Page 158 of The Royal Beast & His Rising Queen

"You have work", she stammered, her words fumbling seeing the desire in his eyes, his intensity caused shivers to her.

He didn't bother to answer, instead, he took her to their chamber and locked the main chamber door and started kissing her...

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"Rana sa... up...upstairs... let's go to the room...", she said shyly, breaking the kiss, though that's their own chamber and she is sure no one could enter inside, she is shy in being so close to her husband in the huge hall of their chamber, the king's chamber almost makes up for 25 percent of the whole palace, which is a lot of space, Isha feels as if their chamber is a palace in itself.

He couldn't hear anything, he just kept kissing her and after a couple of minutes, she got lost in her husband, he lay on the couch, pulling her along, without leaving her lips...

He left her lips when he felt her breathlessness and started dropping wet kisses on her neck, and she unintentionally pushed herself more into him, which turned his gentle kissing into biting and sucking her neck and cleavage... he removed the pin and pulled the saree away from her while she tried to remove his shirt buttons, but with her heavy breathing and shyness, shecouldn't concentrate making her impatient husband to just rip it off making the buttons scatter on the floor...

"That's my favourite shirt of yours", she whined, though he owned the same colour of the shirt in several pairs, she particularly loved that shirt as he kissed her for the first time in the same shirt... and the black shirt suited him a lot...

"Sh...", he said kissing her, shutting her up, while his hands got busy in caressing her waist and cloth-clad chest, her moans brought out the beast in him... he is about to take off her blouse when she held his palm...

"Take me to our room... please", she pleaded, he understood his wife's discomfort, and carried her to their room...

He took off her blouse and petticoat leaving her in just her bra and panties, he kept staring at her, he loved staring at his beautiful wife, just looking at her made him painfully hard. She looked away in shyness seeing him staring at her with such intensity. His eyes are extremely expressive, it's sad no one could dare to look into them, and he loves to be emotionally bare in front of his wife.

"Ra..Rana sa", She fumbled, trying to cover herself with the blanket when he threw it away, he stripped off his pants and boxers before hovering over her, he peppered kisses over her cleavage and bra-clad chest, while his hands roamed all around her bare body, stopping at her thighs, caressing them, his length caressing her clothed heat making her moan loudly. He unclasped her bra and took her left nipple into his mouth while kneading the other twin with his rough palm. Isha kept moaning unable to handle the pressure her husband was giving her. He tweaked her right nipple between his fingers sucking the leftone, at the same time, he kept caressing her inner thighs with his other palm while rubbing himself on her. She couldn't control the pressure building inside her. She kept pulling him into her more, with her one hand in his hair and another one roaming on his bare back.

He kept biting and sucking her soft and supple skin leaving the purple marks all over her chest and waist. She kept playing with the band of her panties feeling the urge to remove them, she wanted to feel him completely, skin-to-skin. But, her husband's strong grip on her body didn't let her arms move, Abhyansh who understood her, quickly ripped off the tiny cloth off her body, leaving her completely bare to his sore eyes.

Seeing her so wet and ready for him boosted his ego making him proud. He caressed her heat before inserting his fingers one by one into her anticipating heat making her moan loudly. His fingers gave pleasure to her in the lower region while his mouth worked on the upper, making her lose her senses in his touch, she gasped loudly when his mouth replaced his fingers, with his licking and sucking her heat, she didn't last long.

"Ansh...", with a loud moan, she climaxed and he sucked her juices, and his last lick sucked the life out of her, making her all the way more needy for her husband. Every time, he made sure to show her heaven...

"Ansh... please...", she said pulling his head towards her, while his lower region is aligned to hers...

"Hm ??", he asked looking at her with a smirk, his wife looked so sexy with that desire in her eyes, sweat beads glistening on her body and with her hair open. And expressing her desires openly would make her even more sexy, he thought, but insteadof words, she pulled him in a deep kiss while moving her hips on his.

"Demand for it and your Rana will be at your service Rani sa", he whispered huskily on her lips. He badly wanted to make love to her, just bury himself into her, but only he knew how difficult it is to stop himself from taking her hard. He waited for her to say those precious words but she too is his stubborn queen. She took his length in her soft palms and started caressing it gently, shocking him.

He never taught her this, then how did she even know, though she isn't doing it exactly, her inexperience and innocence is making it even harder, her soft palms made him want her badly.

"When you can touch me there, why can't I ??", she said answering his unasked question and her words and her palms broke his final string of resolve, he took her palms off him and thrust himself into her in a go, a loud moan escaped her. He was so rough on her that she was sure she would remain sore for at least a few days, but she hardly cared about it now. She enjoyed her husband's rough passion, at the same time he made sure she is okay, he never did something that would make her feel degraded, his love sure is rough, his passion his high, but never disrespectful and that's what she loved the most in him.

Her heavy moans and his groans filled the atmosphere in the room, and before she realized she reached her high again and climaxed, all the while his thrusts continued making her last long, and she experienced heaven on earth, making her see stars. After a while of hard thrusts, he reached his climax, he released inside her instead of pulling out like every time, and with his warm release inside her, she cummed again screaming his name loudly...

He laid on his back and pulled her into his arms softly caressing her back and hair, calming her breaths... she hid her face in his arms making him chuckle at her shyness every time after they did the deed. She slowly closed her eyes in tiredness when she felt him turn towards her, and her eyes widened when she felt him hard again. She remembered the time when he told her, he is difficult to be satisfied, every time they made love, she felt it, and sometimes she questioned herself if she satisfied him, but then his groans and the bliss on his face answers her question.

He chuckled at her shocked face feeling his hardness on her core.

"Take some rest for a while, I'll go and take care of this", he said softly but she held her wrist pulling him to her, thrusting herself into him... "Isha... bacha you are tired", he groaned, her advances were making it really hard for him...

"No, I'm never tired for you", she said pulling him closer... he hesitated, as he didn't want to tire her. Though he knew the only way he gets her in pain but doesn't feel guilty of it is this, as he knew she feels the pleasure and is equally wants it. But, he didn't want to overdo it.

"Don't I satisfy you Rana sa ??", she asked seeing his hesitation, despite knowing the truth, she couldn't help but question herself sometimes.

He immediately hovered over her and pushed himself into her drawing a moan indicating her pain and pleasure at the same time. Her self-doubt angered him, he wasn't expressive verbally but he thought he made her feel it every time but he was so wrong. How could she even think that she wasn't satisfying him, she was the only woman who could satisfy him, both his physical and emotional needs.

"Just your sight makes me want to kiss you desperately, your touch makes me want to have you in my arms badly and your warmth urge me to take you right there. How could you not know how much I crave for you, you satisfy my every need Rani sa, no woman could other than you, I hate you doubting yourself, never do it, never...", he said thrusting into her harshly drawing a scream, he pinched her nipple and took another one in his mouth, his other hand kneading her waist, pleasure spread through her body, every inch screaming her husband's name. This time he made sure to show how much she satisfies him.

She couldn't take his sweet torture on her body anymore, so she rolled their positions hovering him, she started peppering kisses on his neck, slowly thrusting into him making him go crazy. She kissed his chest, his abs, dropping extra kisses on his scars. This was the first time she was taking a lead and he let her. Her little caresses and kisses, and bites are making him painfully hard and she could feel him inside her and that encouraged her more. He enjoyed her pleasuring him, but after some time, it became too much for him to handle the beast inside him, he rolled and started thrusting into her wildly, her pleasurable screams tamed him to some extent and soon, both of them reached their climax, this time together, and the feeling is such a bliss.

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Isha fell asleep instantly getting tired even before completely coming down from her high. Abhyansh slowly pecked her forehead, and walked to the washroom, cleaned himself, and then cleaned his wife, before applying tea tree oil with a lavender scent to prevent the soreness and to make her feel fresh. He knew his wife loved the lavender scent, it always relaxed her. Hebrought an open button-up nightie to make her wear without disturbing her sleep, but just after he is done, her ringing phone woke her up, though he immediately silenced it.

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