KHUMAARI- The Nocturnal Beast, PART 4

KHUMAARI

The Nocturnal Beast

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Part 4

Pursuit

I have five hundred bucks. You can take it if you want.

He narrowed his eyes on her. I don’t want money.

Then?

I am here to take you. Now, if you uttered a single word, I promise the result won’t be pleasant.




She almost had a panic attack by the ghastly announcement but obeyed his words anyways. The sinister, pointed look on his face told that he wasn’t joking. Still, it was tremendously unsettling to know that he was here to kidnap her, question was why?

Slowly she crawled towards the edge of the bed, thoughts n ideas swirling in her mind mixed with dread. It created a nasty knot in her stomach. Only if she could just reach the door, it wouldn’t be difficult to seek help then, probably.

He was stuffing-god knows what-into the duffle. You know my dad is not some Richie Rich. The words hung in the air unnoticed and she just sat there gauging his gesticulates. After a while she started again. You won’t get much in ransom, the risk isn’t worth it.

It was apparent that his mind wasn’t on her right now. She deemed it to be the best or perhaps her only chance. Very carefully she placed her bare foot on the floor the coldness sweeping into her feet. Adrenaline rushed through her veins feeding her desire for freedom. She stood up behind him n took off.

The crazy girl thought she could run, from him. Not in this life. A part of him was glad, that she was giving a fight. Being the feeble creature she was he didn’t expected it. But as he saw her sprinting towards door the beast in him growled anxiously n skipped in a rush of excitement of the chase, the pursuit for his possession.

You can run from a person who wants to catch you, keep you
But you can’t escape the person who loves to chase, he will follow you till the end
And the end is your entrapment

Hot blood coursed through his body. Each muscle straining against his skin screamed to prove his domination over her. She needed to know that he was in charge here, the stronger one. She was a paltry being and his each word shall mean no less than a decree to her.

The door, her freedom was just few inches away almost in her reach when she banged into a hard wall. He was there before her in a moment with such a speed that she was left flabbergasted. There was a devastatingly gorgeous smirk on his face as he held her forwarded hand for the knob in one hand while the other slipped over her waist, pulling her so close as if to squeeze n blend her into him.

Her breath escaped in short puffs hitting his face invigoratingly. You did a big mistake. The words entered her ear softly as he whispered into it. I will make you pay for it later. He said, his hand sliding down n lightly groping her left hip.

Followed by the widening her eyes she started squirming. Like a fish she tried to come out of the net of his hold but like all nets this one also just tightened with her each struggle.

He was strong n held her effortlessly glued to him as if she was a rag doll. Huffing, she looked into his eyes n they both knew what was she going to do next. She opened her mouth but couldn’t scream. He had a big cloth-that was apparently one of her own tops-wrapped over her mouth n fastened it securely n firmly behind her head.

She gulped when holding her hands with one of his, he removed his belt. Didn’t know if she was to be feel relieved or more endangered while he tied her hands with his belt. But on a brighter side he wasn’t going to rape her, at least not now.

I wanted to make it easy for you but it’s your fault that it’s happening like this. He hoisted her up then onto his shoulder, closing the apartment door n walking out.

There was no one to witness the crime or to save her. All were calmly sleeping insides their houses while she was being kidnapped. He was holding her legs and her hands were bounded so there wasn’t much she could do except wriggling n uttering muffled screams.

On the darkened street a car was standing. Adi came out of it when he saw them coming. Both men shared a glance n some silent message passed between them. Adi opened the back door n Maan put-threw-her inside. Adi slipped in beside her on the back seat while Maan took the seat behind the steering to take charge of the vehicle.

Hello!! Adi greeted grinning ear to ear n Geet raised her leg to kick him. At the right time Adi caught it.

Don’t touch her. Maan snarled at his face turning around n Adi jerked her leg away.

Why me? He thought to himself giving Maan a nervous smile.

So what’s the plan? Adi asked Maan.

Did she hear it right? They were kidnapping her n didn’t had any plan. She was stuck not just with some kidnappers but immature kidnappers. Oh joy!!

How far is the nearest airport?

There is a private airport in nearby town but it would still take nearly 7 hours to get there.

Hmm. We are going there.

What?

Yes. We are going there. Geet decided to listen intently to know their plan of action. It would certainly help her further if she knew where they were taking her. I will hire a plane n you would come back here to settle everything.  He looked meaningfully at her in the rear view mirror n Geet wondered what was that supposed to mean. Then you will go back home.

No no no. Adi shook his head frantically. I won’t go back alone. If aunty didn’t find you with me she would surely kill me.

If you didn’t go, I will kill you. You have to decide which death you want. I would a have preferred the first one. Tell mom that I found her, who knows she might spare you.

Fine. Adi grumbled unhappily then his tone changed to a teasing one. So, where are you taking her?

That’s a surprise. Something was in that low, deep voice that made a shiver run through her whole body right from the tip of her hairs to the end of her toe nails.

She started her attempts yet again with new found dedication, twisting n turning her hands recklessly. The hard material of the leather belt rubbed roughly against her skin cutting through the skin though the pain was masked by her will to break free.

She is hurting herself. Adi said eyeing her hands as light metallic wisps of blood touched his nose.

For some reason anger clouded her kidnapper's beautiful face and Geet pushed down the fear that arose in her with it. You have that with you?

Yep but we had decided to use it as last resort.

This is last resort. Maan said more of declared. I don’t want any trouble.

Adi knew the decision was made. He pulled out a handkerchief and a small glass bottle. Opening the cap and he placed the handkerchief over the mouth turning the bottle upside down.

She took in a long breath from her mouth when Adi lowered the T-shirt. Next instance the handkerchief was pressed over her nose n recently liberated mouth. She stopped the intake of air instantly but the sickening, sweet smell wafted inside lulling her to unconsciousness. Maan turned on the ignition; roaring of the car engine was the last thing she heard before blacking out completely.






Gushes of cool air were moist and salty as they crashed into her body n scattered around. It was nice, soothing even but the tiny particles digging into her back weren’t. Her body felt as if loaded with so much of weight that she couldn’t move. Something bad had happened.

She opened her eyes, the weight gone, replaced by panic n brain hammering confusion. As she sat up the view before her very eyes was amazing. The sky was filled with various shades of orange, pink n violet while waves after waves hit the shore making invigorating deep noises as though desperately trying to reach her but backing up far away. Darkening sea lay ahead till the limits her eyes allowed her to see n evening sun drowning in it casted its dying light all around the unknown, new world.

She looked down only to find that the tiny particles digging into her skin was sand, sparking in the dimming light. A beautifully twisted sea shell lying just an inch away from her hand caught her attention. She had never been to a beach. She picked the shell up. When Aenofl was blessed with a sea, there were only mountains, snow and chill. This got to be another of her crazy dreams.

Standing up she turned around. She preferred this one more than her regular dream. The sandy land stretched long but at far distance greenery occupied the scenery. Hills were here too though covered with just green trees and they were not that high, at least from where she stood they didn’t seem so.

She was smiling calmly until her eyes halted on him sitting at her right almost 20 feet away. Fire burning before him reflected in his eyes as he stared square at her, unmoving, unblinking.

A chill ran through her.

She had been kidnapped and this wasn’t a dream.

Where was she? She had no idea. Must be miles away from her home, it looked like a small island. How was she supposed to get back home? She strained her brain and tried to remember. She was in a car when that man put some sort of chloroform over her nose and then she lost consciousness.

May be somebody would have seen her being abducted n everyone would be searching for her by now. What if they weren’t? As far as she remembered there was no one. Then another thought made her nearly go numb. Cotton! She didn’t see him at all.

Maan saw her walking towards him. He didn’t notice her determined expression because his eyes remained glued to her exposed legs, long and slender. He imagined them wrapped around his hips. The image only was bliss. She looked delicious enough to feast upon.

All to us. His insides jumped.

What did you do to him? She asked giving him the meanest look, her meanest look to be more precise.

She of all people wasn’t allowed to talk to him like that. Ignoring her completely he took a swig from the bear can in his hand.

How dare he? She fumed. Are you deaf? What did you do to Cotton?

When his eyes again came to her she took a fearful step back. As if the intensity of his angry eyes pushed her.

Never... use that tone with me. The threat lingered heavy in the air. Sit.

The casualty of his tone amazed her but she was too scared to protest n also unarmed to defy. Perhaps obedience would help her in some way. She walked around the fire n sat against the log opposite to Maan. He himself was lying coolly resting his back against the other trunk of some assumedly dead tree. There was also a tent set. She would have appreciated the arrangement if not kidnapped.

He was looking at her again, his black eyes boring holes into her. Suddenly she felt really conscious of her clothes and tried to stretch the fabric of her shirt down over her legs. He let a groan n she stopped instead sat crossing her legs below. This way she exposed lesser skin.

Clearing her throat she spoke again. What did you do to Cotton?

Maan raised a brow. Cotton? Must be that disgusting pup. It was so amusing how herself kidnapped she was thinking about her pet. See she is so nice. She would take care of everyone. Just perfect.

I killed him. Her eyes widened n he smirked.

She felt the sting as tears threatened to fall. Her baby. How could you? What do you want? She asked n he only stared at her with sick amusement dancing across his feature.

I am not staying here a second more. She said standing up n taking a turn.

If I were you I wouldn’t commit that fault. He said his heavy, smooth voice low still clear to her ears.

She didn’t turn back and started walking. Her steps were fast n she didn’t know when she started running. She didn’t know where she was going just away from him. She had barely gone far when a strong arm snaked around her waist jerking her body back. She collided into him with such force that shook her whole form.

His nostrils flared and she could swear his eyes were darker than before, coal black orbs looking through her. She squirmed as he dug his nails into her waist painfully.

You can’t go on making new ones when you still have to pay for the previous mistakes. Maan couldn’t control. Her smell, her body, her eyes... everything was intoxicating. He held her hair jerking her head back exposing her precious neck. His cool tongue ran along her throat n she felt light headed.

He could have killed for a taste. She was sweetness personified. Made for him. While he sucked at the hollow of her neck his hand from her waist travelled up over her side n stopping beside her breast. His thumb glided across the swell of her breast as he held her thin width tightly. It tickled n she hated how her body was reacting towards him getting hot by the second.

His mark was fading; he needed to give her a new one. He was lost when she pushed him. She was too frail to do any damage he just staggered two steps back. To her dismay he smirked again. She appeared so hot in her dishevelled state, cheeks flaming red, breath hitched n smell musky. She was aroused.

She stepped back when he took one closer. I-I will scream.

No one will here you. He stretched his arms wide and shouted on top of his voice. Scream all you want.

She was scared, very scared. In that moment he seemed lunatic. A man possessed. The gorgeous face contorted delightedly, as if all this was a game for him. He seemed heartless and if by some miracle he had one, it was only to pump blood not to feel.

He looked like a Beast.

She had studied cases where insane patients kidnapped people and tortured them just to prove their domination. They found pleasure in other’s misery, screams were soothing to the and blood, fine-looking n heart warming like a rose.

She didn’t realise she was sweating. Where am I?

No where. He said a devilish grin spreading across his face. Strangely he was in fun mood now because she was so very scared, may be thinking about all scary possibility. Or an Island that belongs to me.

She stumbled back when he started taking slow predatory steps towards her. Oh! How he loved this game.

Why am I here?

Because I can’t take you home with me, not now.

To say she was confused would be an understatement of the year. She expected an answer like I want so and so ransom from your family or I want revenge or something like that.

Before she could utter another words he was before her. He picked her up over his shoulder like before. Chuckling at the gasp he earned when he slid his hot finger over her thigh, he walked back towards the tent.

Leave me. She kept screaming n hitting him fruitlessly.

He again settled against the log making her sit astride on his lap. Her head bobbled as blood rushed back to her body from her skull.

His eyes were hungrily staring at her dangling, bra-less breasts when she spoke. Don’t you ever pick me like that.

We can try different positions. He said momentarily his dazed eyes coming up to her face then retreating back to their previous location. She noticed where his eyes were n promised herself to always sleep with a bra on. His hand came to lift the hanging globe but she slapped it away.

She tried to get up but his hand firmly held her at place. His eyes narrowed at her face. Now that’s not fair. Just a little make-out session and I will answer all your questions.

No. She spat giving him a disgusted look.

Then how about a kiss? He let his lips hover over her cheek.

She felt helpless. A tear slid down her eyes. I want to go home. Her voice broke as she cried like a small girl. She wanted to go back to her dingy apartment. Poor Cotton. She didn’t know if he was alive or not. If he was dead it was because of her.

Maan licked the tears n goose bumps rose along the length of her arms. Your home is where I am. His voice was husky against her cheek as his mouth remained clasped to it.

What-

You are my mate.

She lifted her brows, sniffing n all the more confused. As in class mate. She tried to remember.

No as in soul mate. He said and if paid attention she would have picked out the abhorrence in his words.

What do you mean?

I mean what I said.

She opened her mouth to speak again but his words came before. Is that a men’s T-shirt? He asked noting now only.

Fun mood gone, he was furious now n the dangerous edge to his voice made her gulp hard.

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The first thing he came upon after waking up was her naked self lying on his bed covered with just a sheet. He pulled her close and nuzzled her neck taking in her morning scent.

He didn’t felt this ease n peacefulness in years. He allowed his fingers to play with the lovely accessory he had found last night on her belly, a shining silver ring pierced into the soft skin of her belly button.

You like it? The question sounded like one asked by a school girl, too eager to know her first boyfriend’s like.

He smiled; she looked so cute with that anticipation on her face. I love it. He said sucking at her cheek.

She slipped her hand behind his back n pulled him over her. Her eyes were gleaming n his were again dark.

You will work in KC, right? That wasn’t an order but a request. She stared astonished at his pleading eyes. He almost looked… vulnerable.

I..I can’t.

Why not? He demanded.

Because… There wasn’t just one reason. She was confused from where to start. How can I work in your company Maan? I don’t have any identity and no documents either.

Documents are no issue. Nikita has a friend. He could make you certificates, passport, driving license whatever you want by the name Geet Malik.

And what about you? What if press came to know that you are harboring a who-

He kept his hand on her mouth. Don’t call yourself that. He warned.

Fine. She said removing his hand. You can stop me but not the whole world from calling me what I am.

You are underestimating me. I am MSK, I can do anything.

Why men are so self-assured? She thought. And-

Geet just believe me this one time, please. I won’t let anything go wrong.

Hmm. She sighed.

By the way, how did you amend that design?

Why? Prostitutes also have brain.

I told you not to ca-

Just then the door opened and Nikita burst in. They both parted to see who it was n the sheet slid down Geet’s breasts.

What the hell are you doing? Maan shouted angrily pulling the sheet over Geet’s torso. Didn’t anybody taught you knock before entering?

Nikita laughed. Why are hiding her from me? I have the same thing on my chest.

Maan made a yucky face. You are shameless. Get out.

Contradictory to Maan’s wishes she dragged a chair from the corner to mid of the room n settled on it. Why little bro I want to catch some live action too? She winked n Geet giggled at Maan’s expressions.

Why are you here?

I want to take Geet to shopping. There is no one to go with me plus Geet also need clothes na so we can go together. She batted her eyelashes.

She is not going with you. We are going to office.

But she went with you yesterday n Maan she need clothes to wear. Don’t you think that sheet is very inadequate?

So lend her another dress but she is going with me today. Take her shopping tomorrow.

For a few moments they both just glared at each other n Geet shook her head. 5th graders were better than them.

Okay, tomorrow then. Nikata gave up.

Anyways we need some legal documents prepared to get her a new identity. Can you get it done?

Yeah no problem. Sam would do it.

It was an awkward conversation with them naked in bed n Nikata sitting in mid of the room casually but eventually Maan succeeded in shooing her out.

The whole day was super busy for Maan apparently there was some land which KC was doing construction on that had some legal issue. The government had suddenly woken up n was now claiming the land while KC had already started construction over it. As told by the client the land was his n KC had already gone through all the papers. It was a mess n while Maan was practically banging his head in the conference room shouting on each employee, Geet was again getting bored.

So she got herself familiar with the whole office. It was truly amazing, the design, texture. The atmosphere was professional but not stringent. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that there was a time when she had wanted to work at a place like this. And, here she was but this doesn’t resemble her dream.

She wasn’t a part of this place n people. Outcast was the word for her. There was a glass wall, invisible but present. It was like looking through that glass wall n not actually being there with everyone on the other side.

No one talked to her. Either they were scared because she was with Maan or disgusted because, again, she was with Maan n they knew she was sleeping with him way too before she herself knew that.

Maan was exhausted by the whole land fiasco n that gave rise to anxiety and need. Only he knew how much he wanted her alone with him n she reciprocated his desire with same intensity. When he kept his hand on her thigh in the car she looked at him in such a way that had him go insane. He could have taken her in the car itself if not for the driver.

They somehow reached his room stumbling on the stairs twice. Geet chuckled when they nearly fell on floor while he attacked her as soon as they entered the room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next day she had to go shopping with Nikita. Maan couldn’t come with them due to press n public. He was no less than a superstar n that got Geet all the more jitterier. It was like walking on a thin rope one slip n you are falling down. It was good that he didn’t come with her when she somewhere wished him to. But the wishing part was smaller than the scared part. 

 

He gave her his credit card though with unlimited credit limit. So it was all happy n glittering.

She had denied initially not in favor of proving herself a greedy bitch but then he insisted that in order to shop she needed money n damn he had a pretty good point there. So she accepted the card. She always wanted to have so much money that you didn’t have to think twice before buying anything.

She had pretty much experience with poverty n it was something akin to restraining shackles. Even with the open prison gates you could only see them while they remain outside your range.

But with his money she could buy anything, get anything. It was her payment. So what if all this was just temporary? There was nothing wrong in living your dream for a small while when you have gone through the worst of hell, was it?

 

 

The shopping trip was spectacular. Not just because she was able to purchase whatever she liked, be it the midnight black gown or the thin-band watch incrusted with Austrian diamonds. Shopping was fantastic due to Nikita. She didn’t actually go shopping since like years with anyone.

Ages must have passed when she used to go shopping with her sister. They were not that rich but happiness then was not a distant hallucination.

Geet spent to her heart's content but in a limit. Nikita on the other hand seemed to have gone mad. There was a certain glow on her face, she was ecstatic. Geet wondered if she was shopaholic.

Although she spent money like water buying items only with a fancy brand tag, she was nice, which was a mystery. Why was she so nice n also… normal that too with her? Of course Geet liked her but still, she was rich, beautiful, witty then her being human was impossible. Wasn’t she supposed to bitch, bickering, cursing n taunting her?

If only Geet was not what she was, she would have almost been able to say that they had become friend. But a pros friend with a successful fashion designer was straight away weird.

Apart from being a picture perfect, Nikita was shameless too. No it wasn’t the fact that she was asking her brother to continue his business in bed so she could catch the live action, it was her insistence on her buying nearly a dozen of skimpy lingerie because Maan liked it.

When Geet asked how she knew about her bro’s preferences in bed, she said that many girls befriended her just get close to Maan n they used told her how good he was in bed. It was another weird thing to hear from Nikita’s mouth. But by now she had become accustomed to Nikita’s blatant blabber.

There was another thing that Geet wanted to ask but didn’t. She was curious to know if Nikita knew that she was a prostitute. She didn’t look like a person who would hang out like this with a person without going deep about them. She was too smart n then yesterday only Maan asked her to arrange fake documents so it was apparent that Nikita was aware of her profession.

But what if she was ignorant? Maan could have told her some other story because if she knew that Geet was a pros then she wouldn’t have even favored looking at her then talking n shopping was a farfetched thing.

And that was why she didn’t question her regarding this matter; she didn’t want to push her away if she was oblivious. Moreover all this was just for a little time, no harm in any way was being done, not by her, at least.

 

 

It was Nikita’s habit jumping from one topic to another and while eating at the restaurant Nikita suddenly came upon Dev. Geet had never felt so inquisitive. Nikita told that he was not their real but step brother. ‘Brother from another mother’ she had said. She also didn’t keep her hate from him any secret. She called him a pig n Geet laughed at that. But Maan being the ‘GOOD MAN’ he was, loved him, Nikita told.

Their dad knew how big a scoundrel Dev was so before dying he named KC to Maan. It wasn’t like Dev didn’t get anything, he also got fair share of property n money but justifying his pigness, he spent it all in drugs n gambling while Maan multiplied what he had. Geet agreed KC was one of the world’s best construction companies right now n the name MSK was no less than a ‘legend’.

Dev’s topic ended as abruptly as it had started n they moved on. Geet came back to Maan’s home n Nikita went back to hers.

Maan was still not back. And she was exhausted after a whole day of fun, not every day she enjoyed so much to be precise she didn’t enjoyed at all.

So she went to her room. Yeah Maan had her have a room to herself. It had a queen sized bed, a dressing table; a book shelf filled with classic novels, walk in closet n a lounge chair beside the big window. The room was painted with red n pink-not the goddy, ewe pink but the subtle, classy pink. She was unsure when he arranged all this but it was almost of her liking.

She went into the bathroom to take bath n chuckled at her idiocy. When today Maan had showed this room to her she had immediately ran to the bathroom first, it was black with gray detailing n silver tabs and wares. And as she walked towards toilet the seat opened automatically just like it did in Maan’s bathroom. Oh! This was heaven, no second thoughts.

After taking a quick shower, she slipped into the fluffy, bouncy bed n fell into sleep.

Around mid night, an arm slipped over her n her body was pressed to a hot, hard one. It was Maan she knew without opening her eyes.

 

I don’t know if you mould around me or I melt into you
But we just fit perfectly.

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BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, Part 11

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

 "HAPPY VALENTINES DAY"

Part 11

  

Taking the strap of her dress in his hand he pushed it down almost tearing it apart. Her breathing was rugged while with her waist in his iron grip he removed the other strap too off her shoulder the dress slid down her torso leaving it bare save for the tiny lace bra that left little for imagination. His eyes roamed over her n she gulped witnessing the enormity of his hunger.

With her mind now engrossed in its own battle, the fight between raw white lust n flimsy rationality, she had stopped moving. Even with her protesting Maan wouldn’t have left her. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her and he would make her admit the fact.

You will confess your want for me. His voice echoed through the walls of her mind clouding it with a haze she could not resist. It was dark n strong making her tremble with fear and yearning. You will scream my name and beg for me to invade you.

She never knew this craving; the strong clutches of lust that made people commit the gravest of sins had remained far from her. She thought she couldn’t feel it, that she was strong, immune. Something in his words, today, promised her that she would be proved wrong and she couldn’t fight it anymore.

He squashed his face in between her breast kissing the exposed skin and contradictory to her resolve she pressed his head harder against the burning skin that needed to be extinguished by his touch. His hands moved up behind her back n he opened the clasp of her bra. It hung shamelessly n he removed it moving back.

With now space between them he slid her dress so that it pooled around her legs with her panties. She stood there stark naked with him drinking her by his eyes fully dressed. Though she stared at him straight ahead she felt a little shy, another emotion she had forgotten the feel of.

Slight blush crept over her whole body starting from her cheek to her toes. To him it made her more beautiful. It was not that he never saw girls naked but she was different, she was epitome of beauty.

Her entire frame was made to entice n bewitch and he had no intension to go against the intoxication, in fact, he wanted to drown in it completely, for eternity.

Maan saw her eyes move down n get fixed on the tent in his pant. He removed his tie n started opening his shirt button moving closer to her again. As his mouth sucked on her earlobe, she moaned softly. It was music to his ears. His lips descended to her cheeks where he bit her to earn a sharp hiss. Next, his mouth were tightly clasped to her hers, she bit his lips as a pay back n lapped at the blood it draw.

The kiss turned harsher dripping passion and desire. His tongue plunged into her mouth n she welcomed it with her own. They tangled together wildly caressing n exploring the deep dark crevices. It seemed like he would suck her whole. His hands were in her hair, on her breast, waist, hips, everywhere.

She tore the shirt away from his body, their lips duelling continuously. When his chest met her mounts it felt heavenly. She started working on his zip, soon his pants were down. He parted; breaking the kiss his mouth traced her jaw then nibbling the sensitive skin of her neck. With a quick grope to his groin, she hooked her fingers into the band of his underwear. But he held her hand pinning them above her head.

Desperate, aren’t we? He said with a breathtaking smirk that was sexy nonetheless. His one hand he toyed with her nipples mercilessly while mouth left scorching kisses all over her neck, face occasionally halting over her lips.

To say she was burning would be an understatement. Her skin felt like it was being treated with molten lava.

When his sinfully hot mouth descended to her breasts, her legs gave away. If not for his strong hands engulfing her she would have collapsed on the floor. He didn’t give her what she wanted only his lips brushed over her nipples teasingly.

He went back to kissing her neck n shoulder, nipping and biting. As he stood in between her legs she wrapped them around him. He pulled her flush up, her wet core glued to his straining erection behind his pants.

She noticed that there was no more the door behind but she was being carried to the bed. He made her lay on her back with him on top. He was heavy n firm and she loved it. First time she felt no weight baring a man over her. His pupils were dilated so much making his eyes even darker. He looked almost dangerous. Then he raised a hand n caressed her cheek with such tenderness that she thought she would start crying.

She thought men were incapable of this tenderness n if they were, she wasn’t entitled to it. Now when he touched her like she was the most fragile thing on earth with so much care, it felt surreal. She closed her eyes leaning into his hand. Wish she could stop the flow of time here.

When she opened her eyes again the moment was lost. He eyes were glazed with need again n she didn’t like it any less. Her stomach churned n heart fluttered with throes of anticipation n desire.

He moved back n stripped himself to nudity. Man he was fast. She stared at his naked glory. No man could be this beautiful n this big.

Submission was left of her. No fight, no resistance. It was her fate, how far could she go running, why was she fighting in the first place? She was just putting too much pressure on her brain. May be it would get all over once they both satiate themselves. He would get his fill n she could get back to what she was. She ignored the pain that arose in her chest with that thought.

But no matter how bitter the fact was, this wasn’t her place. Although, she for the first time was getting opportunity to enjoy her work, offered a taste of lust n passion, to be scared of sex was practically a crime for her, wasn’t it?

She closed her eyes n moved back from where half of her legs were dangling off the edge to middle of the bed. He crawled over in between her legs. You are beautiful. She opened her eyes. Nobody told her that not at this point n also not with so much intensity n sincerity.

He nudged her thighs apart n as his smouldering gaze dropped to her wet crotch she felt set on fire. A fire that only he could take care of.

His plans didn’t end there. Like a possessed man he opened her legs wide his hand having a firm grip on the insides of her thighs. She let out a loud moan n threw her head back as his mouth settled on her cunt. His tongue dove into her folds n encircled her nub. She squirmed n whimpered clutching the sheets into her fist. He showed no mercy n continued the sweet assault.

It seemed she would explode perhaps she actually would. She could feel the orgasm building he sensed it too n his mouth was off her. She screamed n almost pushed his head down back but he pinned her hands to the bed with his oh-so-sexy smirk.

He licked his lips n she felt the orgasm pushing against her. His mouth trailed over her belly from where it finally settled over her nipple, his hand on her ribs n other breast, lifting, squeezing n pinching. He sucked on her bud like a starved child n each tug of his mouth triggered the need at her core.

Say it. He said his breathing just like hers, rugged n uneven. She was ready to even kill right now if he commanded.

Pl..ease.

Please what, Geet? She felt his erection at her entrance rubbing up n down. Oh! He was teasing her. The moron.

I want you inside me, right now. Hard and fast. She shouted when he let the tip enter n pulled it out. No one ever had that much power over her like he did. The sad part was that instead of resenting, she took pleasure in it. She was pathetic n hopeless. Is it enough?

For now it is. He stated n was inside her in one vigorous thrust. His pelvis cemented to her thighs. She felt him way too bigger inside her in fact huge, stretching her to the limits, his soft flesh stroking n caressing her insides, making electric tingles race throughout her body.

She was so tight yet soft n she was dripping wet, for him. The girls he had been before weren’t like her; he knew she was made for him n his resolve to keep her with him just amplified tenfold at this very moment.

He started a soft rhythm n gained a speedy momentum soon after. With his hips rocking over hers, she pushed herself to him to meet his drives but every time she caught his pace he changed the angle n speed, from slow, toe curling to fast, mind boggling shoves.

She couldn’t even scream now. Her mind was muddled n what came out were only weak moans. As his mouth came down upon her she was thankful. His kiss was fulfilling, feverish n blazing hot.

As he nipped at her lips, his palm harshly squeezed her left breast, and then, she came-flooded-her walls tightening around him milking his own orgasm. He swelled and spilled his cum inside her. It was ecstasy in purest form. Both their bodies shuddered in the aftermaths of orgasmic bliss.

How she wished to kill them all. The chirruping birds were disturbing her sleep. They should thank the god that she didn’t have a damn gun with her.

When her lids opened there was no sunlight in the room like the first time when she had woken up at the same place but in a different situation.

She wondered if she was still in the same old world because it certainly didn’t felt like it. Beautiful girl in white looked down upon her with a stunning harp in her hands n big, creamy wings on her back. She played the instrument softy and the almighty in golden waved at her with a big grin while she floated in clouds going up and up and up.

He stirred beside her n her reverie broke but this reality also wasn’t that bad. After all, he was no less than any god. She let out a sigh. He was laying on his stomach his hand strewn over her belly.

The night had been amazing. They had sex again n again so many times that after the third round she lost the count or was it forth.

Bad luck, it would have to end now. But the single experience was fantastic.

If she’d had even the smallest idea that it would so pleasurable to make her forget everything she wouldn’t have denied ever. He was not one of those dominating men who only knew to take. He let her take charge sometimes, didn’t only seek for his own pleasure but thought about her also. He was harsh yet she felt tenderness n... care in his touches, kisses, thrusts.

Over the years she had been accustomed to selling her body but sex always repulsed her. If in her hands she would have stayed away from men, the most disgusting creature. Miraculously a man like Maan also existed in this cold-blooded world. She still hadn’t figured him out yet but something in her said he wasn’t like others.

Was she committing a mistake? Perhaps he had some hidden motives? No, not again. Didn’t she decide last night to give her mind a break n just go with the flow? There was nothing she could lose anyways. Already she had fallen as low as to enjoy having sex, finally it seemed her soul had died completely as if she had one.

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It's like the real journey has started now only. Now both are stuck, Maan willingly n Geet unwillingly. Have to see where this all leads to, there are many obstacles in their way

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, Part 10

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

 

 

 

 

 WARNING- Mildly 18+ towards the end

 

 

 

 

Part 10

 

 

 

 

 

 

When she reached the stairs, there was a sign indicating the canteen was on the floor above. Her stomach growled in reply n she headed upstairs.

The canteen was empty at the moment. Geet remembered that she had no money with her. It seemed she would have to wait for Maan then. Taking a seat beside the glass that looked down upon the road 7 floors below n covered the entire wall, she gave into her thoughts. The silence n with no people around she felt better, at least she didn’t had the constant fear or nagging to hide herself in her own skin, which wasn’t possible at all.

Geet. The cheery voice broke the silence n a man came to sit across her. Wow you are here.

She glanced at the man who strangely looked extremely pleased with her presence. Excuse me, do I know you?

You forgot your Mr. Sweet talks. He asked grinning.

Oh... She now only noticed the warmness swimming in his eyes. Yeah. I am sorry. But it was actually your fault. You didn’t show me your face n I still don’t know your name.

Well, the name of this handsome hunk is Shaan. He told haughtily n Geet rolled her eyes.

Next half an hour passed quickly. Shaan was easy to talk with. He told her about his business n also that today he was here to meet Maan though he didn’t disclose the subject n she didn’t pushed him either, it was none of her business anyway. Surely, she didn’t forget to apologise. For the stunt she threw last night at his party, he only thanked her for making the bash worth remembering.

 

The best thing about having Shaan was that he brought her food when she told him she didn’t have money with her. A burger n French fries was all she wanted at the moment.

So how about dinner? He asked leaning towards her over the table.

Hmm. I would have to think about that. She also leaned across to him. But can I know to what do I owe this pleasure?

Well, it seems you are oblivious to your beauty. The playful glint in his eyes made her smirk.

Uh-huh. I know that’s why I am pay- She stopped midway n reformed her sentence. That’s why players like you so often hit on me.

Oh really? He whispered huskily into her ear.

Shaan... They both turned their heads towards the source of voice. I see you are here. Maan’s eyes were hard but on whole his face was expressionless.

Yep, I am. Shaan said standing up. I came to meet you.

But we are leaving. His voice wasn’t friendly as his eyes settled on Geet.

The thing I came for is already done. So it’s absolutely no problem. Shaan turned towards Geet. I would be leaving now. Do think about my offer. He winked n left.

She smiled but it faded once she looked at Maan. What was with the angry scowl on his face? Before she could say something the same old from the meeting joined them with Deepika behind him.

Maan my boy. He called upon reaching. You didn’t introduce me to this young lady.

The scowl on his face was instantly gone n what was left was a calm, welcoming smile. Geet, astonished, wondered how someone could alter their expressions so quickly.

Geet Malik, my friend and Geet, this is Mr. Rawat, our client.

Mr. Rawat smiled delightedly and practically snatched the file from his assistant’s hand. I saw what you did to the design n I think you are right. That place was lacking finesse.

He showed the design to Maan who gaped at it in amazement. How she knew about architecture, he had no idea. Maan if you don’t mind, I want your friend to work on this project.

But- Deepika objected instantly but before she could proceed Maan spoke.

She will. The decision was instant n opportunity was too good to let go so without a second thought he agreed without asking Geet. Asking was a far away thing he didn’t even look at her before agreeing on something so big.

Maan how you could she work on this project she is not even KC’s employee. Deepika supplied irritated to the core.

Deepika. Mr. Rawat started. I don’t see any reason why he couldn’t. He could appoint her. I am the client n Maan is the owner of KC. We both don’t see any problem. What do you have to say about it? It’s not like she would be interfering in your work.

Deepika gritted her teeth n nodded her head forcefully, according to her the old man had gone insane. Excuse me gentlemen I have to attend a meeting so I would be going.

Sure. Mr. Rawat said n Deepika walked away obviously not very happy.

Congratulations Geet. Mr. Rawat forwarded his hand n Geet shook it briefly with a faint smile.

 

 

 

 

 

They reached home-Maan’s home-and Geet was furious.

As both entered the insides, Geet immediately went for Maan’s room. Taking her purse from there which Nikita had returned in the morning, she decided to run away from there as soon as possible. And, she would have succeeded also if it weren’t for Maan who blocked her way standing before the door like an immovable wall.

Where are you going? He demanded his face again impassive.

Who gave you the right to take decisions on my behalf? She countered heatedly.

What the two of you were talking?

He asked instead n she knew he was talking about Shaan. For few minutes the thick silence prevailed between them n both stared at each other unblinkingly.

I am not answerable to you Mr. Khurana. I can talk whatever and to whomever I want. You... She poked a finger into his chest. Have no say in my business and also don’t have the right to take decision for me. I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE.

His jaw tightened n something unknown, fearsome sparkled in his eyes. She wasn’t scared though, not now. It was her chance to get away from all this mess. When she had made the amendments in the designs it was just because she was getting bored, as simple as that.

No way in hell she wanted to get appointed in his company or even stay with him for a second more for that matter.

Will you leave my way so I can leave?

You are not going anywhere. He voice was deep n low as if he was warning her but the desire to escape was so potent that her mind didn’t registered the gravity of it.

As desperate as she was, she tried to shove him away. Like she could, Maan held her shoulder n with a sharp turn she found herself pressed against the wooden door. His iron grip on her shoulders only tightened as he pushed his body into her.

You are not leaving n are going to work in KC.

The guts of the man. Geet closed her eyes to get a grip on herself but failed. When her eyes opened she tried to push him away with all her might it was another thing that he didn’t budge, not even a little bit.

Once tired with her struggles, she let her hands drop. What do you want?

You. The answer came shortly.

What me? She asked utterly confused.

He leaned closer so much that with his words his breath fanned her face, hot and mind numbing. You. Your body, your mind, your soul everything you possess. I want it all. But for now let’s start with the body. He buried his face into her hairs n she shivered not knowing if the reason was his words or his actions. His hand moved lower to her hips, he groped them pulling her more into him.

I.. I thought you didn’t want me.

Maan leaned his head back baffled, to see her face. Why would you think that?

Because... She hesitated before lying herself open. You didn’t do anything the first night we met then in car when I kissed you and also last night. With every next word her voice became meeker n he had to restraint his ears to hear her.

That’s because I thought you don’t want to get intimate with me.

She furrowed her brow. I threw myself over you in the car; my intensions were certainly not virtuous.

You were drunk and wasn’t you the one who asked if I was gay.

That was ‘cause. Argh... She against started her attempts to move him.

Unaffected by her feeble efforts he leaned closer n again whispered in her ears in huskiest voice she had ever heard. So you want me. She froze, breath caught in throat.

I didn’t say that-

But you do want have sex with me. Her heart raced faster in her chest n she was afraid he would hear it beating so rapidly.

She strained against him in want to free herself, her body was ready to give in but her mind was buzzing with alarm. Already she was way too buried in this muddle, she didn’t need to involve any further. It was a mistake she was too smart to commit or... maybe not.

Let go of me. She pleaded.

I don’t plan to let you go ever.

She felt his hard length press onto her stomach n gasped. He didn’t pay any heed n dipped his face into the crook of her neck. Accept it that you want me throbbing inside you, pounding n satisfying your inner covet.

A tremble ran through her. He was dirty talking to tempt her n she almost succumbed to it. The urge to tear his pants n take his rock hard manhood into her twitching hands guiding it inside the wetness was overpowering, but she knew better.

Why are you trying to suppress yourself? He asked tightening his hold on her waist to stop the futile struggles.

She raised her head to look into his deep eyes. What could she say? She was scared for herself and for him. The feelings he awoke in her were forbidden, it could be her doom n his too. He made her experience things which even after being a whore were alien to her.

The reason was still unknown to her. She didn’t know why she felt like this around him n why he didn’t treat her like what she was, like the other men treated her. The idea that there was a hidden motive behind all this had often hit her but besides her body what else did she had to give, to lose either. Yet the changes that were happening in her life recently were scary and she didn’t like this uncertainly at all.

To get involved any further was equal to putting herself in sheer danger. She wouldn’t-couldn’t-give in to him n her urges.

Her eyes attained a determination that Maan wanted to break. She clawed at his hands to get free but he held her intact against the door pressed to him. She was oblivious but her protest was only turning him on. He had this sick desire to defeat her, to tame her wild self and the mightiest was the desire to devour her right there and then.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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