As suddenly as he had begun weaving a web of desire around her the same way he severed all bodily contact with her.,,,,,,,,,

The separation was agony as if he had torn a great chunk of her soul out of her body and had taken it with him. In apparent distress she raised her arms, her body in throes of deep agony that is born from need. Cool air blew over the sweat on her skin making her shiver with cold and appalled disbelief but she couldn't move let alone speak. He had already moved away, a cruel twisted smile playing over his mouth that chilled her to the bone. It acted as a douche of cold water thrown on her. His insolent gaze raked her from head to toe, lashing across her wanton and semi-nude body with a laser like intensity that flayed her to the bone...

"Did I prove my point", taunted, his smile jeering. Anger blazed inside her mingling with the feeling of self-hatred. Her eyes glittered with passionate bitterness while they locked with his own mocking ones. This had been certainly a game for him which he had enjoyed to the fullest by making her surrender against her will. The ravaging of her senses had been an act of retribution from his side to prove that she did want him after all. "You b****d, you utterly unspeakable b****d", trembling with fury she slipped off the counter.

"Why the heated denial princess?", he was openly laughing at her now. Curling her fingers into a fist she raised her hand to wipe away that smug smile off his face with a punch, but he caught her wrist in mid air. "No way princess", he said darkly then with a brutal twist that made her give a little shriek of pain, he twisted her arm behind her back.

Before she could lift the other one, he pivoted her body in such a way that she was now facing the vanity mirror with him standing at her back, pinning both of her arms at her side.

"Leave me alone you w****eson", she squealed wriggling in his hold, but cringed in pain as her shoulders creaked in their sockets. "Hate me princess", he whispered thickly inside her ear, his arms sliding across her abdomen to hold her tightly in his embrace, her bottom fitting snugly in the cradle of his hips.

"Yes", she hissed, a wanton pleasure still curling inside her at the feel of him engulfing her petite frame in his broad and masculine body. "You don't princess", he gave a mocking laugh, his forearms tightening around her belly. "See to yourself princess, look in the mirror", his voice was laced with sadistic satisfaction which made her hesitatingly raise her head to look at her reflection in the mirror and what she saw there made her blanch in shock, her face leaching of all color.

"See", he threw a barb, the cruel truth in his voice blowing her confidence to smithereens, her bruised gaze locked with his mocking one in the mirror. Both of them were seeing a girl standing in a man's arms with the pallu of her saree lying in abandon on the ground while the man's hands caressed her naked abdomen, the sensitive area beneath her breasts and the cleavage that could be seen clearly with her every heaving breath.

Her throat convulsed in distress at seeing herself on such a scandalized display infront of his probing eyes. She could feel the cold calculative touch of his insidiously caressing hands seeping into her bones even through the cloth, and even if they meant to demean her, she couldn't help but be aroused by them, to feel guilty pleasure creating havoc inside her body...

The stranger was right, even if her mind loathed him to the core, repelled him, her traitorous body wallowed in that hate, seeking pleasure from his animalistic, bruising touch...

"Now see to yourself, what do you look like princess?", his taunting breath whispered across her bare shoulders. Who was that girl in the mirror, whose lipstick was smeared across her bruised and swollen lips, whose fair skin was marred by tiny bite marks along her chest, finger marks on her jaw and arms which were turning blue now?, she thought appalled at her own appearance. She didn't look like Khushi, she looked as if somebody else had taken her place inside her body and that somebody else was looking back at her reflection with dazed eyes that had still frustrated desire written in their depths.

Shameful tears started to brim from her eyes at the thought that she was looking just like a well used w*****e. "Now who is the w****e here princess?", his mocking breath caressed the skin of her neck causing her to stifle a pleasurable moan inside her mouth. "Believe it princess you can't resist me", he drew a taunting hand across her nipples which sprang into life at his light touch. "Leave me at once", gritting her teeth she strained in his embrace, her hands trying to prise his arms away from her waist.

"I will princess but have you thought about how you will go outside looking like this?", he dropped a bombshell over her head and she stiffened in dismay. He was right she hadn't thought of it before infact he hadn't let her thought even for a millisecond when she had been kissing him so thoroughly as if she would never see tomorrow again if she won't kiss him. "I will think of something, but first leave me will you", she wriggled in his arms again. "Okay princess", he let go of his hold on her at once. "It will be interesting to see how you will cover up the mess?", he teased, his eyes dancing with a devilish light.

Ignoring his barbs she hitched her stubborn chin higher and lifting her purse from the counter, started rummaging inside its depth to look for her lipstick and Concealer. Taking both of them out first she cleaned up her messed up makeup and smeared lipstick with some tissue papers, then applied a new coat of lipstick over her swollen lips, wincing as they hurt where he had bit at them.

Feeling her body shuddering with a clammy coldness and her hands trembling with shaken nerves she begun to apply the Concealer over the bite marks along her jaw, on her neckline and collarbone, then colored with embarrassment as her gaze locked with his insolent one in the mirror. He was leaning indolently across the door, his arms wrapped across his chest and his pose of a victorious conqueror, surveying her through his hooded eyes as if she were some spoils of war. Hastily she hid her burning face in the curtain of her hairs, causing his knowing smile to deepen...

Her sensitive nipples were chaffing against the cloth of her blouse, but she couldn't attend to them infront of him so she went on restoring her saree and her hair. Her clothing and face restored Khushi put back the contents of the purse in it again, but her senses couldn't be restored as easily as she could feel his gaze burning a hole in her bent head. Finding no strength to look directly into his cruelly mocking face, she walked towards the door with her gaze locked at a point above his head.

But it seemed he had no thought on leaving her alone, because he refused to budge from his place at the front of door. "You covered your sins well princess", at his deliberate insult her head snapped up to look into his cruelly mocking face. Why she had a suspicious idea that he wasn't talking only about today's bathroom incident but was also hinting at her shop-lifting habits. Alarmed that he must have seen her stealing from the mall, her gaze flickered nervously over his stern features trying to discern what he will do next?.

Now she knew that she must have never crossed swords with him as he was too much a hunter and she a prey. His every word had been uttered to provoke her into showing her weaknesses to him, his every touch leading her into a hidden trap. "Let me go outside", her voice trembled, how she wished that she whipped up her usual courage and scorn infront of him again and ask him who the hell he was to kiss her and what did he want from her but the desire to run away from his stifling presence was too powerful a catalyst to let her think about her other queries...

"Arnav, you can call me Arnav", he smiled darkly, his head cocked to one side. "I don't want to", she refused coolly staring into boldly into his face, while she was a nervous wreck from inside. "Then I won't let you outside princess", his dark smile deepening he leaned towards her to whisper conspiratorially into her ear. "What do you want from me", she said exasperatedly, dropping her purse with a thud on the floor.

"Many things princess, but for now I will settle on a goodbye kiss and for you to call me Arnav", he flicked her hair back from her shoulder with an indolent hand, one finger caressing her cheek in a suggestive move. "Never", shocked she jerked back from his caressing finger. "Never say never princess", he extended a long hand and brought her body slamming against his hard one, eliciting an outraged gasp from her mouth.

It was impossible to fight him, but she still struggled against his brutal strength as one hand slipped around her waist, fingers digging mercilessly into her belly and the other he locked into her hair, forcing her head up. She had a glimpse of a cold ruthless glitter into his eyes which made her clench her jaw in a fearful excitement before he brought his mouth crashing down into a frightening and passionate kiss.

There must have been a day or night but she had no idea about either of them, as all of her senses shrunk into a tight ball of painful sensation which burst, heaping pile upon pile of heat and pain all over her body. He had sensed her weakness and was exploiting it now like the cruel b****d he was, persuading her to call him by his name in that particularly husky but dominant tone of his.

"Now call me Arnav", he whispered commandingly into her neck. Her hands which were pushing him away fell at her sides in agonized surrender, her knuckles knocking against the wood. When had their positions been reversed by him she had no idea. She was being supported by the door at her back now and his big body was trapping her against it, while he almost raped her mouth.

Helpless tears started to fall from her eyes as her stiff, taut body grew relax into his hold and off her own accord her traitorous arms moved upwards to wrap around his head. While all the time she was cursing him mentally for reducing her to this helpless, dizzy and melting state where she couldn't run even if she tried to.

The pressure on her lips increased, his hold tightening on her body to the point of acute pain, until she felt as if he would snap her body in half between his arms. "Call me Arnav princess", he bit at her earlobe coaxing a response out of her and she arched against him, her body bending along his frame like a fragile stalk in passion's wind, her arms clinging like vine around his neck and her mouth opening to let out a haunted moan which he stifled by putting his mouth over hers again.

There wasn't an ounce of space between their clinging bodies as he angled his head sharply across her lips, opening them wider to gain a better entry for his marauding tongue and she reciprocated with an insane intensity, while tears of surrender fell from her eyes. Arnav crushed her closer, lifting her feet off the ground and bruising her ribs in the process. "Arnav", it was wrenched out of her throat in a sobbing voice as she lost the battle to suppress the rising tide of helpless response inside her body.

The rape of her senses stopped at once with Arnav unlocking her arms from around his neck and lifting his mouth away from her lips. She collapsed against his chest, her jelly legs unable to support her weight with the feeling of her stomach sinking to the ground level at the sickening thought that she had been lead by him yet again. It had been all a sick game to him eliciting a response from her body, making her accept his dominance over her and to prove that he could do anything to her and she wouldn't be able to lift a finger in protest...

"Finally", Arnav mocked, his eyes glittering with cold-blooded satisfaction. Humiliation painted her face a deep scarlet, but she had no energy left to lift her head away from his chest save her body. His heart was beating steadily against her flushed cheek, not a single hitch in the rhythmic pattern to indicate that he was affected by their kiss. She hated him at that moment but wanted him too with the same crazy intensity...

"Now try to hide the newly acquired look princess", there was lazy mockery in his vice as his hands lingered over her back for once before they went down to hold her arms and callously push her away from his chest. Her breath harsh in her constricting throat, she fell back to lean against the door like a rag doll, staring at him with dazed eyes, her mind incapable of thinking anything at all.

"We will be meeting again princess, till then remember my name", leaning towards her, he rubbed an insolent finger along her smeared lipstick then putting that finger into his mouth licked at it like a cat licking the leftover cream. Something hot and fearful clenched inside her belly and her fingers curled into tight fists at her side.

"Just like cherries", his suggestive tone suffused her body with a shameful color, while his mocking eyes flayed her alive. "Okay princess I bid adieu to you", giving her a taunting salute he pushed her aside to make way for his departure. Once he was outside the bathroom and the door had slid shut on his mocking laughter, her legs gave way beneath her. Khushi slid all the way to the floor, her back chaffing against the wall and her kneecaps hitting the floor with a painful thud.

Then she let loose all of her pent-up emotions in the flood of tears that brimmed over the bank of her eyes to flow heavily on her cheeks, her shoulders shook in agony and every shuddering breath that came out of her chest was an echo of her screaming mind...

Arnav came out of the bathroom with a satisfied smirk, licking his lips to taste the flavor of her passion still lingering on them. Their last kiss had only served to raise his appetite and now he wanted more...

Drawing Khushi's identity card from his pocket he looked at her picture with an unpleasant smile twisting his features. She had dropped it accidently while she had been putting her cosmetics backs in her hand bag and he had noticed it lying on the floor while he was about to leave the bathroom. Looking at her disheveled state, and unfocused eyes he had picked it up from the floor and hidden inside his pocket. She hadn't noticed him doing that as she hadn't been in the state to look at anything save him ...

Smiling sinisterly he withdrew a red marker from his inside pocket and drew a little red cross on her picture...

Her destruction had only begun...

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