Threads Of Destiny (Rudra & Naina)

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Naina's pov.

I'm standing in front of my wardrobe in nothing but a towel around my body, looking for some clothes to wear. Rudra and I took a shower together. Well rudra barged in and gave me a puppy face which I couldn't refuse. Especially after everything he told me about his childhood. It wasn't a pity fuck though, he made sure of it.

I can't believe how can someone go through all of this trauma and still excel in their life. All I want to do now is hug him everytime I see him.

"Wear something or you'll catch a cold." I turn around at rudra's deep voice.

He himself is in a towel wrapped around his waist. I drag my eyes through his naked body before looking up at his face. He is smirking.

"Like what you see?" He says as he walks over to me slowly.

"It's okay.." I mumble non chalantly before turning around to hide my blush. Yes, I still blush when I see my husband naked.

I feel him press his body against my back. He nuzzles his nose against my neck awakening the same feeling as last night.

I gently elbow him in his stomach, "Stop it."

"Why?" He mumbles before his lips comes down on my neck, pressing softly against my skin that has turned hot at his closeness. "Does it turn you on? Make you wet?" He says.

I move my head back when he moves his hand under my towel and cups my core harshly.

"Rudra.." I moan his name.

"I didn't like how you met rishabh behind my back." He mutters.

And here I was wondering why his jealous and possesive side didn't roar before.

"I just wanted to talk to him." I mumble as he rubs my clit, stimulating the sensitive skin around it. 

"I didn't like it." He mutters as he pinches my clit between two of his fingers making me hiss and push back against his body at the pleasure. "Don't talk to him."

"Rudra-ahh" My plea bargain turns into a moan when he enters two of his fingers inside me.

I'm still sore and sensitive from rigorous love making last night yet his fingers have the power to make me writhe against him in pleasure as he moves his fingers in and out of me at a slow rhythm, building that pleasure inside me.

"Rudra..d-don't s-stopp..."

And he slows down making me groan. "W-why?" I mutter in frustration.

"Tell me you won't talk to him.." he says in his deep husky tone with his fingers still stroking the inside of me lazily, making me groan at the impending pleasure.

"Rudraa..i-i can'ttt.." I mumble as I push against his hand so he would continue. I hate that he is holding my pleasure against me.

"Naina we can go on like this for entire day.." he mutters against my neck before kissing it.

"Rudraa..you are impossible.." I say as I try to push against his hand.

He curls his fingers inside me and hit the spot that makes my knees buckle.

"Ahh.."

If it wasnt for his arm around my body I would have fell forward. He hits the spot again making me cry out in pleasure.