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Abhinandan POV

She placed her hands on my shoulder and pulled herself a little up and down. I felt a current run into my body.

"Arghh," my parted lips felt liberated, unable to put my breaths and voice in the confines.

My head arched back, and when she pushed me a little back, I couldn't help but lie down. My hands gently touched her waist and belly. Her fingers pressed into my midriff and lower abdomen as she moved against me.

"Arghhh," my throat ran dry. The wetness of her beauty, the tightness and the slow and tiny stings made me go insane. And, her moaning breathes over it was the stars in the moony night.

She inhaled sharply and deeply, "Anhhhhh,"

Her head fell backwards; her mouth hung open, which I noticed, opening my eyes for a moment.

As she kept moving slowly, I felt it slipping more inside her.

She cried out all of a sudden. "Annhhhhhhhhh," before she stopped and breathed heavily. I immediately placed my hand on her midriff to prevent her from falling.

Holding my wrist, she pushed herself even more down against me. A cry tore free from her lips, echoing in the chamber, sending chills down my spine and warming me up like never before.

I could not believe my eyes.

She was lost.

My sight freed from the shame as they lowered down to her chest. The tiny highlights of her nipples made me bite my lips.

I wanted to see her. All.

She was mine.

Gliding my hand down her midriff, I placed it gently over her lower abdomen. She opened her dizzy eyes to look into mine.

As I tried to pull her inner up, she shook her head slowly. Her hand firmed on my wrist, but I nodded slightly, and she closed her eyes.

"Anhhhhhh," her slow and deep moans filled the chamber and my life with new experiences.

If someone had told me that it would make her feel this way, I would have paid attention to all the details I missed. The theory that a girl would cry when taken forcibly and laugh and smile when done gently was wrong.

She could cry even when it was gentle. It was not the strength; it was the intensity.

And I could feel that intensity run into my body. Sucking on my lower lip, I slowly pulled her inner up to her waist. My gaze widened a little, watching us connect. The tiny baby hair made me rub my thumb a little.

She opened her eyes and looked at me. Her face was like the soft flame of a candle, glowing so bright and dim that one could mistake it for gold under the moonlight. As a tint of timidity spread across her gaze, when she lowered them down, I could not but feel a slight smile appear on my lips.

But I wanted more.

Moving my hand upwards, I took her inner with it.

She shook her head again, and I inhaled deeply to sit up a little.

Fisting my hands on her inner, I slowly pulled it up. She was caught off guard, and before she could react, her hands were freed from the fabric, making her gasp.

She looked into my eyes with surprise. Her face turned insanely flushed, and I immediately cupped her neck and pressed my lips against her. I wanted to make her feel comfortable.

She inhaled deeply as I sucked on her lips. Her chest felt warm against mine. Her hands were struggling between us. The desire to touch her unbothered and confident bloomed in me, making me cup her wrists and gently twist them behind.

She pulled and looked into my eyes. Her breathing was uneven, and the way she blinked silently and with nervousness made me feel even better about it.

Leaning in, she pressed her forehead against mine and shifted her weight completely over me. My hold loosened on her arms as she began to move her hips against mine.

"Arrhhhh," her soft and slow moan filled me up, and I felt her pulling her wrists out of my hold and placing them on my shoulders.

As her needs heightened, she pushed me back, and I lay back. My breath stopped, watching her naked breast. The dark nipples were soft, and she had medium-sized bosoms. They were bigger than they ever looked under the layers of clothes. Or I never noticed.

It was beautiful. She arched her head back, and I could not help but stare at her neck. Her collar bones were visible. The soft glide, and suddenly, I noticed a thick, dark mole on her right breast, just above her nipple.

My fingers ached to trace it; I gently took my hand closer to her midriff.

She inhaled deeply, never stopping her from grinding her hips against mine. She was beautiful. Insanely beautiful.

I could not even imagine her being like with anyone.

She moaned deeply all of a sudden and inhaled a few deeper breaths. Her whole body shivered, and I felt a slight tightness; my lips parted, and my eyes blinked with the wave of pleasure running into my body.

The pain was long lost just after she turned wet.

"Annhhhhhhh," she cried out and pushed her hair back. The ends of which were brushed against my thighs. I caressed her midriff and gently glided my hand up to her bosom. She closed her eyes, and I just stared silently at my hand double its size.

As I gently cupped her breast, she arched her head back. Her hand clutched against my wrist. I pressed my hand gently against her bosom, and she moved slowly in my lap.

I could feel her swallowing me deep and my hardness rubbing against her softness. Back and forth.

It was so strange. I always thought enjoyment meant laughter and giggles. It never occurred to me that it could also be silence, filled with soft and slow cries and a tint of pain.

My gaze sharpened at her bud; my thumb ached to touch it. And, I could not stop myself either. It was hard. I brushed it gently, and she bit on her lip.

She did not mind me touching her—this way.

Lifting my head up, I straightened to sit and felt her wrapping her arms around me. Leaning in, she kissed my cheeks, and I could not stop myself from wrapping my arms around her. Our bodies moved slowly, in sync, consuming each other at best.

It was not painful, not easy either.

Whenever I felt her skin rubbing against me, I lost something.

It felt like surrendering myself to her. And, she was taking it.

She wanted me to be at her mercy but, more than that, feel the intensity between us. If someone had told me six years ago that this would be our future, I would have died laughing.

"Does it feel so good?" I asked in a low voice, breathing in my mouth, and she nodded slowly.

Her eyes stared into mine with desires, and something was blooming in me.

Suddenly, she kissed me softly and asked in a low and pleading voice.

"Should we try something else?" she asked, and I gulped, lowering my gaze to her lips and gently caressing her chin. As she stopped moving, I could feel all of me inside her.

She bit on her lips and leaned into my ear. Her lips traced my earlobe before she whispered in a slow voice.

"First, promise me that we will never discuss it after tonight," she muttered. I kissed her shoulder, pushed her hair back, and muttered.

"I promise,"

She kissed my cheek and breathed in my ear.

"I wonder if I..." she cleared her throat and pulled back to look into my eyes, "I wonder if I lay down, like a... like a cow?" she muttered, lowering her gaze, and my brows thinned with confusion.

I could not say anything.

She knew what she asked for.

I nodded.

"Oh-kay," I whispered, and she kissed my lips and muttered in a low voice.

"Please be slow and gentle," she said, and I caressed her cheek. I asked with nervousness.

"Is it not slow and gentle?"

"It is," she muttered and blinked silently, looking into my eyes, "But, it's different," she muttered after a few moments of pause.

I nodded simply and helped her climb down my lap. She looked beautiful. The noise of her anklets echoed in the chamber, and she timidly pushed the loose strand of her hair behind her ear.

She licked her lips and gulped before bending forward. My heartbeats raced as her hair slid to the side, and my gaze darted at her slender back.

A smile appeared on my face, and I shifted my knees. She looked away from me. As I stood on my knees behind her, she lifted her and muttered.

"Do not look down on me,"

Her words made me smile, and I nodded, leaning down to kiss her spine's end.

"I would not," I muttered, and she asked.

"Do you know... what to do?"

I gulped, looking down and soaked into the finest details of her curves. All the curves.

"Yes," I breathed. Kind of.

She felt short for me; I struggled a little and could not stop myself from holding the sides of her waist to pull her hips a little more up.

She pressed her forehead into the mattress, and I bit my lower lip, trying to push myself in.

She shivered as the head went in.

"Anhhh," her cry tore free.

I immediately stopped.

I was not sure about it.

After a few moments, she calmed down, so I raked my fingers on her back, tracing her spine, and slowly pushed myself more in.

She tightened herself and inhaled deeply.

"Annhhhhh," her moans filled my ear.

"Is it better?" I asked, gently caressing her hip, and she nodded.

"Yes," her voice felt slightly uneven, and I gulped, wondering if I should push myself back and forth.

And, finding her comfortable, I slowly begin to.

She seems to be enjoying it. So was I.

She looked attractive as hell from here.

Holding her waist, I slowly begin to push myself in and slightly out. She moaned slowly, and I figured that she was enjoying it.

I kept moving slowly; my eyes darted on her face, even if it was opposite me, to avoid missing any important detail.

Oh, My Goodness.

I was missing so much all these years.

My head arched back as I felt myself growing even harder and a need for release building in me. She was feeling so good against me. Soft, tight and perfect.

My mouth hung open, and suddenly, she shivered and fell on the bed, panting hard.

I fisted my hand on her waist.

She definitely felt good.

Her face was glowing.

"Anhhh," her voice felt divine.

But, I felt undone, unfinished and at the edge of a river, all sweated up and ready to dive in to calm myself down.

Leaning down, hovering over her, I kissed her shoulder and traced the soft kisses down to her hips. She was too lost to feel any of this.

And I felt as If I could do something about it.

Laying over her, I pushed myself in, and she inhaled deeply. Her voice soothed me. She did not mind. She looked comfortable, so I slowly began to pound my hips in her, slowly and gently, never losing the pace, never willing to hurt her even for a moment.

"Not on my tummy," She muttered and pushed me gently away to make me lay on my side, and I slid my hand down to her lower abdomen to keep her steady as I moved back and forth.

Her hair spread wide, and the curve of her waist made me press my lips against the side of her breast. She placed her hand over mine, on her belly.

I pushed my other hand under her, gently snaking my arm around her to cup her jaw.

She intertwined her fingers against mine, and when I tried to pull, she tightened her hold. My brows knit with slight confusion.

I arched her face to make her look at me.

Her brows were thinned, her face was flushed, slight beads of sweat over her forehead, and a strand of hair sticking to her lip. I gently pushed it away, and I gently pushed myself completely in.

"Annnhhhhhhhh," she cried out, and her body shivered.

Oh, My Goodness!

Her voice did something to me.

She shook her head.

"Does it hurt?" I asked in a low voice, and she opened her dizzy eyes to look at me and shook her head.

"Then?" I asked, and when I slowly did that again. She closed her eyes, her body tightened, and I noticed a tear slipping down the corner of her eyes.

"Annhhhhhhhhh," she inhaled deeply, and I felt goosebumps in my body.

I felt slightly confused, but it felt like heaven.

Everything felt too right and wrong at the same time.

My body moved in sync, and I could not stop myself from pushing myself deeply in for the third time. She shivered, and her fingers dug the nails in my hand.

"Abhi," she breathed, and I kissed her cheek, sucking the salt off her skin.

I felt her hand holding my wrist and making me caress her belly. She looked into my eyes, and the way she looked into my eyes, I was stunned.

What?

She lifted her head and kissed my lips, and her hand still made me caress her lower belly.

I gently pulled back and looked into her eyes, wondering if this was true.

I immediately pulled out, and she lay on her back beside me. My eyes never left her face, and I lowered my gaze to her belly. I caressed it gently and looked up into her eyes.

She gulped silently and blinked timidly, looking into my eyes.

Oh, My Goodness!

I was to become a father.

She cupped my cheek and pulled me closer to kiss my cheek. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.

Oh, My God!

Caressing her belly, I gently moved my fingers down to soothe her core. We should not be doing it.

She closed her eyes, and I kissed her cheek, her eyes and finally her forehead.

My baby.

Our baby.

Pulling her closer in my arms, I collected her in my arms and caressed her cheek before pressing my forehead against her.

She broke into soft cries.

I closed my eyes and hushed her silence.

"Shhhh," she wrapped her arms around me, and I could not stop myself from caressing the back of her head and pull her up on me and pull the comforter to cover both of us.

She pressed her face into my neck and turned silent.

I collected her hair and gently pushed it away. I caressed her head and kissed her forehead.

I was with her. She was not alone.

Closing my eyes, I held her hand and kissed her forehead deeply before kissing her shoulder. She closed her eyes, and I gently caressed her back.

I could understand what she could be feeling. She needed me. I inhaled deeply and kissed her cheek.

She was doing everything for me, and I needed to be with her.

She lay silent with me, our hands intertwined, and in a while, breathing through the silence, she fell asleep.

I could not.

My responsibility had increased.

I was not just the King now who had to prove himself but would be a father in nine months. As she slept, I looked at her beautiful face.

She had the most beautiful eyes. If it were a girl, I wanted her to take her looks. She was perfect. I kissed her forehead.

Suddenly, I felt my love increasing a thousand times for her.

She knew about it, but she still came to my chamber and asked me to. That meant she did not want to leave me—not anymore.

And I would never.

But we should not be doing it. It could harm the baby.

My baby.

No, ours.

No, mine.

As she slipped deep into her sleep. I gently pushed her aside and leaned in to kiss her cheek. She opened her eyes lazily and placed her head on my arm.

"Love me, Abhi. I want your love, nothing else," she muttered in sleep, and I nodded, leaning in to kiss her bare shoulders and muttered.

"I will love you so much. Just wait and watch," I breathed and collected her in my arms. I was to become a father now.

I should do something for my child. He should not have the empty treasure. I should fasten my work. It would take many years for him or her to turn eighteen.

I could not stop myself from thinking and fell asleep very late.

I woke up with a jerk when a tiny little face moved in front of my vision. I immediately looked beside me. She was still sleeping, lying on her back, and both of her legs were on my legs.

A smile appeared on my face, and I slowly pulled the comforter up to cover my baby's food.

Kissing her forehead, I slowly pulled myself away to begin my morning.

I went to freshen up and found her still sleeping in my bed. After that, I went to practice the fencing and worked out. When I returned, I found her still sleeping and ordered the soldier not to let anyone come in, so I went into the bathing area to take a bath.

After taking the bath, I got ready and sat down for a while to meditate and pray. I could not leave her alone here.

And, I did not want to wake her up either.

So, I went out and informed the soldiers to cancel today's hearing and let me know if anything urgent struck.

Closing the door, I walked to the bed and sat beside her. She inhaled sharply and opened her eyes briefly before shifting closer and placing her head in my lap.

I pushed her hair aside and gently caressed her back.

She opened her eyes and looked around a little. I stretched my arm and grabbed her inner.

"Good morning," I muttered, and she hid her face in my lap. I could not stop smiling and leaned in to kiss her head.

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