Awari | ShivIka OS [Mature] | Ishqbaaz | Shivaay | Anika

I was losing my mind to insanity. I had not realised it before but the day I accepted Daksh's proposal when he went down on his knees in presence of the entire Oberoi family, I was able to comprehend. I have lost my mind to insanity. I have agreed to marry a man who I had not known for more than a week, a man whose touch incites plain disgust in me; being with who felt nothing but wrong in every possible way. I have gone against my morals and sensibilities and have agreed to marry him and here I am, about to play 'bride'in a marriage of no prospects.

But I became sure of my arrest to insanity when you spun me around and pulled me into your chest mercilessly, and I did not make one single effort to stop you. You had barged into my room as I was standing there, right there in front of the full length mirror dressing up for the same wedding I had been planning since months. Only, there is a slight change in the arrangement of the bride and the groom.

My odni that had failed to serve the one purpose that it has, of sheltering my modesty now lay sinking on the floor as I remain nestled in your arms. You had claimed my lips with the urgency of a child holding on to his mother's stole, oblivious to the world and I had responded back with equal heft assuring you that this is all his, all of it for I knew there'd be no repentance, I'll have no guilt for indulging in this blameless act of love. It was like being caught in a frenzy.

So, when your hand had tugged on the strings of my choli, I let it untangle. I let you slip it off my shoulder and drop it on the ground, shivering when your lips attacked the soft skin of my neck, your stubble playfully pricking me. I let out a whimper which you had countered with a growl as your arms wound around my waist lifting me from the ground. We had stumbled and fallen on the bed behind me after you had taken few steps forward, your hand now cuffing my wrists on either sides of my head pinning me down against the soft mattress. As my eyes fought with all my inhibitions and met your gaze, I found there was pain interlaced with the obvious ounce of lust. I had wanted to speak but you had not let me, pursing my lips with your and pulling on them so hard that I feared you would end up drawing blood. I had wanted to touch you but you had not let me, restraining my wrists with your strong hands. I was breathless but you had shown no mercy, instead had whispered into my ears saying this is how you always felt when I was around you. I wanted to feel your weight on me, my need for you intensifying with every breath I took. I had begged and you had replied in firm negate, agreeing to negotiate only if I called your name out. I have lost count of the number of times I called you by your name since then, accepting your thrusts unreservedly. You were letting out words of pleasure but I couldn't make out exactly what as you spoke with your head buried in my chest, your voice muffled as you feathered kisses on my flesh to which I writhed and shivered wanting for more. You had marred my wedding getup, the only trace of makeup that remained on my face were the smudged kohl and lipstick. I was a mess beneath your exulting assaults and I didn't care. I wanted you.

There was no hurt yet there were tears falling from the sides of my eyes. You had stopped for a moment when you realized, looking up at me with concern. You asked if I were okay, if this was hurting me to which I had hysterically nodded in no, fearing you would stop. I had cried out saying this is exactly how I want it to be but there was no reason I could give. I made no sense, lying on the bed with you in this compromising position as my wedding with another man awaited in a matter of few more hours while yours had broken when the deceitfulness of your fiance had been exposed due to her own faulty plans.

There is a chaos inside me but I feel composed as I lie here cushioned in your embrace. We have come down from our high, our breathing no more labouraed, muscles no more tense. Our bodies still intermingled with each other-your chiseled built cloaking my unclothed body and despite my vulnerable state,I feel sheltered in your arms where I have no give or take with the rest of the world pretending that this right here is my forever.

-Evermore,

Rii