Page 45 of Twisted Alliance

She saw something sizzle in his eyes. “The right?” he asked darkly.

She nodded.

He watched her face. “So, I have the right to touch you as a husband?” There was fire in his eyes that threatened to incinerate her. That should scare her, but it only ignited something within her.

“Yes,” she whispered. “You can t-touch me… as my husband.”

Before she could think of saying something seductive, she let out a gasp when his fingers wrapped behind her neck and pulled her close. Terrified, she wanted to struggle and escape. She placed her hands on his hard chest to push him away but froze when her hands met with his thumping heart.

Even as he held her still with a tight grip on her neck, she could feel the dark pull between them. Her lips began tingling like they did in her dreams and when he held her against the closet the previous week.

Terrified, curious, and determined, she ran the tip of her tongue over her dried lips.

His eyes flashed darkly, and the next moment, his mouth crashed on top of hers. Shocking heat gripped her body as his lips molded against hers while his tongue penetrated into her mouth. Shocked, she tried to jerk back but couldn’t move as he kept her mercilessly still for his invading mouth.

Having no other choice, she let the kiss consume her.

It felt as hot as the desert sun and as wild as the desert storm. His tongue ravaged and tasted her. She could taste him as well. He tasted like sweet minty toothpaste and also of something dark and forbidden.

Her legs nearly collapsed, but the grip on her neck tightened, keeping her in place for his demanding kiss. She couldn’t breathe and could only feel as the sensations overwhelmed her.

With every push of his tongue into the deep recesses of her mouth, she felt a tug somewhere deep in her womb. The shocking sensations made her break into goose bumps and tremble. A deep moan escaped her, and her body swayed towards him. Her hands moved up from his chest and gripped his shoulders, wanting to get even closer.

But just as the kiss began, it ended abruptly when his heated mouth left hers. His dark eyes burned her with the heat.

“You are a damn menace,” he growled before storming out of the bathroom.

She clung and leaned against the marble counter for support while her legs trembled underneath her.

With a dazed shock, she looked at herself in the mirror and brought her trembling fingers to her swollen lips.

He kissed me.

Shivay Thakvar kissed me. And I told him he could touch me as my husband.

Her body trembled. And strangely, the trembling wasn’t entirely due to fear.

CHAPTER 15

“You need to stay home more, son. You are married now.”

Shivay nodded at his father. “I had a few things to take care of at work, Dad.”

Mihir Thakvar smiled. “I see. And how are the talks going on with the smaller clans?”

Shivay hadn’t discussed or said anything to his father about the clan talks.

“Did you think I wouldn’t know about them, son?” Shivay’s father asked. “Many of the clan heads are our allies. I’ve received information from some of them that the Thakvar heir is reaching out to them to negotiate larger peace talks.”

Mihir Thakvar let out a sigh. “I’m proud of you, son. Although I would rather have you safe than going deep into the desert for peace talks and risking your life.”

“I have security, Dad.”

Shivay’s father shook his head. “The security you have might work in the cities, but if a primitive clan like the Kabalis attack, security won’t be able to tackle them.”

“I’ll be careful, Dad.”

Mihir Thakvar didn’t seem too convinced, but he nodded. “It’s been a month since your marriage. The post-wedding ceremonies were put on hold as you had requested. You wanted your bride to get used to the place. Now that Ishani is used to us and this place, we should proceed with the ceremonies.”

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