Hi kutties... 😊
Back with a new part.
I want to tell you one thing that I'm writing this SS in a fast pace so that I can complete it quickly (Though not possible considering my crazy mind 😉 )
So many of you expressed your dislike towards Raman's VILLAINOUS character 😆 A hero will be a hero forever in my stories 🤣
I hope this part will somehow make you happy 😉
MATURE CONTENT AHEAD so weak buddies READ AT YOUR RISK 🤬
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Chapter-5
EVEN THEN I LOVE YOU
It has been two months since they got married. Raman is fed up with her weird behaviour. She backs off whenever he tries to get intimate with her. He was not DESPERATE nor was it out of LOVE. He wanted her to be comfortable with him, so that he can move forward with his plan. He was wondering why is she acting like she is watching a whimsical creature in him! She was making him all the more angry as well as frustrated. He was worried. What will he do if she will not come to his way. He was hating himself for acting the role of a LOVING AND CARING HUSBAND. He was getting irritated thinking of her living like a queen in his house. He is not even able to look at her. Then how will he manage to get close to her and probe her to talk.
He had visited a lot of doctors to find a way to make her talk. But they are helpless as she is physically perfect. They adviced him to consult any psychiatrist which he refused. Other than bethinking her state in that level, he began to suspect her of acting dump.
Raman came to his room all tired and found her sitting on the middle of the bed. She was wearing a baby blue night gown, immersed in scrubbing her U shaped pink nails. He walked up to her after closing the door behind him. She looked at his approaching form. She could make out his intentions through his dark eyes, spitting passion. She can't reject him all through her life. She can't deny the fact that SHE IS rightfully HIS. It has been so long; they should make theit marriage a REAL ONE IN REAL.
Putting off the vest aside he walked close to her without breaking their eye-lock. He loosened the tie and watched her moving backward; scared.
He couldn't hold it anymore. This woman in front of him is so much of an evil, showing attitude to take his rage high. She was time and again did hurt his male ego and keeps on doing the same. He was confused of her actions. Is she also has some purpose in marrying him? Is she came in his life to take away something? Is that the reason why she avoids his proximity? Millions of questions popped up in his mind. He wanted to put an end to it. BY MARKING HER HIS!
He leaned over to a terrified Ishita and smirked evilly at her. She didn't see his diabolic feature as her eyes were shut. He blew his breath to her face which made her crinckle her face in irritation. He gritted his teeth by her response to his romantic advances. He pushed her back to the bed with all his might and laid on top of her. She wriggled under him to get out of his hold but he tightened his grip on her shoulders forcing her to lay there.
She didn't open her eyes from the time he leaned close to her.He grinned sheepishly while she tried to push him away. He caught her hands pinning it to her back with his one hand, he plastered her body to his. She frowned in confusion and pain while he tried to kiss her. She tilted her head constantly to either ways whenever she felt him closing to capture her lips. He brought her closer to him by tightening his clasp on her back knotting her hands and clutched her face in his one hand digging his fingures in her fluffy cheeks. Taking her pink petals captive in his, he loosened his hand which was plunging into her skin.
He pulled her hair with all his might making her moan loudly in pain and suffocation as he continued to deepen the kiss. She dug her nail in his flush which provoked him to the core. Unlocking his lips from her he looked at her flushed and messed up face. Without a delay he took her lips in his mouth, biting it, torturing her to his heart's content.
She cried uncontrollably when he countinued his pitiless torment to her delicate body. He took in the pleasure of stabbing her skin with his teeth; never soothing it with wet kisses. He found himself on top of the world when she screamed out of pain as he continuously thrust into her with all his force. He at that moment was enjoying her agony of being a DUMP. Only if she could talk, she would have pleaded him to let her go. Or else she would have uttered how cruelly he made her friable.
He untangled from her and laid on his back, beside her. She was unconscious. He remembered how she fainted by his final thrutch into her. Wounding her so badly. He was dissapointed that she didn't feel that pain!
ISHITA'S POV
Is this how two poeple in so much love MAKES LOVE?
Is this what poeple says as WILD AND PASSIONATE?
Is love making this much painful always?
Is there no difference between love making and ra...rape...?????
I don't know. One thing I know is, I wanted him to make me his. I wanted to feel him. But I never thought that it could be this painful. Is it his love that triggered him to be so raucous or is it something else?
When he blew his breath on me I thought that he will be so gentle as the air.But no. He was like an animal who needed to possess its prey. He was venturing some kind of vengence by tearing my body.
I never even saw a man except my appa and jiju after Shagun passed away. I became timid even by a foot step. But I hoped that Raman will understand my situation. Yes he did. He controlled his urges for two months and I'm sure that my denials would have caused him to act in this way. Yet, I wish...what it would had been...if he was that loving and gentle on bed also! I'm afraid if I becomes more intimidated by his presence after whatever took place tonight!
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Raman opened his eyes sensing a movement near his body. Ishita was pulling the duvet that was under him, to cover herself. When she saw him looking at her intently, she jerked-off backward leaving the fabric from her hand. She was scared. Hell scared when he moved towards her. She was numb and silent like a corpse. But what he saw was her sheen nakedness. In her dread she forgot to cover herself.
Her countenance pleaded him; NOT ANYMORE RAMAN...! Her tear striken eyes and horrified expression didn't change his decision. Or to say, he didn't look at her face. She began to hit on his hard chest to show her dislike to whatever he is up to. He rolled over her and felt her struggling beneathhim. She kept on hurting his body to supress the intolerable soreness he was giving her. The moment when she felt it unsufferable, she sunk her teeth into his shoulder making him hiss in pain in that process loosening his clasp. She pushed his chest to move him away from her in vain. Tired, she left her struggles while he enjoyed his victory by further exploring her. When satisfied his thirst in fullsome, he looked at her who was lying underneath him helplessly.
He blew his breath on her face making her jolt open her eyes fearing that he may start it again. What he saw in her eyes made him scream on top of his voice, "NOOO..."
Raman sat up on the bed screaming the same word repeatedly waking up Ishita. She opened her eyes in shock to hear Raman panting holding his chest. She sat close to him and caressed his back to bring him back to normal. She asked him via gestures, after cupping his face in her hands, if he saw some nightmare. He couldn't say a word. She signed if he saw some ghost, then they should go to a temple the next day. He watched her closely: her concern, care and LOVE.
She made him lay down in the bed beside her hugging him close to her heart to strangle his worries. He hugged her back forgetting his disdain towards her. Feeling peaceful in her arms.
RAMAN'S POV
"Yeh kaisa sapna dha...?"
(What kind of a dream was that?)
How can I even dream like that?
After all, SHE IS MY WIFE! How can I be so cruel!
How can I say to her that I saw myself as an uncouth ghost?
How much she had gone through...by me...though it was a dream!
Why can't I bear her undergoing pain? I do want to hurt her...then...why am I stopping myself?
Oh God...abhi bhi main isse itna pyar kyun karte ho?
(Why am I still loving her?)
Main isse sirf nafrat karna chahta hoon...lekin mera dil baar baar haar chuka hoon...I can't help, but LOVE HER.
(I want to hate her. But my heart failed time and again)
Whenever I behold the sight of my wife, once the love of my life, in my bedroom...in my bed an arm away from me...I wanted to do the obvious. But I controlled my urges because my heart told me that she won't be able to do it. She always shied away from intimacy which made me remember Vandita's words regarding her fear for men. After last week when she pushed me away when I kissed her, I have pledged not to approach her. I don't know why I did kiss her! It just happened so naturally when she lay beside me.
However, this dream...it makes me disgusted to my self. I can't word the scornful feelings that I'm feeling to myself for doing such a frightening and vulgar act. I realised one thing vividly that I can NEVER HURT HER even though I want to...and...I can NEVER SEE HER IN PAIN...!
I couldn't believe it was a dream. But then when she took me into her embrace to calm me down...I'be realised...THAT'S JUST A DREAM!
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He nuzzled his head more close to her chest and mumbled in a weak voice, "I'm sorry...I'm really sorry...I'm so...sorry..."
She couldn't understand the deep rooted meaning of his words. Even so, she could feel his ache from the way his tears soaked her chest.
TO BE CONTINUED...
PRECAP
"Ishita, meet my friend... Dr Ashok Khanna."
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