Omkara stopped believing in God and goodness, years ago. Like any other helpless person in the world, he blamed the almighty for all the things that went wrong, ignoring the things he should be grateful for. That day however, he thanked him for giving him a godly good person for a wife.

With every kiss, Gauri showed how much she loved him and how much she wanted him to know of that feeling. That longing for a true mate.

If keeping away from her had been difficult for him in the past few days, it seemed close to impossible now.

Perhaps the confession and his signs of acceptance gave her the guts to want more out of her husband. She wanted more than the chaste kisses and forceful abstinence that followed. She wanted to be close to him in anyway possible. If not by conversation, she needed him to know him by his body.

Sadly, she was still hesitant to ask him that directly.

Too involved with the problems which started early in her life, she never was close to any man and to even talk about such things with her mother was embarrassingly out of question.

With her only friend Richa, she dared to watch a few English movies which were outrageously romantic according to their village standards only to profusely apologize to her Shankar ji for committing such a heinous crime the very next day.

In her husbands arms today, she wished she watched more of them to know how she should indirectly hint him for intimacy and also what would be expected of her if he took that cue.

Omkara's heartbeat rang in his ears as he took agonized breaths, stopping himself from tearing her clothes apart when she traced her fingers down his neck to his chest. He almost pushed her off him when her lips followed the same trail.

As he tried to move away just like all other days, his wife clutched on to his shirt's collar.

"What?" she whispered not so innocently, as he continued stared at her palm which was fisting his shirt.

Her forgiving heart and those innocent doe eyes gave him more reasons not to touch her but his body didn't seem to be in his control after the confession.

She owned it and he played her slave.

His feet developed roots fixing him to the ground and his hands were glued to her body as she tortured him further.

Gauri might be an amateur but she was surely determined. Gingerly, she moved her hands over his upper half gathering them around his neck. Then rising to his height, she kissed his jaw as he supported her by embracing her waist.

When he sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, she grinned, happy that she was going the right way. Encouraged, she peppered kisses very slowly, along the path leading to his lips.

Omkara's hand began to stealthily move up her body. It caressed the single knot at her back which held the blouse piece together. His wife's lips came upon his and he opened them to hungrily kiss her again, this time his restraint not so strong as before. Just as he fingered to open the knot, he stopped short feeling her go stiff.

For many sensual seconds, no one made a move until Gauri gently nuzzled his neck. Then she looked into his eyes with all the courage she could muster.

"I love you," she said again, meaning every word and all sane thoughts vanished from his head.

Crashing his mouth with hers, he lifted her up and moved towards the king sized bed on their room.

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Gauri pulled his shirt up and let her hands explore his shoulders, chest and trail down the muscles of his abs. She could feel the heat of his hardness against her stomach as he groaned in pleasure and hastily removed her saree.

She moaned into his mouth as he soon got her upper half naked and caressed her breasts. His tongue warred with hers before he pulled away to have a look at her.

Nothing prepared her for the wanton away his eyes raked through her body. No matter how much she tried, she looked away feeling extremely shy and nervous for what was about to come.

"You are nervous," he stated with a smile as he lovingly caressed her cheek.

She meekly nodded her head, still not meeting his eyes though she knew he was staring at her.

"What is it Gauri? We don't need to do this right now if you are not.."

"I...I don't know a thing about this," she told him the truth.

"About sex?" he asked and she nodded her head with a blush.

Omkara lowered his head to place a kiss on her neck. Slowly, he ran his tongue over the length of it making her shiver under him.

"You will know," he whispered.

"We will take it slow today," he said nipping her skin and she was too distracted to give a reply.

She let him disrobe her completely and he stood up from the bed to help himself to the same. Once he joined her again, he didn't waste time. His mouth crashed on to hers and she moaned with pleasure. A newfound tension began to grip her core and she wanted it to be released.

When her husband's hands groped her body in a sensual tease, she arched for him eagerly. He parted from her mouth and sunk lower to latch on to one of her breasts making her gasp at the contact.

Bolts of pleasure shot up from within, making her heart slam faster. Not long after, she realized that they barely even started. Her husband is a deadly lover who knew exactly what to do to put her on the edge.

Her hands gripped his shoulders as he sucked on her soft parts. His one hand kneaded her and the other hand took a downward journey towards her waist and lower. As he reached her throbbing folds, anticipation built within her giving her a hard time to adjust to all the new sensations.

No man had come this close to her and she couldn't wait to be claimed by the man she loved.

"Om," she whispered into the night and her husband reached her lips again to devour them.

He gave every inch of her skin his attention as she began to squirm beneath him waiting for her release.

"Please," she moaned impatiently when he passed a finger inside her core, just to check if she was ready.

"Oh my god," she moaned at the invasion.

Omkara on the other hand groaned aloud, tensely aroused with both her wetness and her moans of approval.

Pulling up, he placed his knees on her sides and took his tip to her entrance gently coaxing her folds to open.

"Relax," he instructed before the first thrust.

Gauri cried in painful pleasure as her core took him in. It burned and pained her but she tried to adjust biting on her lips to keep herself from screaming.

"Gauri, breathe," she heard him whisper close to her ears.

She opened her teary eyes to gaze at his tensed form.

"Breathe," he said again and leaned down to kiss her temple.

Once she let a breath out, pain shot through her at the friction, making her yelp. A minute later, she ignored the tears streaming down her eyes, adjusted herself to him and breathed normally.

Omkara stopped moving and kissed in an attempt to relax her but she coaxed him to continue, her legs widely open and ready for him. The pain became bearable and pleasurable in the next few moves and she gasped taking in the hardness, wanting more.

He rammed into her building up the rhythm and she held on to him until her walls clenched around his shaft taking her into a soul shattering orgasm. She trembled from head to toe as she watched him continue to move with vigor ready to let go of his own self.

She gathered him in her arms as he groaned out his release after a few deep thrusts and collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.

Was he ever this content before?... he asked himself in the silent moment feeling her hands lovingly rub his back.

Closing his eyes, he nuzzled her neck breathing in her fragrance for a few calming seconds. Then rolling them over, he lay on the bed, still in a dazed aftermath, with her lying atop him.

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Gauri kissed his cheek and cuddled up to him bringing a happy smile on his face. Her husband hugged her close and ran his fingers through her hair making her eyes grow heavy.

Only minutes later, he felt her breathing go normal and her body relax against him.

He looked down at her face resting on his chest. It looked serene and cute as always, making his heart brim with love.

"Gauri," he whispered kissing her temple but she was fast asleep.

"I love you too," he confessed to her sleeping form before closing his eyes contently.

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The next morning, Omkara woke up to a silent room. He looked at the clock and raised an eyebrow when it showed eight in the morning.

He knew Gauri would have gotten up early for her morning prayers and thought he would get up listening to her sweet voice but his brows knitted in confusion thinking of why it did not happen that day.

Sitting up on the bed, he rubbed his face and combed through his hair when he saw the door to their bathroom open.

Gauri came out of their washroom dressed in a teal blue saree and looked at her husband sitting on the bed. As he smiled at her, she rushed to him not bothering to be polite.

"What happened?" he asked at once seeing her tensed face.

She pointed to her collar bone which had a reddish brown bruise, a first of the many which were not yet revealed to him.

He squinted his eyes to focus, confirm if it was his deed and almost gloated in pride when he remembered that his wife did not look happy at the discovery.

"Umm...it is a hickey," he mumbled confused, not knowing why she was that tensed for it.

"Is this normal?" she asked so innocently that couldn't help but smile before pulling her onto his lap and kissing her cheek.

"What?" she asked again.

Though she was happy starting the day with a sweet kiss from the infamous Nandi Singh Oberoi, she wanted him to answer her genuine question.

In her village, people got married and consummated their marriage that very night, or so she thought. She never saw such marks on them. But perhaps she wasn't looking for them either. Even Richa didn't mention them.

"Yes, it is," he spoke nuzzling up to her.

"I was worried that I got some allergy," she explained.

"Hmm," his response made a low rumble through his chest on which she leaned as he hugged her.

They sat like that for some time, each one thinking about the last nights events when she suddenly gasped moving away.

"What did you say this is... icky?"

"No, hickey."

"Does that mean people will know what we were..." she left the sentence incomplete when he saw him smile.

"Oh God, Bhaujai will not leave me today Omkaraji," she pouted making him laugh.

"Sorry about that but you could use a concealer I guess."

"Conce...? Vo kaa hota hai?"

"It is a makeup equipment. Umm, don't you use it? I thought women usually..."

Gauri narrowed her eyes at her husband.

"How do you know about womanly things then?"

Omkara mentally cursed as he looked at everything in the room except at her.

"Umm... vo..." he stammered when she huffed and got up from her place in irritation.

"Gauri, I...please I am sorry," he said holding her wrist and she glared at him.

"Please, I wasn't thinking."

"I don't use that much make up," she said trying to calm herself and he nodded without a word.

"Would you get that for me?"

"Huh?"

"That thing you just said."

"Oh, sure. We will go out today?"

"I want it now. How do I go down for breakfast exhibiting these?"

"Gauri, it isn't a taboo."

"Anika Bhaujai...."

"She might tease you for a day or two before she forgets. You will get your chance at her later too."

"Hmmm, I don't like to discuss about..." she mumbled with a faint blush and he smiled.

Standing up he pecked her, making her look up and lock her gaze with him.

"Omkaraji?"

"Hmm?"

"Last night I told you something, will you not say anything to that?"

She half expected him to act ignorant and ask what she meant but was in for a surprise.

"I wanted to talk about it in time but since you asked," he started.

Gauri smiled as he took her hand and gently kissed it.

"I promise I do not regret last night but I had planned it to happen later Gauri," he confessed playing with their engagement ring on her finger.

"Means?"

"We married twice, both under compelling circumstances. We exchanged rings under false pretext. I had my reasons not to speak my heart out but I really wanted our first night together to be special."

She stared at him as she silently listened, wondering what it has got to do with what she asked earlier.

"It was special Omkara ji," she said and he shook his head in a no.

"You deserve so much more."

"But.."

"I wish to plan my confession in a big way at least," he said and she widened her eyes in shock.

"We can go out for a vacation sometime, away from prying eyes and we can make that day special. One good memory to cherish," he explained.

"I want to use every cheesy, cliché thing on the list. Something I'd never do for anyone else but you, only because you deserve all of it."

"We will decide the place soon. I have a few work commitments; you have your college admission next week. Once we both get free we can take a few days off and then..."

"You love me?" she stopped his sentence and he looked into her eyes with a smile.

"Is it that unbelievable?"

"Hey Shankar ji, I am not dreaming right."

In answer, he pinched her waist and she hissed pushing his hand away as he chuckled.

"All that is not needed. You say the words now and we can repeat it later with all those great plans you made."

"No will do," he shrugged his shoulders and she glared at him.

Waiting for him to realize his feelings was one thing but waiting for him to utter the three words knowing he feels for her only because he has some filmy tastes is another.

"Omkara ji," she called his name in rebuke.

"Yes, Gauri ji."

"This is not funny. You will say the words now. Abhi ke abhi," she whined and he shook his head with a smile.

"I am not going to talk to you."

"Ohh, really?"

"Yes."

"Done deal. A mute wife is a dream to many married men. Do you know?" he said cheekily, earning a glare.

Winking at her, he walked around leisurely to get his clothes for the day, knowing she was watching him with those big angry eyes.

Whistling a happy tune, he entered the washroom and closed the door shut. Gauri stared at the locked door waiting for it to burn down with the fire from her hazels but when it didn't, she stomped her way out vowing to give her Jatadhari a tough time.

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Omkara always plans things and then it goes phussss... doesn't it?👀👀

How many of you watched Is pyar ko -ek bar phir? Us show mein zyada romance tha pata hai? Shrenu-Avinash put the screen on fire.

This confession thing is sort of taken from that one. 😁

I hope you are satisfied with the all-in-all Rikara chapter.

Show me that love with your votes and comments.❤❤

Until the next chapter, signing off...yours Soujanya. 😍

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Oh yeah before anyone asks if the story is gonna end, the answer is no. ✋