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~A NIGHT TO REMEMBER~
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well i published this already earlier today.. but after promo..
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'you have the face of a devil' Madhubala whispered out as she gazed upon his red blue fearless empty eyes. There was no sign of emotion. Let alone feel how his horrifying hand pushing in the long dirty nail on her smooth silky skin.
'devil is dangerously vile, disgusting with a insecure mind who can jeopardize your life with a blink.'
His throbbing envious lips lurked above Madhubala's. The tongue within those close lips was fighting threateningly against the soft silky skin. His black mortal heart throbbed like a golden sun. The face of this girl posses an unnatural beauty that left no stone to pull this soulless body to her.
'devil can also be dangerously delicious.' Madhubala whispered back.
'not-this-devil.'
The sound slowly in snail pace faded into the dark gloomy night. Madhubala stood there still like a statue in middle of an empty hunted cross pathway.
The hauling wind sang across the road, dragging the scattered leaves along with the heavy rain. The water crawled down like the devils hand smothering there sense there sins there guilt against the soft flesh Madhubala possessed. She looked either way, there was path. A path to flow. He have left her with many open direction, where Madhubala can chose to return to him in to the vast lifeless house that laid in middle of the jungle or choose a secure predictable life.
The road had its own story to tell. Each direction had nothing more to offer than the other. Rishab being a devil also, he left her with no choice except return back at his castle. She drank the saliva that played in her mouth, than in a steady speed she started to run in the direction she came from, eventually when she arrived, knocking hard on the big wooden door. A servant opens the door mischievously.
'may I have few word with M'loard.' Madhubala softly questioned the old man who stood there like a statue, holding a small lamp high above his head.
'I do send you all my apology, immensely madam. However M'lord him self is in deep sleep, god forbids me to distress the peaceful sleep at this time of hours. After all it's had been an uttermost tiring day.' the man finished. Madhubala worriedly looked everywhere along the castle, it seems to be true, she perhaps made little to much noise today, caused little to much disturbance compare to any other days, and now middle of the night, can she dare her self?
'who knocks at my door at this hours of the night?' the sudden strong sound echoed across the vast entrance hall. Madhubala flicked her yes, with several skipped of her heartbeats from the weak, fragile heart she posses. She looked at the Lord with excitement. His handsome face had different story to tell at night, those long muscling leg, fitted perfectly with the silk night dress, and the loosely, rob kept exposing the bare chest. The thought he being half naked on the bed brought Madhubala to the edge of the cliff.
'I am afraid, the storm is on its way, I have tried to escape this hunting castle of yours, but I have failed. There was no birds amongst those vast trees to show me a safe direction from you let alone an angel.' Madhubala spoke with her shaky voice, yet keeping her self intact, for this man, who perhaps will make her his, by soul.
'I thought my company bores you M'lady. - Devil, that's the legendary name you have given me, it's a hot topic amongst my servant, aren't you terrified?' the word reached Madhubalaes years as a mockery. She widens her big brown eyes, gliding her raven black hair at the side, then looked at Rishab with a look that no other women ever laid there eyes upon, with authority and pleasure.
'I can call you what I desire, if I am not wrong, you have given me the title 'The Lady of the House' my simple words bound to be the hot topic amongst our servants.' she emphasized the word our, 'I hope you remember, we are married, or do you posses some mental disease along with those ancient false ego of yours.'
Rishab frowned, 'I can assure you, I very much remember the marriage, and the argument we had this evening, shall I take my pleasure to remind you, the reason behind it? Or do you poses some sort of mental disease that how easily you have forgotten when I have dragged you out of my house!' Rishab spoke with red boiling anger in his eyes. He walked down from the long marble stair, closing the gap between them. The servant slowly after closing the ivory, heavy wooden door, escaped with an excuse. After all this arguments taking place between a husband and wife, it's nun of there concern.
'it's no fault of my, where my husband openly suggests his physical desire, amongst crowed of peoples, humiliating, how after three weeks of marriage he did not taste the flesh.' Madhubala, stood at her ground, staring back at her lord, seeing the desire re-waking.
'remember, M'lady, I am your husband, I will desire you like no other, and you will be claimed by me, let that be freely exposed in news paper, or talk of the town.' he picked his right hand up, stroking the edge of Madhubalaes face, 'the humiliation,-' he gave out a historic laughter, 'you did challenge me!'
'I thought you posses some dignity, but I see no difference, of you sleeping with those wh**e night after night before our marriage, openly exposing, who is your girl and now with me You have carried out the same act, clearly declaring what would you do with your wife tonight.' Madhubala spoke in anger, her eyes were equally disturbed as Rishab's.
Rishab looked amusingly, 'I beg you pardon, wh**re, that's not a lady like, using such a despicable words,- ouch, you degrade me in society M'lady!' he mocked Madhubalae's words again.
'I find no amusement in those words M'lord!'
'jealous-' Rishab spoke in thoughtful tone. 'you are jealous, of course how can I forget, this is something normal for any ladies.'
'I no simple lady, I am your wife, possessive about a playboy husband, it's natural- oh!' Madhubala paused, 'how can I forget, you don't understand the meaning of husband and wife.'
Rishab eyes showed instant change from calm blue sea to erupting volcano, 'you dare not challenge me,' he forcefully declares, while forcing his muscling hand around the heavy dress of her waist. The warmness penetrated through the cloths to touch his hot flesh, creating another storm in his soulless body. 'the passion I posses for you is like no other that I felt for another, it's for you-only, therefor I expect you to appreciate.'
'love is no force or desire M'lord. It's not something to appreciate nether to keep on your wall to display, learn to respect my affection and I shall return the same- favour' Madhubala's burning gaze, threaten Rishab's. He pulled there body closer, for a brief moment, he lost him self in those twinkle eyes, shimmering from the candle light that laid amongst the hall.
'favor?-' he spoke in disbelieve. Unable to understand how love can be favor!
'exactly- my point, that's what you sound like to me.'
Rishab couldn't take those throbbing lips any longer, he picked her up, and walked straight towards there room along the marble stair, across the corridor, locking the door behind he drops her to there bed.
'I hope you are not expecting that I will sleep in different room today.' Rishab took of his long rob, throwing somewhere on the floor, than walked around the thick mahogany bed, curved with angels on each side of its four foot. The room consist of mixture of rose aromas, the candles burnt further with presence of there irresistible bodies.
Madhubala, fearfully looked back at her husband. His half naked body already made her tremble, killing her within to touch those hard abs, those muscling shoulder, to cress his square cheek, however, she requires to control, now she realize, how those girls, after one night, after one glimpse of him, wanted more of his raw flesh and now- he only belongs to her, only for her eyes to drink, her lips to taste.
Madhubala spines her head around to see as he walked around there bed, lightening, one candle after another, yet not removing his hungry gaze from her delicate skin.
Rishab hardness showed its power, as it looked prominent over the silk pants, every curve visible, she could almost see him naked.
Rishab slowly climbs on to the bed, gently suppressing his hard hand on her soft leg, pulling the red dress up, to expose the soft skin underneath, and than in matter of few second, her cloths also laid on the floor, she frightfully yet with pleasure looked back at him, unable to think through her words.
'I- I-' Madhubalaes chest moved up and down from this man's aroma. The heart started to beat rapidly which brought an amusing smile on Rishab cheek.
'no girl had power to resist me, and you M'lady, I am surprised, how did you endure my presence for three weeks!' he spoke while suppressing his body on her, hovering his lips above his.
'you are f-ool to think this. I still can resist you, it's you who can't stop desiring me.' Rishab came down to her slim bony neck, to suppress his red lips in the hollow of her collar bone. Madhubala tiled her head back, closing her eyes, to feel the warmness of his kiss gliding across her body.
'i no fool, don't you think I haven't noticed your brown eyes, gazing with passions night after night, don't you think I saw your eyes how pleadingly looked down at my manhood, begging to be within you.' he glides over her lips, abolish it fully, forcing it to open, to taste the thick dry saliva, mixed with his. The tongue knew its trick, how to make his wife hungry for more.
'I can say the same,' she spoke in between gaps of there kiss while Madhubala gasped for fresh air.
'do you now? I never knew!' he mocked. Pushing her leg apart with his silk trouser. Madhubalaes hand came down, pushing the last fabric that was creating barrier between them, the hardness rested back where it belongs, but only difference, it was the flesh it self.
'your mockery do not amuse me,' that was the last words Madhubala could whisper, before Rishab took control of there body fully, thrusting him self, slowly, to break the last barrier there body had, moving in rhythm, only the pleasure what was talking. Madhubala's eyes looked at his face, as he rocked above her, there soul uniting like never before, the pleasure ran through there vain like a hot molten lava. The moan scattered across the room like a sweet melody, the passion the hunger, the desire, they no longer was no stranger, they had a name, yet the ego had its own destination, reducing to accept it was only love.
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