..Endless Romance..
Panchali was completely lost in the bliss of being in Arjun's arms. She forgot the situations, the place, the time infact her own identity.
Quite sometime later, she realised that Arjun was taking off her veil and choodamani. She tried to get free but being a great warrior he quickly understood it and tightened his grip on her waist. He bent down and nuzzled into her hair inhaling the beautiful fragrance and by going deeper into her nape.She moaned in pleasure.
She tried pushing him by his chest but suddenly realized he didn't have his uttariya. coming back to sense, she pushed him but surprisingly he caught her by her hands and din't let her move. he moved his manly hands on through her forearms and shoulders and last reached to her faced. He gently cupped her face brought her near to himself and whispered, " pranpriye, Everyone has seen Arjun's skills in battles but today you will see his skills in romance, passion and love."
Panchali replied whispering," Arya, the battle of fire can only be done by thunder. In the same way you can only equal me, only you" She told that with reference to their parents.If she was yagyaseni he was Indra-putra, so...
He was amazed by her boldness and bent closer to her to kiss her lips. The moment they met it seemed as two celestial bodies met with great difficulty and they wanted to be like that for eternity. He kissed her senselessly and she too returned with them same intensity. His hands started removing her jewellery and pallu.
Unknown of the fact that he has her dupatta in hand, when they broke the kiss, she started to run and he left her only to laugh later.
The dupatta fell and exposed her beautiful skin to him, which made him senseless. She covered herself with her hands and started blushing. He went to her and lifted her passionately and kept her on the bed and he was on top of her. He gently undressed her and himself.
he kissed, smooched and sucked each and every part of her, infact every inch of her. he left the marks of his love all over her and then moved on to merge with her. Her hands were all over his back and her nails were leaving her marks of love and while kissing she played with his hair.
She gasped when he entered her and he started to kiss her at the same time, molding her feminine curves. That moment they realised themselves, their surroundings and forgot their past and didn't care about the future.
She was Devi Parvati's ansh and Arjun was mahadev's. Even the weather celebrated their milan, milan of Shiv-Shakti, all over again......
Countinued.....☺💗
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