24-Romantic Obsession
Vaidehi took deep breaths and gently placed her hand on Samrat's cheek. In a soft voice, she asked,
"What are you doing...?"
Samrat kissed her neck and held her close, his voice filled with emotion.
"I don't even know what I'm doing... but there's something I just can't stop myself from feeling..."
As he pulled her tighter into his arms, Vaidehi started struggling to breathe. Realizing this, Samrat loosened his hold a little.
Running her nails lightly across his back, Vaidehi whispered nervously,
"I'm scared..."
Samrat held her small hand in his larger one, intertwining their fingers. Resting his forehead against hers, he said softly,
"Nothing will happen... everything will be fine. I'm here with you... just trust me. It might hurt a little at first, but then everything will be okay."
Vaidehi hesitated and tried to say something.
"But..."
Samrat stopped her gently. Placing his cold finger on her lips, he murmured,
"No more 'but'..."
His eyes then fell on the shirt Vaidehi was wearing - his shirt. Slowly, with two fingers, he began unbuttoning it.
As his cold fingertips brushed against her skin, her whole body trembled. Her breathing became uneven, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.
Vaidehi bit down softly on her lower lip and turned her face away shyly.Seeing her nervousness, Samrat gently touched her cheek and said softly,
"Why are you so scared.
..? Sooner or later, this was bound to happen.
.. and maybe tonight is the right time. It's not easy to truly have me.
.. but this night has left me helpless. The wall between us. .. it needs to disappear."
As he said this, he pulled her a little closer. Vaidehi felt a strange mix of emotions in her heart - a little fear, a little pain... and an unfamiliar sense of comfort. Maybe this was what people called a sweet ache.
But she was still completely unaware of the emotions and feelings that were yet to come.
Just then, lightning flashed loudly outside. Startled, Vaidehi held onto Samrat even tighter.
Samrat smiled faintly and ran his fingers through her hair.
"As long as I'm with you... you don't need to be afraid of anything else."
Hearing his words, Vaidehi's cheeks turned red with shyness.
Samrat lifted Vaidehi's chin, his gaze piercing into her eyes.
Vaidehi was trembling, her breath hitching like a trapped fawn.
Slowly, Samrat leaned in, his tongue grazing the curve of her lower lip with agonizing slowness.
Then, he nipped it-a gentle yet firm bite that forced a soft moan from her throat.
"Samrat ji..." she whispered, her voice quivering.
In that moment, she felt the undeniable hardness of his masculinity against her thigh.
A jolt of electricity shot through her. Her eyes widened with a mix of fear and sheer disbelief.
Before she could speak, Samrat pressed a finger to her lips, his voice heavy with authority.
"Shhh... don't say a word. Just feel me.
You need to understand who I am and the sheer power I hold over you.
"
With one swift, powerful motion, Samrat ripped his white shirt off her body.
The clash of the cold night air and the heat from the fireplace hit her bare skin simultaneously.
Shamed and overwhelmed, Vaidehi squeezed her eyes shut.
Samrat leaned down, his finger tracing her most intimate and delicate curves.
A sharp gasp escaped her, "Ah... your finger.
.. Samrat ji..."
Samrat locked eyes with her, his expression intense.
"Quiet. I am only making you flexible enough to endure the storm that is coming tonight.
Today, you will drown in Samrat's passion.
"
Flush with embarrassment, she managed a weak protest, "Ah Samrat.
.. you..."
Ignoring her, he whispered, "Just feel it, Vaidehi.
You need to know exactly whose property you are.
"
He continued his torturous ministrations until her whimpers turned into sharp cries of pleasure.
Finally, he withdrew his hand, holding his fingers before her eyes.
Vaidehi turned her face away, stammering, "You.
.. you are so shameless... so dirty."
A dark smirk played on Samrat's lips.
"You're the one reacting so strongly, Vaidehi.
Look at yourself." To her absolute shock, he then brought his fingers to his own mouth.
Vaidehi's face contorted in a mix of shock and mock disgust. "Ugh!
That's so gross! I feel like I'm going to be sick!
"
Samrat, unbothered, tasted her essence.
"Taste it yourself, Vaidehi. This is a part of you.
"
"Absolutely not!" she snapped, pulling her hand away.
"You are the dirty one, not me."
He chuckled darkly.
"Actually, it's quite delicious. You have no idea how sweet you really are.
"
"Samrat ji, stop it!" she cried out.
He leaned in closer, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"What? It's tasty. Now... would you like to taste me?
Trust me, I'm far more addictive." As he spoke, his hand moved to his belt, unbuckling it slowly.
Vaidehi's eyes were glued to him. Her gaze involuntarily fell to the massive, pulsing shape straining against his trousers.
Samrat noticed her lingering look. "You're staring with such hunger.
.. do you really think you can take all of this inside you?
"
Trying to regain some dignity, she tilted her head.
"Why not? I... I'm strong. I was a karate champion.
"
Samrat threw his head back and laughed, his damp hair flicking back.
"A karate ring and my bed are two very different worlds, sweetheart.
But you'll do exactly as I say, or I'll leave you all alone in this haunted mansion right now.
"
The color drained from her face. She suddenly remembered an old childhood story about a woman possessed by a ghost. Fear gripped her.
Gathering her messy hair, she hissed, "You.
.. you are a true demon."
Minutes later, the only sound in the room was Vaidehi's heavy panting.
She looked as though she was on the verge of fainting.
Samrat looked down at her. "See? That wasn't so bad.
"
"Not bad?" she gasped. "I felt like I was dying!
"
Caressing her waist, he murmured, "Why?
The size was perfect, and the pleasure was undeniable.
You should be honored to have fully experienced Samrat Pratap Singh.
But I still wonder... can you truly contain me?
"
Vaidehi glared at him, but before she could retort, he silenced her with a deep, territorial kiss.
Her resistance melted away instantly.
Suddenly, Samrat shifted his weight and, with a powerful thrust, entered her.
"Aahhhh!" A piercing scream left her lips.
It felt as though she was being torn apart.
Samrat didn't stop. He began to find his rhythm.
For Vaidehi, it was an agonizing yet transcendental blur of pain and ecstasy.
She buried her nails into his broad back, leaving deep marks as she rode the waves of sensation.
"Ah... Samrat ji... stop... it's... it's too much," she sobbed.
Deep down, the pleasure was taking over, but his sheer size was overwhelming.
He was barely halfway in, yet his hunger was far from satisfied.
He pushed further, wanting to bury himself completely within her.
Vaidehi cried out, caught between agony and bliss.
As Samrat gave one final, forceful push to claim her entirely, tears streamed down her face.
"No... please... keep it like this. Not all of it.
.. I'll die... it's too much!"
But Samrat was beyond the point of return, driven by a cocktail of lust and possessiveness.
He locked her wrists above her head and, with a final surge of strength, made her his completely.
The room echoed with Vaidehi's cries and Samrat's ragged breathing.
Eventually, she stopped fighting and surrendered to him, arching her back to meet every thrust, trying to pull him deeper.
He gripped her neck gently, whispering in her ear, "You are mine, Vaidehi.
Only mine."
That night, amidst the storm and the ruins of the old mansion, their bond was forged in fire.
Vaidehi realized that beneath Samrat's cold exterior lay a passion that could consume her.
And Samrat realized that his 'fragile' wife had the strength to endure his every flame-a realization that only made him crave her more.
The rain outside had slowed down, but it hadn't stopped completely.
The fire burning in that dry room of the ruins had now turned into embers, its faint red glow falling on Vaidehi's exhausted but glowing face.
One after another... five rounds had passed.
Samrat's hunger didn't seem to calm down at all.
He was so lost in the heaven of Vaidehi's body that he had no sense of time or place.
Vaidehi was completely exhausted. Her breath was still fast, and her body felt lifeless.
When Samrat tried to pull her waist towards him again, Vaidehi gently stopped his strong hands and said in a trembling voice-
"Samrat ji.
.. please stop now. Please... morning is about to break.
Look, the storm has also subsided. We should go home now, otherwise, what will everyone think?
"
There was still that same deep passion in Samrat's eyes.
He kissed Vaidehi's sweat-soaked forehead and said in a heavy voice-
"Wait, sweetheart.
.. I'm not done yet. I just can't get enough of you.
You look so beautiful right now that I never want to leave you.
"
Samrat was in a different kind of excitement at this moment.
It felt as if Vaidehi had ignited a fire inside him that was impossible to extinguish.
But when he saw Vaidehi's pale complexion and her tired eyes, his heart melted a little.
He took a deep breath and pulled back slightly.
He picked up his pants and put them on, then adjusted his belt while looking at Vaidehi, who was still trying to cover herself with the shirt lying on the floor.
Due to being near the fire, Vaidehi's red Patiala suit had now dried.
Samrat stepped forward, picked up her suit, and brought it to her.
When Vaidehi's eyes fell on her thighs and the marks on the sheets, she turned red with shame.
Samrat smiled seeing her condition and said-
"How was it, Mrs. Singh?
How did you like it?"
Vaidehi hid her face and said irritably-
"You are very shameless!
I am in a lot of pain... in my waist, and everywhere.
And look... it has become so messy here.
I feel very awkward."
Samrat burst out laughing at her innocence.
He took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and sat on his knees near Vaidehi.
Vaidehi stepped back in fear-
"What.
.. what are you doing?"
Samrat said in a calm tone-
"Just stay still.
I am just cleaning you. I can't take you on the bike in this condition.
"
He cleaned her very gently. Tears came to Vaidehi's eyes-this man was as caring as he was harsh.
Samrat dressed her with his own hands and then, in one jerk, lifted her in his arms.
Vaidehi protested by hitting her small fists on his chest-
"Put me down!
I can walk myself. I am having so much trouble walking because of you.
.. you are very bad!"
Samrat ignored her words and reached the bike carrying her.
He made her sit behind him and said-
"Hold me tight.
I am going to drive very fast. We will be home in 10 minutes.
"
Samrat did exactly as he had said. Driving the bike at lightning speed, he soon reached the back door of Pratap Singh Palace.
Fortunately, no one was awake in the house at this time.
Samrat carried her in his arms straight to his bedroom.
Taking her into the bathroom, he turned on the shower.
Both stood together under the cold and then slightly lukewarm water.
Shying away, Vaidehi hid her face in his chest.
She said softly-
"Please.
.. don't start all that again. I don't have the strength anymore.
"
Samrat leaned near her ear and whispered, releasing his warm breath-
"Don't worry, baby.
Just a shower for now. We will complete the rest of the quota tonight.
.. and this time, I'll be very intense and slow.
"
Vaidehi tried to scare him by glaring, but she herself smiled.
Samrat wrapped her in a towel, brought her out, and laid her on the bed with great love.
He tucked the blanket over her and gave her a last kiss on her forehead.
Vaidehi could only say this much-
"You are truly a storm, Samrat ji.
"
Samrat turned off the light with a smile and said-
"And you are the only one who can handle this storm, Vaidehi.
Now sleep."
Vaidehi fell into a deep sleep with that feeling of peace, while Samrat kept watching her.
That night had become the most memorable night of their lives.
When the golden rays of the morning entered through the bedroom window, Vaidehi's sleep slowly broke.
She felt a strange heaviness and slight pain in her entire body.
As soon as she tried to turn over, a sharp pang arose in her waist and a moan escaped from her mouth.
"Ah!" Vaidehi whispered slowly.
Just then, a strong hand supported her waist and gently laid her back straight.
When Vaidehi opened her eyes, she saw Samrat standing in front of her.
He was wearing a grey T-shirt and joggers, and his hair was slightly messy.
He looked very relaxed.
Samrat placed his hand on her forehead and asked in a very soft voice.
"Good morning, Vaidehi. How are you feeling now?
Is it hurting a lot?"
Vaidehi looked at him in surprise.
She couldn't believe her eyes. This was the same Samrat who, until yesterday, wouldn't even talk to her properly, and today there was so much concern in his voice.
Vaidehi just nodded her head slowly.
Samrat smiled and picked up a glass of water and a small box from the table kept near the bed.
He slowly lifted Vaidehi up, made her sit, and placed a pillow behind her.
"Listen, Vaidehi. Whatever happened last night was very intense, and I don't want us to be unprepared for a big responsibility right now.
So, I have brought a contraceptive pill for you.
Take this so that there are no complications later.
"
Vaidehi's face turned red with shame.
She quietly took the medicine and drank the water.
Samrat put the glass back and took out a small tube.
"This is a pain relief gel. It will fix the strain in your back and shoulders.
Lie down, let me apply it."
Vaidehi said nervously.
"No, Samrat ji, I will apply it myself.
You please leave from here."
Samrat gave a naughty smile and said.
"Come on, Vaidehi. What's the point of being shy now?
I have seen every inch of you last night.
So just relax and let me take care of you.
"
He didn't listen to Vaidehi and started applying the gel on her waist very gently.
The touch of his hands was so gentle that half of Vaidehi's pain vanished just like that.
She just lay there quietly and started thinking if this was really the same man who remains so strict in college.
After getting ready, when Vaidehi stood in front of the mirror, she saw that there was a different glow on her face.
Her eyes were sparkling, and there was a natural redness on her lips.
She looked like a celestial beauty in her pink Anarkali suit.
When they both reached the dining table downstairs, Raghav ji and Rukmani Devi were already there.
Raghav ji was reading the newspaper and Rukmani Devi was serving breakfast. As soon as the two stepped in, the atmosphere of the house changed a bit.
Samrat went and placed his hand on his father's shoulder and said.
"Good morning, Dad."
Raghav ji lowered the newspaper and looked at Samrat.
He was a bit surprised because Samrat usually wasn't this cheerful early in the morning.
"Good morning, son. You woke up quite early today?
" Raghav ji asked.
Just then Rukmani Devi's eyes fell on Vaidehi.
Vaidehi's face was absolutely radiant. Rukmani Devi is a mother and she understood women's eyes and the changes in their faces very well.
She saw that Vaidehi was keeping her eyes down today and was repeatedly adjusting her dupatta.
A deep and wise smile appeared on Rukmani Devi's face.
She understood that the distance between these two had ended last night.
"Vaidehi, daughter, come here and sit near me," Rukmani Devi said affectionately.
Vaidehi went and sat near her. Rukmani Devi whispered slowly in her ear.
"My daughter-in-law is looking very beautiful today.
What's the matter, Vaidehi? Has something special happened?
"
Vaidehi's face turned red like a tomato.
She was overwhelmed with shyness and just started looking at her plate.
She looked nervously at Samrat, who was enjoying his breakfast.
Just then, Samrat held Vaidehi's hand on the table.
Vaidehi suddenly tried to pull it away because the elders were sitting in front.
But Samrat made his grip even stronger.
"Mom, Vaidehi is a bit tired today.
I don't think she feels like going to college," Samrat said teasingly on purpose.
Rukmani Devi laughed and said.
"No problem, son.
Let her rest today. She is the daughter-in-law of the house, a little rest is deserved.
"
Raghav ji also smiled and said.
"It seems everything is fine between you two now.
I am happy that you guys have started understanding each other.
"
During breakfast, Samrat kept putting his favorite dishes on Vaidehi's plate and kept nagging her to eat properly.
Vaidehi didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed.
The man who used to scold her was pampering her in front of everyone today.
After breakfast, when Samrat was about to leave for the office, he called Vaidehi aside.
Vaidehi asked fearfully.
"What happened?
Do you need something?"
Samrat leaned close to her and whispered in her ear.
"Take rest today. And yes, you look absolutely stunning in pink.
See you in the evening... remember what I said in the shower?
I am going to be very intense tonight."
Saying this, Samrat gave a killer smile and left, and Vaidehi remained standing there.
Her heart was beating loudly and she was just thinking how much her life has changed in just one night.
She ran towards her room smiling, where the fragrance of Samrat's perfume still lingered.
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