Firstly, milestones! 6400+ reads on just 3 parts, and we're almost at 1500 votes (1471!). WOW! 

As many of my clever readers noticed, the theme for the night is Lag Jaa Gale, a soulful, beautiful song that suits them very much right now. I have placed it in the header. 

This chapter contains scenes of a sexual nature.

Please, please shower with your comments, I'm quite greedy for them, especially on this chapter. I've worked super hard on this one and it took very long to write! This is probably the longest chapter of the book so far! They've come such a long way, and I want your reactions and comments on this one the most.

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The light brush of the lips was all it took for Anirudh to pull her closer to him and deepen the kiss with need.

He didn't know whether they would be able to meet again after tonight, he had no idea what tomorrow held, and all the signs were against them, but right now he had her, and in this moment he needed her.

Bondita could taste the alcohol from his mouth as he kissed her, her hands grabbing on to the back of his shirt. Her tongue touched his, and she felt her whole body ache with pleasure and pain.

Suddenly, it seemed like a realization hit him, and he broke the kiss.

Bondita looked at him with confusion, and he just reached to his mouth, trying to wipe it free from the alcohol. He couldn't let Bondita ingest any of this poison! Granted, he hadn't drank much, just had taken two sips, so he wasn't drunk, but the taste was still lingering in his mouth.

Bondita furrowed her eyebrows, but he had reached to her mouth now, trying to wipe her mouth too.

She blinked, realizing that he was being his typical self and was overreacting because of the alcohol -- what would happen to her if she merely tasted it from his mouth? He was being overprotective of her as usual.

Bondita bit on his hand gently, causing him to pull his hand back and look at her with shock.

Then she smiled with love, fresh tears in her eyes. She asked, "If you don't stay with me, who will be there to protect me from threats that don't even exist?"

Anirudh just stared at her -- was she mocking him, but with love?

A small giggle escaped her lips, and she just leaned towards him, pressing her mouth against his again, parting her lips open and tasting the inside of his mouth fully.

There was nothing that could stop her from loving him tonight.

Anirudh's hand reached to her hair.

She was crazy. Absolutely crazy.

But the good thing was, so was he.

When she parted her lips open, he took the opportunity to taste her, his hands trailing to the back of her blouse. He tried to pull her even closer, trapping her in his arms, all the while still kissing her.

They were still on the floor, so when he pulled her towards him, she was drawn right to his lap. 

He reached up to her hair, and gathered it over her shoulder on one side, his fingers caressing the skin of her neck as he did so. He could feel the goosebumps erupt on her body.

When they broke the kiss this time, with Bondita on his lap, he looked at her longingly. 

As soon as he looked at her, his tears came back, and she just wrapped her hand around his head, pushing his face against her neck.

Lag jaa gale ke phir yeh haseen raath ho na ho
Embrace me for who knows if this beautiful night will ever come again in this lifetime

Shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqat ho na ho
In this life, we may or may not meet again

He breathed deeply against the soft skin of her neck, as she caressed his hair, his tears wetting her skin.

Her own eyes were wet, and she could feel his grip around her tighten as he pulled her body against his even further, his hands running across her bare lower back.

Along with the wet tears, she could feel his wet kisses on her neck now, as if he was desperate to love her, to worship her. It was as if he was begging the Universe through his act, that she stay with him. 

He slid her off his lap gently, and she stood up. As soon as he got up, he picked her up in his arms bridal style, and pressed his lips on hers again intensely, as he took her to bed. 

He couldn't keep himself away from her for even a moment. 

He needed her, now. 

Anirudh made sure to prop two pillows on top of each other, laying her head on them gently, so that she was slightly elevated. 

Then he took her hand, laying his hand flat against hers, and stared at their joined hands tearfully. 

Was this the... last time?

Hum ko mile hai aaj yeh ghadiyaan naseeb se
We have been given these moments by destiny

Jee bhar ke dekh leejiye hum ko kareeb se
See me closely, to your heart's content

Bondita intertwined their fingers together, symbolizing that this was eternal. It was a lock that he wouldn't be able to get out of, no matter how hard he tried.

Her eyes brimmed with tears once more as she watched the way he looked at her -- the deep desire for her mixed with the pain of separation.

"Don't cry..." he whispered, despite crying himself, and he leaned down over her, kissing her wet cheek.

A sob escaped her lips, and she clutched the strands of his hair, pressing his face closer to her skin, trying to feel him against her more. 

This wasn't good enough. 

She needed him closer than anything. 

"I'm your Bondita..." she sobbed. "I always will be."

He could feel himself choke on his own tears, his mouth moving to her lips and kissing those beautiful red lips again.

She was his Bondita, and that could never change, whether they stayed together or not. 

Her lips parted open and he deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the shape of her lips, as if he was trying to memorize every small inch of her.

They were both still crying, their tears mixing and getting trapped between their mouths, as he kissed her. Bondita's shaking fingers reached to his shirt, trying to get it off him. 

He broke the kiss momentarily, and helped her in removing his shirt.

What Bondita saw, shocked her.

There were dried wounds on his body from the night he was in jail.

A painful wail escaped her lips, as she ran her hands along his wounds.

Was he tortured this brutally that night?

Anirudh pressed his lips against hers again, trying to distract her from the marks on his body.

"It's okay," he said softly against her lips.

She tried to break the kiss, so that she could examine the wounds, but he didn't allow her to. He grabbed her arms, which were struggling to push him off so that she could look at him, and he pinned them down on the bed on either side of her head. He kissed her more deeply, with more need than ever.

"Don't push me away... please..." he begged, breaking the kiss for a moment and looking into her beautiful eyes.

She looked at him painfully, and he just shook his head whispering again, "Please..."

She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded, tears slowly trickling down her cheeks.

He let go of her hands, and caressed her hair affectionately as he kissed her forehead. 

She knew that he was only trying to lessen her pain, but how could she not feel the wounds of his body in her heart? 

He had moved his mouth down to her neck, sucking on the soft skin there gently. 

Anirudh knew she was still worried about him, about the horrendous sight that she saw... something that he had tried so hard to keep her from seeing a few days ago. He stifled his tears for a moment, so that he could relax her.

"You look so beautiful," he murmured to her, as he nuzzled his nose against the base of her neck, "I can't resist you Bondita. Not for a single second."

She knew he was trying to distract her.

"It's true," he told her, looking up into her eyes, knowing what was on her mind. "I'm not only distracting you. I promise..."

He placed his hand on her cheek gently, and she just smiled at him through her tears slowly. How could she not? He looked so cute, so adorable when he was looking at her with that kind of love. 

"Really?" she asked softly.

He took her hand and brought it down against his erection. She blushed as she felt how hard he was. 

"I still don't believe you..." she whispered stubbornly.

He looked at her with surprise and he asked, "Why is that?"

"You... you aren't smiling," she told him, "And... you're not calling me... missy... or flirting with me..."

He couldn't help but smile at her adorable requests. He leaned closer to her and whispered, causing her heart to hammer wildly in her chest, "Missy, whether you believe me or not, it doesn't change what's true."

He grabbed the material of her saree and he added on, "I'm dying to get you out of this..."

He didn't have to wait for a single moment longer, because she sat up and removed her saree quickly.

How couldn't she?

She was absolutely desperate for him tonight, and it wasn't just because she wanted his body. She wanted all of him. She was yearning fully to love him.

He watched with a small smile, his heart still aching, but a happiness in his heart upon seeing his Bondita's excitement.

They were both smiling for each other, their hearts beating with passionate love.

Bondita tried to hide her tears, as she ran her fingers down his bare chest once more.

He was in pain, so hurt, and he never even showed her. He tried to hide it that day, and he was trying hard to distract her from it even tonight. 

Phir aap ke naseeb mein yeh baat ho na ho
Who knows, if your destiny, may present this situation again

Shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqat ho na ho
In this life, we may or may not meet again

Without warning, she reached towards him and started to kiss him everywhere -- from his chest, down to his navel. Any portion of him that she had access to, any part of him that she could heal, she wanted to set her lips on. She wanted to breathe life back into him.

He tangled his hand in her hair as she moved her mouth lower towards his pants, her hands pulling it down along with his underwear in one movement.

Their bodies were craving for each other tonight, and there was no time to waste.

As she lowered her mouth onto his manhood, her tears escaped again.

This was such a painfully beautiful night.

Anirudh gasped with pleasure as he wound his hand more tightly around her hair.

She could feel him in her throat as she sucked her cheeks in, rubbing the inside of her mouth against his shaft, causing him to moan.

He pulled her off him quickly, because tonight he couldn't finish here. 

Tonight was special. 

Heartbreakingly special. 

Anirudh pushed her down on the bed, and planted soft kisses against her shoulder, pulling the sleeve of her blouse to the side. As she felt his warm breaths on her shoulder, she gasped with pleasure. 

Without any warning, he grabbed her blouse, his fingers lost in unhooking it.

She leaned up slightly as he finished unhooking her blouse. 

He threw it off her body and pushed her down on the bed again.

His mouth was now on her bosom, sucking on her breasts, fondling them with need, and she had gripped his hair tightly.

Anirudh took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking on it gently, the thumb of his other hand, tracing her other nipple. 

He was trying to embed her in himself in every way. He needed to remember the feel of her, the taste of her. 

He did the same with the other nipple, flicking his tongue over it, leaving wet trails on her breast.

Bondita was breathing deeply, choking from both her moans and the tears. As he showered her breasts with love, his hands were already undoing the petticoat strings.

She arched her back, causing the breast he was passionately sucking to travel deeper into his mouth, as she let the petticoat fall down, removing her panties with it too. Anirudh continued to shower love on her breasts, as he used his hands to remove all her clothing off her legs. Then he moved his hand in between her thighs, caressing her folds lovingly.

As always, Bondita was dripping wet for him.

He moved his mouth off her breasts and looked in her eyes again -- she was still crying.

"Bondita..." he murmured, seeing how the endless stream of tears were pouring down her cheeks.

Then he couldn't help it, because his own tears, again fell of their own accord too.

How was he going to part with her? How was he going to live without her?

He tried to hide his face by moving down in between her legs and planting soft kisses along her thighs. 

As he was heading down though, he noticed the bandage around her wound on her leg, and it showed all over again, how he wouldn't be able to be with her. 

Bondita spread her legs so that he could get inside. She knew he was trying to hide his face, but she was also hoping that in the process of loving her, he would somewhere be healed instead of hurt. 

Anirudh slid his mouth against her opening, tracing it with his tongue before sliding it inside.

Tears trickled down his cheeks as he tasted her again, his hands lightly rubbing her thighs, caressing her.

Anirudh moved his tongue out and traced the shape of her intimate area up to her clitoris, caressing her nub with his tongue and making her moan through her tears. He gently sucked on the area, putting a little bit of pressure on it.

He remembered the moment he felt this for the first time over her saree, when he taught her about the art of self-pleasure. Back then, he had many dreams about their future. He never knew that this would end one day soon. 

As he was pleasing her with his mouth, he bunched his fingers together in a circular shape so that it wouldn't be too big of a size for her, and slid them inside of her, testing it, making sure she would be okay.

Her pleasurable moans showed him that she was ready, and Anirudh removed his hand from inside her, moving up her body and kissing her lips deeply.

"Pati Babu..." she whispered against his mouth, "Please..." 

The desperation for him was evident. The desperation to love him, to feel him inside of her. 

Anirudh rested his forehead against hers, fresh tears slipping out of his eyes. The love he felt for her was something that was begging for release tonight, in every form. He just needed her. 

"Bondita... I need you..." he said hoarsely, "I... I just... I'll die..." without you, he wanted to say, but he couldn't finish because she had closed the gap between their lips, kissing him hard.

Why did he always say such things?

She sobbed against his mouth, arching her body up against his with need.

Paas aayie ke hum nahin aayenge baar baar
Come closer to me, as I will not be able to come to you every time

Baahein gale mein daal ke hum ro le zaar zaar
Put your arms around me and let us cry our hearts out

Anirudh sucked on her lips gently, his hands moving down to caress her breasts, to weigh them in his hands. Even this feeling of his Bondita, he was trying to ingrain in memory.

When they broke the kiss this time, the two of them looked at each other with deep longing, deep desire, and deep love.

She reached up and touched his cheek lovingly.

"Pati Babu tonight don't separate me from you for a single moment," she said to him softly. "No matter what tomorrow holds, I want to be with you tonight."

Anirudh's eyes landed on the sindoor in her hairline. 

He kissed the parting of her hairline, and she whispered tearfully, "I haven't signed the papers Pati Babu. I was, I am, and I always will be your wife."

He lifted his face and looked at her, shocked.

"I said until I sit on the mandap, I refuse to sign anything..." she whispered.

Tears dripped down his cheeks again and he just said, "B... Bondita."

"That's right... just Bondita..." she whispered, closing her eyes with happiness when he took her name, and just that without overthinking this time.

He rested his forehead against hers and sobbed again.

"I love you Bondita..." he cried.

"I love you too Pati Babu," she told him tearfully.

They were still married, but who knew if this would be the last night that he would get to call her his wife?

Anirudh pressed himself between her legs gently, using his hand to stroke his manhood against her clit. 

Bondita moaned as she felt him there. She had always expected this night of theirs to go in a different way. A way where she would pretend to be shy, and he would shower his love on her. She wanted him to make love to her in the most romantic, sexiest, of ways. 

She had never expected that their first time would be so emotional. 

However, there was beauty even in these emotions, and now that they were here, she wasn't any less excited, any less happy to have him inside of her. 

Perhaps, destiny had even more beautiful plans than one's own imagination. 

Anirudh gently pressed his lips against hers, caressing her lips with his, while he positioned himself against her opening.

Bondita's heart was hammering as she felt him between her legs.

Was she finally going to be able to feel him inside of her?

Her fingers dug into his back, as he finally, very slowly, drew himself inside her.

He felt her breasts press up against him, and she trembled as he entered her slowly, her teeth gently pulling on his lower lip.

Was it hurting her?

He was about to ask, but she arched her body in such an angle that she took the whole length of him inside of her without much difficulty, causing him to gasp with pleasure. 

Anirudh was surprised, and she finally released his lip, moaning and falling against the pillow, feeling his hard manhood inside her, "Finally Pati Babu..."

He blinked a couple of times, as he looked at her. His tears were dried against his cheeks now. 

The warmth of her insides felt amazing around him, and the way that her vaginal walls were clenching around his erection was making staying still very difficult, but he continued to try and stay still, as he tried to decipher what to do next.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No," she said breathlessly.

"Really?" he asked, shocked.

"Yes Pati Babu, you were successful. You said that you wouldn't cause me any pain, and it really doesn't hurt," she told him softly, "Now, please... don't remain still." 

Anirudh relaxed and he pulled back gently, still afraid of breaking her or something. Bondita again, moved her hips, sliding herself against him.

"It seems like I have to do the work!" she exclaimed dramatically.

Anirudh couldn't help but smile, and he let go of his worry slowly, pulling his hips back and then thrusting it towards her again.

Oh, it felt amazing. Now that she had eased his tension of causing her pain, he felt like he could enjoy this feeling. The feeling of being submerged inside his Bondita, the feeling of being one with her with his body too. 

He paused once more after this, just in case. 

"Pati Babuuu..." she moaned, "If you really act like this... I'll be crying other kind of tears!"

He chuckled and he leaned down towards her, capturing her lips in a kiss. He murmured against her mouth, "My sweet Bondita, tonight I need to love you and nothing is going to stop this. So please don't cry."

She smiled, embracing his body to hers, as he finally started to thrust properly. 

They had made it here. 

They had finally made it here, after a long journey, after many ups and downs, years of struggles and deep realizations. 

They were finally uniting.

Anirudh's hands reached to her breasts, gently rubbing them with his fingers, while his mouth worked on pleasuring her lips with his soft kisses.  

He was making love to his wife, ever so gently, but with great need too. 

Bondita moaned as he continued to thrust inside of her, happy tears sliding down her cheeks this time, as she felt this form of her husband's love. After so long of craving each other, they were finally uniting in the best possible way.

Finally, they were together, in a heap of emotions and love. 

As her moans got louder, his thrusts became faster, his mouth kissing her everywhere he could -- from her lips, to her cheeks and ears. Wherever he could reach, his lips were there. 

The fear loomed over his head like a hanging sword, as he loved her... who knew if this was the one and only time he would get to make love to his wife? 

Tears filled his eyes at the mere possibility, and he pressed his lips against her mouth again, hard, as he grinded his hips against her, pushing himself deep into her, causing her to moan with happy pleasure. 

Lag jaa gale ke phir yeh haseen raath ho na ho
Embrace me for who knows if this beautiful night will ever come again in this lifetime

Shaayad phir is janam mein mulaaqat ho na ho
In this life, we may or may not meet again

He didn't hesitate anymore. He didn't hold himself back from loving her. Anirudh had only one thing he had to do tonight -- and that was to show his Bondita how much he loved and desired her, how she was everything to him, and that even if he had the entire universe, it was nothing if he couldn't have his Bondita with him. 

Her eyes filled with tears as she felt his deep love, while he rocked his hips against hers. 

Bondita's fingernails dug into his back gently, as his hands grabbed on to her waist. He continued to thrust inside her passionately, their sensual and loving moans filling the room. 

Anirudh looked into her eyes, her beautiful angelic face, and suddenly, he couldn't hold himself anymore. 

"Pati Babu," she moaned, as she saw the way in which he looked at her. 

It was like she was the most beautiful thing he could ever set his eyes on. Just that one look, sent her over the edge, and her breathing grew more staggered. 

"Bondita," he said softly, letting his forehead fall against hers, as he also climaxed, releasing himself inside her and filling her up. 

The two of them took deep breaths, as he finally exited her. He fell on the bed beside her and she adjusted the pillow under his head lovingly first, before resting against his chest, a tearful smile on her lips. 

He smiled too, with pain and happiness, the warmth of his Bondita now embedded in every form of his body and soul.

He didn't say anything to her as he felt the warm tears enter his eyes once again. 

Today, silence spoke louder than words. And this silence tonight, only exuded pure love, as the two of them contemplated how they had finally overcome all their hurdles and become one completely.

Shayad phir is janam mein mulaaqat ho na ho...

The question that remained was... would this be the last night they could hold each other like this? What did tomorrow have in store for them and everyone else around them? 

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Please, please leave your comments on this one. 

After 182 chapters, they finally reached this stage of their relationship. It's such a heartwarming feeling for me, and I wanted it to be very special and unique, and that's why I wanted it to be at a time where the possibility of separation was looming over their heads. It makes it all the more beautiful. How do you all feel?

By the way, I laughed reading some of the comments (in a loving way), because it felt like Kaka's ghost had entered some of my readers who were denying that anything will happen between Anidita. 😂

Also, one more thing I want to point out, actually my lovely reader @111maggiegirl noticed this. She mentioned that the first book started with Kaka trying to arrange their suhagraat, and this book starts with it really happening. It came in such a beautiful circle. 

And all of this is because of you all! I love you all so much! ❤️

Okay, I won't make this longer, because this was a long chapter already, so please do press star and leave your comments. I want lots of comments on this one please.