Out out you damn spot
Shivaay had felt restless, especially with Annika in his room. His mind was working over hours. He thought of how she responded to him when he entered the room. Another feeling took over him which he could not place. If he did not know better, he would think it was excitement. But he knew better.
I think I might be coming down with something. All this tension today and of top of that, all those people who were shaking my hands and hugging me. All those germs. Disgusting! I should take some medicines.'
He could hear her, still breathing heavily. Oh God.. Is she still crying?' Shivaay turned over, to secretly check up on her. Is she talking to herself? Has she lost it?... What...? What did she just say?...'
"This man! Completely crazy and deranged! He says one thing, then turns around and does something else. Only God knows what he is thinking! And of course, everything is MY fault! He is so ready for the loony bin!"
She always does this! She drives me nuts! Insane and wild! There are so many things I want to say to her. But her eyes keep me from doing so. Her lips. Always speaking the most unusual words!'
Those lips, which had kissed another man. His childhood friend! Her hands had touched the same man lovingly. And that too for money. She could deny all she wanted but he had seen what he had seen. His eyes could not deceive him, although his heart tried hard to reason with his mind. He could not get rid of the mental pictures of the two of them in Daksh' bedroom or Annika receiving that money! He would repay her for her services tomorrow and send her on her way!
He could feel his temperature rise of anger! But why? What was it that bothered him the most? Was it the fact that she openly choose another man, his friend, as her fiance? That she slept with him before marriage? That she sold herself off for money? That she was foolish enough to fall for the fake charms of Daksh? Or that he thought he knew her but was proven wrong? Was it Annika or Daksh he was disappointed with? Or.. Himself?
Frustration took over from his anger. Without giving it a second thought, he moved towards her in full speed and grabbed her hand.
"Let go of my hand! I told you not to touch me! Whatever agreement we have, this is not part of it! If you think I will silently let you do whatever you want to do with me, under the false pretenses of marriage, you are blatantly mistaking yourself! If you don't let go now I will scream and let everyone know you are an animal! A monster!"
What on earth was she blabbering on about? Who is she calling a psycho? A monster?' Shivaay was shocked. How could she say that?! How could she even think that I would force myself on her! Does she not know me by now?!'
"A monster??" Shivaay repeated. "Oh no Annika.. Whatever you think of me, I am no monster! And of all people, you should know, marriage is not a requirement to have a good night of.. Fun.. Right? Trust me, whatever I am about to do, you will beg me not to stop!"
He gently pushed her back onto the pillow, her hands in his, spread next to her head on the huge pillow. He could feel she allowed him to do so, which he had not expected. He looked deep into her eyes. She seemed to be confused. Her beautiful dark wide eyes stared back at him for minutes. They could both feel the tension. The same feeling he had earlier recognized as excitement, was rising again. A bitter sweet stinging pain in his lower abdomen.
"You know you want this.. As much as I want it too.. Just admit it.. Just say it.."
She did not speak. In their silence, one could hear only the two of them breathing. He bent his head down to lean in further towards her. His face came closer to hers. He could feel she held her breath as he reached her neck. He did not touch her though. Not physically. Instead his warm breath touched the skin of her neck and ears. He imagined his lips kissing her on the exact same spots, driving her wild. But he could not. Not without her permission.
He whispered in her ears: "Say it.. I want to hear it.. I need to hear it.. Annika...'
Her scent alone was enough to excite him. The feel of her warm body underneath him was just adding fuel to the fire buried deep inside of him. How he wanted her. He knew he had no rights on her, even though they were legally married now. He would not do anything to hurt her physically or sexually.
"Shivaay..."
He looked up at her face. Her eyes closed, surrendering. Her soft voice encouraged him and Shivaay dared to asked again, now whispering in her other ear.
"Annika... Just say it.. Just say the words... Do you want me to stop?"
Annika did not respond to his questions but her eyes had actually answered Shivaay. He rolled over to get up and walked towards the nightstand at her side.
He was aware of her eyes on him. She followed his steps, confused. He took some medicines and used the milk to wash it down. The milk which Dadi had brought earlier. Shivaay walked back towards her side of the bed and went to lay down, half on top of her, pushing himself up in order to put his full weight on her.
"In your silence I could sense your consent. At least, you did not refuse.. You did not push me away.. In fact, you can still speak up.. Before... Before the medicines and milk start working... I took that for extra stamina..."
Annika's breathing became heavier. She gulped. Why was she not able to speak up? To say NO to this monster? This man had hurt her like nobody had ever done before. Stabbed her right into her heart and twisted the dagger a couple of times, causing excruciating pain.
He could not resist her any longer. He leant in, once again. His nose touched her skin behind her ear first. He slowly moved down to her neck. His mouth found courage to join in and kissed her in the neck. Slowly he planted a trail of soft kisses, which led to her other ear.
She opened her mouth to protest but she could only utter a soft sigh of delight. Annika had stopped thinking. Her mind was telling her no' while her heart and body explained her that it was ok' what she was experiencing.
Shivaay had continued to kiss and caress her. What a beautiful long swanlike neck does she has.' He enjoyed to hear her moan softly in his ear. He kissed her lips. As she opened up her mouth slightly, he played with her bottom lip by teasingly licking, biting and sucking on it. The sensation which she had felt was nothing she was prepared for. She had heard about it, but those descriptions did not even come close to this wonderful warm tingling feeling.
He slid his tongue into her mouth, gently, scoping the warm territory. She startled a bit as she did know exactly what to do. But his tongue requested her to follow his lead. Their kiss grew more passionate by each second. He slowly moved back to her neck again and kissed the veins in her neck with passion, sucking and biting.
"Ouch!" She was clearly out of breath. Annika felt a brief but painful sensation in her neck, awakening her from this temporary high she had found herself into. It was as if someone had pricked a needle into her skin.
Shivaay had become overenthusiastic. His suppressed passion had turned out to be a bit too strong for a specific spot in her neck.
"Sorry.." he said while breathing heavily and looking at her. As he wanted to kiss her once again, she turned her face to the other side and pushed him off.
He realised, reluctantly, that the moment had passed. Perhaps it was for the best. Hesitantly, he rolled off of her towards his side of the bed. He needed to catch his breath and cool of. He was not in the state to walk yet. As his head reached his pillow, Annika got up and fled towards the bathroom.
She splashed the cold water onto her face and looked into the mirror. She could hardly recognize herself. Her cheeks were flushed. She used a towel to cool of also the area around her neck and throat, which had turned reddish. Maybe some allergic reaction from the heavy necklace she had been wearing earlier. She wanted to get out of her outfit.
She felt awkward approaching him. After their kiss, how would she talk to him now?
"Uhm.. Listen.. This outfit is getting very uncomfortable now. I want to take it off.."
"Yes.. So? Are you waiting for my permission? You were able to get yourself dressed. Do you need help all of a sudden to get undressed?" He did not look at her. The thought of that was slightly amusing to him.
"No.. Nothing like that.. But.. I am allergic to this fabric or the necklace. My neck is all red.. So I want to change.. But I have no clothes with me! I didn't exactly got the chance to pack something this morning. Since I thought I was going to attend Tia and your wedding! And then go home! How was I to know what trick you would pull on me?! I can't go to Priyanka at this time, can I!?" Slowly her voice became louder.
"What do you mean allergic? We paid good money for all fabrics, jewelry and materials." He got up, carefully, to find something that could fit her. He walked towards the closet not facing her. He took out a white kurta pajama suit which he used also to sleep in.
"Here.. It is a wide fit, so you should be comfortable in it.. Ya.. So here.. You.. Can wear this.. Ya.."
He held the kurta pajama in front of him as he slowly walked towards her.
"What do you mean? Wide fit? You think I am that fat?" Annika was in shock! How rude!
"Stop it! We are married for one day only and you are talking like a typical biwi already as if we are married for 1 year!"
They both stood there, staring at each other, realising the mess they were in. He noticed the red spots in her neck! Shivaay blushed, as he realized this was the rash she had referred to!
He handed over the kurta pajama and fled into the bathroom to freshen up and give her a chance to get dressed. It was now his turn to look into the mirror.
He facepalm slapped himself on the forehead.. This foolish girl! Can't she tell the difference between a rash and a hickey?!' He thought, splashing the cold water generously on his face.
As he hit the shower, he hoped that the red spots in her neck would be gone by tomorrow morning, but he knew, this would not be the case.
Regrets and Promises
Edited by RishuDarling - 9 years ago
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