Chapter 10 // She is promising

Edited.

Saanvi's Pov

Nestled against the gentle rise and fall of the warm chest behind me,

I instinctively pressed closer, craving the comforting heat that enveloped us both, drawing me deeper into its embrace.

In the depths of slumber, after an unfathomable stretch of time.

"Ummm.. Yuvraj ji?"

I found myself murmuring unintelligibly in the embrace of sleep.

"Maaf kar de teri neend todh di. Savere savere mera lund sakt ho gaya hai, bhenchod!"

He moaned with a hint of discomfort.

His movements slow and deliberate as he adjusted himself, mindful not to disrupt the serenity of my sleep, his actions gentle as though guarding against any disturbance.

A subtle smile graced my lips as I savored the tenderness in his voice, feeling the warmth of his consideration.

With a deliberate motion, I shifted my body, igniting a gentle friction between us, a silent acknowledgment of our shared intimacy and connection in the quiet of the night.

'savere? It was morning!!!'

As my mind registered the words and the realization dawned that it wasn't night,

fleeting thoughts of sex scattered like startled birds.

I sat up abruptly on the bed, my consciousness jolting back, only to hear him emit a low growl of pain, in the hushed stillness of the room.

"Ahhh bhenchod mera lund!!! Heer!!! Mera Lund tod degi toh baap kaise banuga mai!!!?"

The sudden gasp of his pained words pierced the silence, snapping me out of my reverie.

With a swift movement, I laid back down and felt his hard cock move from my actions.

"Maaf- maaf kar dijiye Yuvraj ji kahi lagi toh nahi na aapko!!!?"

In surprise, I found my voice, the question escaping my lips before I could stop it, a mix of concern and confusion coloring my tone

"Laaiye dikhaye mujhe."

Words spilled from my lips without conscious thought, my actions driven by a primal instinct beyond rational understanding, and I held his length which was out a little.

The morning rays cascaded through the window, illuminating the room in a gentle glow,

halting my impulsive actions as his hand firmly clasped my wrist.

His touch was tender as he caressed my wrist.

"Heer! Shaant ho jaa! Warna Aaj mera baap banane ka aujar tod hi degi tu!!"

Frustration laced his voice as he spoke.

With each subtle movement, I adjusted my neck position, angling myself to catch a glimpse of him, his face nestled on the pillow behind me.

His eyes remained closed, a veil of pain shadowing his features.

Yet, as he slowly opened his eyes and met my gaze.

My heart skipped a beat as I gazed upon his sleepy yet striking visage, his features softened by the morning light, his voice thick with sleep, casting a spell that enveloped me in a tender embrace, a moment of quiet beauty amidst the gentle chaos of awakening.

"Kya hua hai tujhe? Kahan ki train leni hai?

He posed his question, a playful glint in his eyes that betrayed his true intent.

My lips instinctively pouted in response, a silent acknowledgment of the playful charade.

"Woh aapne kahan subha, toh mujhe haveli ka kaam karna hai, isliye."

My reply escaped in a tired whisper,

accompanied by an involuntary yawn that stretched my lips wide,

a subtle reminder of the lingering drowsiness that clung to me in the early hours of the day.

"Ghar ki nayi naukrani karegi. Tu yahi rhe, aaram kar."

He uttered his words in nonchalant tone.

With a firm yet gentle grip, he pulled my body closer to his,

enveloping me in the strength of his muscular arm as he nestled me against his chest once more, the warmth of his embrace soothing and familiar.

Locked in position, my gaze fixed forward, unable to peer behind me,

I remained in the cocoon of his embrace, my senses attuned to the steady rhythm of his breath against my back.

"Par Soha didi ko ye sab nahi aata."

In a hushed tone, I said.

A subtle dmiration for his indifference behavior for other woman.

"Toh seekh lengi."

In dismissive tone, he responded

as if it was no big deal, prompting a smile to tug at my lips as I shook my head in fond amusement.

Choosing to forego any argument, I opted for silence.

Few minutes passed, as we basked in the warmth of each other's presence in the soft glow of the morning.

"Saanvi?"

He called out to me with a soft affection.

"Nahi. Heer."

I offered a correction, my voice soft and light voice.

His silence hung in the air.

"Aapke dil par mera naam hai Yuvraj ji, jo juban par bhale hi na aaye, par mehsus ho hi jata hai."

I pointed to his actions, each one a testament to the depth of his love for me, the unspoken language of love he had.

His silent acknowledgment noticed ny me from his pace change of breathe.

"Agar apko lgta hai ki mujhe heer ka bulane se mera pyar aapke liye kam hoga, toh bhot galat sochte hai aap."

Adding layers of tenderness and devotion to my words, I confess.

"Saanvi -"

He called with a hard tone.

"Aaj nahi Yuvraj ji."

I countered.

Despite the firmness in his voice, I remained resolute in my determination to uncover the truth.

With a steady gaze, I turned cautiously to not hurt his length inside me, to meet his eyes,

silently urging him to share his truth with me, ready to confront whatever revelations lay ahead.

"Aap mujhse dur bhagne ka natak kar rahe hai. Aap mujhe dard na de. Aur sab sach bata dei Yuvraj ji."

I gently urged him to open up while caressing his beard covered cheek to jaw.

A silent plea for honesty and transparency in our shared journey.

But did he melt?

No!

"Meri shaadi -"

He tried to reason.

"Jhooti hai. Mai janti hu."

I offered my response and gain a shocked expression from him.

"Heer...tu inn sab mei mat ulajh. Woh aurat bhot matlabi hai, kisi bhi hadh tak gir sakti hai.

Wada kar mujhe tu dur rahegi usse."

His sincerity cutting through the air like a sharp blade,

leaving no room for doubt or hesitation in the space between us.

"Lekin-"

I tried to say.

"Agar tu meri Heer hai, toh wada kar mujhse."

His words, aimed directly at my emotions,

pierced through the veil of uncertainty.

His words targetted on my love for him, extracting a promise.

Despite the vulnerability it exposed, I surrendered willingly, guided by the unwavering belief that our love could withstand any trial.

"Thik hai wada."

I replied.

As a gesture of profound relief and gratitude, he pressed a tender kiss to my forehead,

a silent acknowledgment of the trust and understanding that flowed between us

"Aap kuch kahane wale the?"

Recalling the unfinished words he was going to say, I gently prompted him to continue.

"Haan. Tujhe chod lu? Tu thaki toh nahi hai na?"

With shameless audacity, he delivered his words.

Each one carrying a weight of teasing affection that caused a blush to creep across my cheeks.

His smirk in response only deepened my embarrassment.

Feeling overcome with shyness, I buried my face in the warmth of his chest, seeking solace in the embrace of his laughter.

The gentle vibration of his naked chest echoed with his amusement, a comforting reassurance that washed over me,

enveloping us both in the tender intimacy of our shared affection.

"Iska matlab mai haan hi samjh leta hu."

With a teasing tone, he responded.

My giggles rang with as a joiner for his words, eliciting a burst of laughter from me as I playfully punched his naked chest.

He positioned me snugly against him, our bodies fitting together like pieces of a puzzle, creating a seamless connection.

My naked thigh gripped by him and other hand around waist, as he pounded inside my chut marking me to be his.

His lips left hard kisses and bites against my cheek and neck, that sent shivers down my spine.

Each tender touch ignited a flame of desire within me, filling the air with a palpable electricity as we surrendered to the sweet intoxication of our shared affection.

Lost in the depths of each other's arms, we surrendered to the euphoria of the moment.

As we released, we were transported to a heavenly realm, where time stood still and only the whispers of our love echoed in the air.

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No smut.

Upcoming chapters have a lot of it !!!