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She wiped away her tears and sat on the edge of the bed and gently held his hand in hers. “I—I can’t be without you.” Another sob escaped her and that woke him up.
He blinked as his gaze focused on her. She batted away tears as he slowly reached out to touch her cheek. His finger traced the path of moisture with his finger. “You weren’t supposed to be here.” His voice was gruff as he ran his fingers into her hair. “But I’m glad you’re here, what a beautiful sight to wake up to.”
“Shut up,” she said, slapping his arm. “How could you not tell me?”
He let out a chuckle. “You don’t deserve this,” he said, wiping off the tears. “The KanwarMaahodoes not know tears.”
She shook her head. “I’m not the KanwarMaaho,I’m Mrs. Nakul Thakvar.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips on his. “And I’ll kill you if you hide things from me again.”
He smiled, tightening his hold on her, sitting up to pull her to him. He held their foreheads together. “I love you. You’re are my most precious.”
*****
“Nakul, hold still?” Aadhya stood in the middle of the bedroom, applying medication to his wound from the dart a few days ago. It was a poisonous hit, and a part of the skin and flesh on his shoulder was removed to take away the concentration of the toxin. He still had limited motion in his arm, but that didn’t stop him from exploring her while seated in front of her. She was focused on making sure the stitches were healing well and there was no redness around them while her husband was making her cheeks turn red. He had his face buried into her belly as she pulled back to look down at him.
She ran her fingers into his thick hair. “I thought you were going to go take a shower.” He had canceled all meetings and been home from the time they got back from the Thakvar mansion. Her thoughts stumped when she realized the Kanwar mansion had finally become her home again. “Unless you were planning to stay home and not go to the meeting.”
He pulled back to look up at her. “Maybe if my wife wants me to stay.”
She narrowed her eyes at home. “You are not skipping any clan meetings, especially with anotherMaaho.” She had not cared much for the meetings he attended, later when he was attacked, she was scared but lately, she knew the importance. She was confident the attacks were happening because there were people out there who were unhappy about the reunion of clans.
He chuckled. “I have something for you.” His eyes danced at her.
She looked at him suspiciously. “What is that something?” She was suddenly excited as he stood up to go to his closet. She followed him, unable to contain her curiosity.
He reached for an almost flat rectangular box and handed it to her. The box was pink, and a red ribbon was tied around it. “This is for you.”
She shook the box as if to guess what was inside but soon pulled open the ribbon. She felt his eyes on her as she opened the box. She looked up at him, eyes widened. “Did you get me a dress?”
“I hope you like it.” He kept his eyes on her as she peeled off her dress.
“I’m going to wear it now and show you.” She was excited and considered wearing the modern cocktail dress, the next time they went to the city.
“Are you sure you want to try it on now?” He chuckled and added, “You’re going to make me late to my meeting.”
“Don’t be silly. I want you to see what you got me.” The material was soft, and it fell fluidly to the floor. The neckline was plunging, making her cleavage peek a little.
“I like the view from up here.” His voice was gruff as he ran his fingertip along the curve of the neckline.
She stepped away from him to look at herself in the mirror. She smiled, her hands running over the soft silk as the material hugged her body. It showed off her narrow waist and the curve on her bottom. The slit ran up mid-thigh, and she liked the contrast of her skin against the red dress. “Nakul, I love this dress. It makes me look so—”
Her words were lost in a gasp when she felt a slight tug on her shoulders and the entire fabric came off her body leaving her in her panties.
“Sexy,” he said, finishing her sentence, his eyes dark with desire.
The moment of shock passed and was replaced with something novel. Anger mixed with excitement, and they found each other's lips, delving into hungry kisses. He pulled her nakedness to his bare chest, his fingers tugging on her bra clasp. The kisses continued as she kicked off her panties.
“You are so hot; I’m so hard always.” His voice was gravelly as he sucked on the skin of her neck. She knew his passionate denting of her skin would leave her a beautiful souvenir that she had to hide from everyone else for a week.
“Nakul—why…” her voice was lost when he picked her feet off the ground to place her bottom on the smooth marble counter in the bathroom. He pushed down his boxers and shoved her as if he had no control, making her gasp.
She called out his name, her fingers interlocked behind his head as he arched her back. She raised her breasts to him to feast on. “Why did you buy me a dress?”
He bit down on her breast, drove into her simultaneously, and she came undone. “So, I can take it off and do this.” She rolled her hips as he dove deeper before he peaked, a groan that vibrated within her, making her come all over again.
“You are crazy,” she said, catching her breath. He pulled into a hard kiss. “Crazy for you!”
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