Read at your own risk. I'm not good at writing mature scenes so I'm quite nervous.

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Angana was adorned in a red Sabyasachi lehenga. Her face was covered in the veil and she was sitting in his bedroom, nervously waiting for him. She couldn't help the butterflies creating chaos in the pit of her stomach. Her happiness was immeasurable. Finally, after seven years of dating, they were married. And the anticipation of their wedding night was sending chills down her spine. They have slept together plenty of times and she had gotten used to his rough ways in bed. But that night was special. And she was expecting him to be gentle at least for once.

Suddenly the door opened and Angana got startled. She looked up, through her red veil, and saw Raghbir. He wore a smirk that somehow blew sirens in her mind. Forget gentle, it seemed as if he was planning to get wild on their wedding night.

Dressed regally in that golden Sherwani, he looked like a lion walking towards his prey. The determination in his eyes was so firm. And the lust was so evident. Angana's body reacted to his lustful stare, her nerves heightened by his intense presence. Her panties were already wet, without any foreplay. His eyes did foreplay better than his fingers.

He sat down in front of her, on the bed decorated with roses. Raghbir removed her veil and looked at her with dreamy eyes.

A whisper escaped his lips, “You look ethereal, Anaa. You look like... mine.”

She couldn't help the blush that rose to her cheeks. Angana held her breath when Raghbir kissed her lips. Though the nose ring made it a little uncomfortable. The kiss ended and Raghbir sighed with content. He didn't want to look away from her face. The shyness in her eyes made him hard.

“Ragh, will you keep staring at me all night?” She asked him softly.

“I wish I could. Looking at you is making me harder. I want to fuck you so hard but then... I want to keep staring at you.” He smiled.

“Be a little gentle tonight. Don't make me sore.” She mumbled.

Raghbir chuckled and pulled her cheeks, “I'll try.”

After a pause, he continued, “C'mon, let's remove your heavy jewelry. Ah, this nose ring looks so painful.”

“It is painful.” Angana pouted.

“Aww, my baby. Don't wear nose rings ever again. You are banned from wearing them.” He declared and kissed her cheek before helping her remove the nose ring.

Then he removed her veil secured by safety pins. Her elegant bun was adorned with hair accessories. Raghbir removed all of them while cursing the person who invented these uncomfortable jewelries. His baby was wincing every minute. At last, after fifteen minutes of constant efforts, her hair was freed of any type of accessory. She removed the two necklaces and heavy earrings.

“Your ears have turned red, Anaa.” Raghbir pouted and helped her remove the rings and bangles.

Angana was about to remove the waistchain too but he stopped her, “I like it on your waist.”

Next he removed her anklets. Now Angana was only wearing a waistchain and her Mangalsutra on the name of jewelry. Raghbir brought her a wet towel to remove her makeup. Then she helped him get out of that suffocating Sherwani. Now he was bare chest and ready to pounce on his shy bride.

He maintained an eye contact with her as his hands went inside her skirt. His both hands roamed on her legs, moving up towards her panties, making her pant harder. He took a hold of her lacy panty and pulled it down, throwing it away carelessly. His lower and boxers too met the same fate.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his feet touching the floor. Angana was pulled into his lap, her legs wrapped around his torso as he pulled up her skirt and slowly entered inside her. Angana moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure. She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes as he made her move up and down his length.

But soon she was flipped on the bed.

“Get on your knees and hands.”

Angana rolled her eyes. He wanted to fuck her in doggy style. She got into the position. He first removed her skirt and blouse and then entered inside her again. And oh la la, getting spanked and thrusted together felt so hot. A wild moan escaped her lips when he slapped her clitoris. Okay, she was loving his wild side.

But then pushed her down on the bed, making her lie down on her stomach. He literally tore away her lacy bra. Then he too laid down on the bed, trying not to crush her under his weight. He continued penetrating her. And somehow his penis felt larger inside her in this sex position.

But then he again changed their position. He turned her around and put her legs on his shoulders.

“Ragh, how many sex positions are we doing tonight?” She asked as he entered her again.

“I forgot to count.” And he began thrusting inside her again.

He hit her G-spot in no time and Angana moaned louder.

“Oh my God, keep hitting there. Ah!”

But he changed their position again. Now he was lying on the bed and she was sitting on his cock.

“Ride me, baby.” He smirked.

Angana hit his chest. If he had kept hitting her G-spot a little longer, she would have easily reached her climax. But nonetheless, she began riding him. However, just a few minutes later, the position was switched again. Now it was frustrating her.

She was lying down and he was on the top, thrusting inside her. His wrapped his palm around her neck, choking her lightly. While he used his free hand to pinch her nipples.

The choking and pinching would have got overwhelming but he changed the position again. Angana already forgot the number of sex positions they had tried so far. Raghbir was now sitting on the bed with his legs wide open. Angana was sitting in his lap with her legs wipe open too. He began  penetrating her from behind. Angana turned her face and captured his rough lips. While Raghbir began fingering her clitoris.

Okay, this was her favorite position so far.

But he changed their position again. He pushed her down on the mattress and raised her legs all the way up. Her ankles crossed behind her head. Raghbir pressed against her legs and put his head down where her clitoris was glistening. He licked, sucked, and ate her before thrusting inside her once again.

The position was changed again after a few minutes. Angana was panting but she was kind of enjoying it now. Raghbir again moved to the edge of the bed, his feet touching the floor.

“Sit on my lap, Anaa.” He helped her sit on his cock, her back against his chest. Angana leaned against his chest and began riding him. While he began rubbing his fingers against her clit.

“Ah, this is the easiest one... Ah! Ah! Yeah, just there!” Angana moaned.

But, unfortunately, it was time to try the next sex position. Raghbir sat down cross-legged and made her sit on his cock, her legs wrapped around his torso. He began thrusting while kissing and bitting her boobs.

“Ragh, I'm close.” Angana moaned.

He stood up from the bed, his cock still inside her and her legs wrapped around him. He pushed her against the wall and continued penetrating her. He didn't stop this time. Both of them were close to their climax. Their senses had heightened after stimulation. Angana had a strong orgasm. It left her legs shaking and she had shrieked on the top of her lungs. Soon Raghbir too reached his climax, filling her hole with his sperm.

Angana sighed in exhaustion, “Ragh... Ah! It was the best.”

He smiled lazily at her and moved both of them to the bathroom. They washed each other and then slept peacefully after such a core-shaking wedding night.

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I hope it was good ❤️

More bonus chapters are coming soon. They'll be mostly about before Raghbir and Angana got married.