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A/n - Happy Happy Budday Pagleit Chirraiyya I Labhs Yuuu *Muwaah*
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Drowsily Gauri opened her crystal black eyes, a wrinkle of confusion between her gently arched eyebrows. The night had passed, she could feel the warmth of the morning. Her shoulders ached, and when she tried to move them, she suddenly remembered that she was tied to the bed. Alarmed she turned her head, her eyes locking with husband Omkara''s. Omkara was sitting on a chair next to the bed, his cold eyes observing her panicked struggles.
"Good morning, Sweet heart" he said, a finger stroking her soft cheek, before moving down her neck to her chest, lazily brushing the top of her heaving breasts.
Looking down, Gauri realized that under the fine linen sheet she was naked, the dark brown of her nipples peaking out. She turned her head from him and blushed, embarrassed. The night before he had left her maidenhead intact, but barely. While she had been busy recovering from that delicious sensation, he had swept her up in her arms and brought her to their room. Ignoring her protests he laid her on the soft feather mattress, wrapping silk scarves around her wrists and tying her to a steel hook embedded in the sturdy bed frame. With one last smoldering look at her soft body, he had pulled the sheet up and left. Confused and frightened, she thought that he was upset because of her ... . Gauri had cried herself to sleep.
Now his knowledgeable fingers were slowly pulling the sheet from her, his eyes on her breast as they were revealed in all their glory. Fearfully, Gauri cringed away from the heat in his eyes, the strength in his jaw. She knew that no amount of pleading or crying would stop this man, her spouse. Gauri closed her eyes and turned her face from him, her face burning bright as she remembered the way he had made her beg the night before. Gauri sent up a fervent prayer that he would not do that to her again.
"Omkara is your life Gauri ... he is a man and you are his wife ... Never let him down ... always keep him happy and never give him a chance to complaint. Fear struck Gauri's heart and mind while she remembered her mother's words and she was obeying them too. Even when Omkara was not the kind of husband she had thought that he would be she tried and did everything she could so as to not dissapoint him.
"Look at me." he said, his voice deep, he untied the silk scarves and his fingers tips lightly tracing a pattern around her pert crests.
Unable to resist the command in his voice, Gauri returned her face to his, her eyes instantly getting caught in his hypnotic shade of mohagony. She whimpered, unable to escape the power of his gaze. Omkara smiled, a slow twist of the lips, and then bent his head to her breast, gently sucking her hard nipple into the warmth of his mouth. Liquid fire shot up from the spot that his wet mouth was suckling, and Gauri let out a groan, and then a cry as his teeth found the sensitive tip. She could feel her traitorous slit grow moist, and a single tear slipped down her cheek at the betrayal of her body. Omkara''s other hand came out to firmly pluck her other nipple, increasing the heat of her body.
"Please, please, don't do this to me again." Gauri begged, her hips moving restlessly.
"Why?" Omkara asked, briefly pulling his mouth from the intoxicating play at her chest. "You like it, and so do I, there's nothing wrong in sharing pleasure."
"'But you said you don't love me" Gauri cried, her back arched, pushing her full breasts further into his mouth. "Because marrying me was not your wish"
Omkara pulled his head back, his eyes dangerously smoldering. Belatedly Gauri recalled what he had said the night before, and knew her mistake. All of this was happening to her because she had asked for it, she mustered courage from every nerve of her body to talk to him about dealing with their marriage. After all they were into this together. She wanted to be his wife ... like he should be her husband.
"You think I am going to apologize to you ... Do you? Gauri questioned him as something more than bodily pain occurred to her.
"Precisely, I think you should. But you know what I like punishing you too" he said, his teeth gleaming briefly against his lip.
Quickly Omkara pulled off his clothing, tossing it to the end of the bed, his male member hard against her stomach. "You will be mine, and that shall make you happy. It was you who started all husband and wife conversation. Now be the woman you wanted to be ... the woman of my bed and bear with it." Omkara's eyes gleamed with cold triumph; his hand sliding down her body to where she had tightly closed her thighs. "Open up." he commanded, his face stern.
Defiantly Gauri kept her thighs pressed tightly together. She did not want to allow him to do something like this to her. This was not what she wanted. She jumped at the sharp smack on her thigh. It was becoming more and more painful with each passing moment.
"Do you need another spanking, my dear?" he asked, locking his eyes on hers.
Inwardly Gauri quailed under the will emanating from him. Slowly she spread her trembling ankles. She had to give into her husband's word and wish.
"More." he commanded aggresively, watching as her pretty core was bared to his gaze. "So pretty." he groaned, a finger sliding through the moist pink interior. "So wet."
Gauri closed her eyes, slow tears falling down her face at her cowardice. But can she do anything? And if yes what?
His finger caressed her gently, the feeling still foreign in her virginity. She let out a small sob as she felt her body begin to respond, moisture bathing his hand, and her mind clouded over until relief was all she could think of. She could feel her body twisting, her hips moving urgently on his finger, striving toward the peak she was coming to need.
"No!" she whimpered as suddenly he pulled his wonderful finger from her clinging womanhood, her eyes flying to where he was kneeling between her widespread legs, his mouth sucking her essence from his hand. While she was distracted by the tumulus passion he had aroused in her ... he moved between her legs. Suddenly afraid, Gauri tried to bring her legs back together clenching her inner muscles in fear of the inevitable invasion. Such intimacy was new and for her ... even unwanted.
"Don't be afraid." Omkara said softly, pressing an amorous kiss to her mouth, his large hands cupping her face possessively. "You were made for this, for me and my desirable hardness."
Gauri relaxed under the soft words and kisses, her eyes locked with his. She knew what was going to happen now and she even knew that whether she liked it or not this was going to happen to her. This was a new relationship and such physical contact was important if she wanted to make things work for the better. He can do this to her. Only he can do this to her.
"Don't hurt me," she whimpered, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him down to her.
She knew that reality would soon return, but for now she desperate to pretend that he was deeply in love with her, that he wanted her as more than a pawn for his ego and pleasure.
Omkara made no comment, knowing that pain was inevitable. Carefully he found the entrance to her body with the smooth tip of his shaft, pushing in slowly, the hard steel of his body pushing aside the tight muscles of her velvety insides.
"Oh, god." Omkara groaned. "So good, so tight."
Gauri stiffened as she felt him bump into something, pain radiating from there as he kept pushing. She did not realize but she bled too. This was more difficult than she had thought ... different from all the romance and fantasy she had read into.
"No, stop! You're too big." she whimpered, her hands trying to push him away.
The muscles in his shoulders bunching, Omkara broke Gauri's hymen with one brutal thrust, her scream echoing in his ears as he slid all the way into her. Gritting his teeth against the urge to move he held himself there, waiting for her tight muscles to relax around him.
"No more pain." he whispered as her muscles relaxed around him, kissing away her tears. "I promise."
Gauri tilted her head to his, craving the feel of his mouth on hers. She was not disappointed as his firm lips slid over hers, his tongue sliding sensually in mouth. Slowly he began to move in her, and the pleasurable feelings began again. Soon she was gasping for air, her sharp nails digging into his shoulders, her breast pushing against his chest as she desperately strove for release.
"Come for me, kitten." Omkara whispered in her ear, just as she went flying, soaring like an eagle. He could feel her tight muscles shivering around him, massaging him till he exploded inside her with a shout of release.
"Mine." he said possessively, his voice hard, before he collapsed on her, drained from their orgasm.
Maybe this is what it had to take, maybe this is what it is going to take ... she really did not know.
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