Thakur Ratnesh glanced down as he felt movement beside him. He inhaled deeply, his chest tightening as he waited for her to open her eyes. Rajni, still semi-conscious, instinctively curled closer to the source of warmth, her delicate fingers wrapping around his strong arm. She nestled closer, her soft, bare skin brushing against his chest. The unexpected contact made him draw in a sharp breath, his body responding instinctively as he fought to keep his emotions-and reactions-in check.
He observed her closely, the subtle shift of expressions on her face holding him captive. Her lips twitched slightly as if something annoyed her in her half-sleep state, and she pressed her eyes shut tighter before slowly fluttering them open. Confusion clouded her features at first, quickly replaced by fear as reality sank in.
Her gaze finally lifted to meet his, her warm brown eyes locking with his intense, raven-black ones. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. But before Ratnesh could find any satisfaction in the connection, Rajni averted her gaze, breaking the moment much to his irritation.
"Uth gayi tu?" Ratnesh's voice was low, almost a growl, as he wrapped his strong arm around her waist, pulling her closer to his broad chest. The sharp hiss that escaped her lips made him pause, his gaze darkening as he remembered the welt marks crisscrossing her delicate back. His hand slid lower, resting on her butt, and with a firm grip, he squeezed, drawing a startled gasp from her.
"Ch...chote Th...Thakur," Rajni stammered, her voice trembling as the memories of the previous night flooded her mind. Bade Thakur's harsh words, the warning, the command to apologize-everything echoed relentlessly, and shame mixed with pain clouded her thoughts. Her eyes welled with unshed tears as she tilted her head to meet Ratnesh's unyielding gaze. "M...mujhe maaf k...kar dijiye. Aage se aisa kabhi nahi hoga," she whispered, her voice breaking with desperation.
"Hmmm," Ratnesh hummed in response, his expression unreadable as he held her. He didn't acknowledge her plea immediately, instead pulling her closer, their bodies pressed tightly together. "Abhi bhi thand lag rahi hai?" he asked, his voice deep and suggestive, as his hand moved deliberately, cupping her left breast.
"N...nahi," she stuttered, her breath hitching as she braced herself for what she feared would come next. But Ratnesh didn't lash out or manhandle her like she expected. Instead, his fingers captured her nipple between his thumb and index finger, rolling it lightly. Her lips parted involuntarily as a breathless moan escaped, and the tears brimming in her eyes finally spilled. She wanted to protest, to beg him to stop, but the fear of last night's brutality kept her frozen, the words dying on her tongue.
"Mere aur paas aa," Ratnesh commanded, his voice firm but not unkind. Hesitating for just a moment, Rajni inched closer until no space remained between them. The next moment, he pinched her nipple harshly, eliciting a sharp cry from her lips. A heat she couldn't control pooled between her legs as he toyed with her body, his actions calculated and purposeful.
"Tujhe pata hai kitna pareshaan kiya hai tune mujhe?" Ratnesh murmured, his voice low and gravelly as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent deeply.
"Chote Thakur, galti ho gayi," Rajni whispered in a small, trembling voice. Tears spilled from her eyes as she avoided meeting his piercing gaze, looking everywhere else in the room instead.
"Phir tu rone lagi? Abhi kuch kiya kya maine?" he asked, his voice firm, yet holding a faint edge of teasing. Rajni shook her head quickly in denial, but the tears kept falling. For a fleeting moment, his eyes softened as he took in her vulnerable state, but the tenderness vanished as swiftly as it appeared. His grip tightened slightly as he forced her chin up to meet his gaze. "Dard ho raha hai?"
"Haan, thoda thoda," Rajni whispered, lying through her teeth. She didn't think Thakur Ratnesh would care or even try to understand the searing pain that burned across her back.
"Thoda thoda?" Ratnesh raised a brow, his expression shifting into something more challenging. "Toh agar main tujhe utha ke apne upar baitha ke tera istemaal karu, toh seh legi?"
Rajni's eyes widened in fear at his words, her lips parting as though to protest. But when his sharp gaze locked onto hers, daring her to respond, she nodded silently, her head bobbing with hesitance. A smirk ghosted his lips, though he bit it back, hiding any amusement as he watched her reaction. The faintest flicker of satisfaction danced in his dark eyes as he leaned back slightly, studying her.
""Phir aa baith mere upar," Ratnesh said, tapping her arm and gesturing with his eyes for her to comply. Rajni hesitated, disbelief washing over her as she processed what was being asked of her. Her body ached in protest, her breaths came sharp and shallow, but she obeyed. Straddling him, she perched herself on his chest, her muscles screaming in pain and her head spinning. His strong hands gripped her firmly, steadying her and ensuring she stayed upright instead of collapsing against him.
Ratnesh's intense gaze swept over her, lingering on her eyes, her trembling lips, and finally settling on her bare chest. "Aage aa, thoda aur neeche jhuk," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for refusal. Rajni leaned forward, her movements slow and tentative. She let out a soft cry when his lips captured her sensitive, erect nipple, his warm mouth teasing her flesh.
"Ahhh," she moaned involuntarily, the sound of her voice trembling as Ratnesh grazed her nipple with his teeth, tugging lightly before sucking on it like a starving man desperate for nourishment. The sensation sent a jolt through her, her fingers clutching at his shoulders for support.
"Ahhh, Chote Thakur-" she began, but his sharp gaze silenced her mid-sentence.
"Shhh. Aawaz nahi," Ratnesh interrupted, pulling his mouth away momentarily. In one swift motion, he drew her closer to his face, her breath catching as he buried his nose near her neck and collarbone, inhaling deeply. The intoxicating scent of her damp skin and her subtle arousal made him hum in satisfaction. His lips ghosted over her shoulder, and his grip on her tightened possessively.
"Andar daal mujhe apne," Ratnesh murmured against her shoulder, his voice low and commanding. Rajni hesitated, her body screaming with pain and exhaustion, but fear held her tongue. She longed to tell him she couldn't handle this-not in her current state-but instead, she swallowed her protests. With trembling fingers, she reached for his erect length, guiding it to her entrance with visible reluctance.
"Dar mat, dard nahi hoga, aaj toh nahi hi hoga," he whispered, surprising himself with the uncharacteristic reassurance. Perhaps it was the vulnerability in her eyes or the fragility of her body that stirred something unfamiliar within him. As if to prove his words, his movements were slower than usual, deliberate and measured. With a single, deep thrust, he buried himself inside her, eliciting a gasp that turned into a moan as her head fell back, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders.
Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaving as she adjusted to him. Ratnesh began to move, his rhythm achingly slow, each motion careful yet deliberate, his normally aggressive approach tempered by an inexplicable gentleness. Her walls clenched around him, drawing a low growl from his throat as his hand roamed over her body. His rough palm slid from her navel, tracing upward to cup her breast before moving to her face.
As her soft moans filled the room, he slid his thumb over her lips, pressing against them until she parted her mouth. Without hesitation, he pushed his thumb past her lips, watching with darkened eyes as she took it in, her tongue timidly brushing against his skin. The intimacy of the act sent a shiver down his spine, and his thrusts faltered slightly, though his gaze remained locked on her face.
"Bas... aise hi," he muttered, his voice barely audible as he continued to move within her, his thumb still resting in her mouth as her body adjusted to the unfamiliar tenderness of his touch.
They were completely consumed by the heat of their passion, oblivious to the pair of eyes watching them from the shadows. Ratnesh wrapped his strong arms around Rajni's lower back, pulling her trembling body flush against his chest as he thrust into her with increasing fervor.
"Chote Thakur... mmmhh... unghhh... Chote Thakur," Rajni moaned breathlessly, her voice rising with every stroke. Her walls tightened around his throbbing member, her nails digging into his shoulders as the sensation overwhelmed her. Ratnesh's pace quickened, his movements growing erratic as he chased the peak of their shared pleasure.
Their bodies moved in sync, lost in the rhythm they had created. Rajni's head lolled back, her parted lips spilling incoherent cries of ecstasy as saliva escaped her mouth and dripped onto his shoulder. Ratnesh growled low in his throat, his lips finding her skin once more, his teeth grazing her tender flesh in a possessive bite.
"Ungghhh," she moaned loudly, her body shaking as her walls spasmed uncontrollably, gripping him tightly before loosening as she came undone on top of him. Her release triggered Ratnesh's own as he thrust deeply into her a final few times, groaning hoarsely as he spilled inside her.
Their bodies remained intertwined, chests heaving as they both came down from their high, still blissfully unaware of the figure observing them in silence.
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