บท 6: how much you resist me? the desire to make you mine will be more.
The intoxicating cologne that surrounds me.
My soul can smell fragrance of his cologne by closing my eyes. it's a blend of warm musk, with spicy undertones, small hints of citrus that dancing in the air, leaving seduction in its wake. I snapped out when I heard sound of falling on the ground, my golden waist chain is lying on the ground. He clutched my hair upwards, the pair of dark eyes staring deep into my soul with out any emotions.
His chiseled jawline accentuates his handsome face, with piercing black eyes that seem to hold secrets untold. His dark, tousled hair falls effortlessly, adding to his mysterious charm. his physical features are captivating drawing my brown eyes toward him effortlessly.
"Akash, leave my hair." I blinked my eyes, It was paining like hell. "If your hair is this much silky and delicate in my palm. How soft and delicious would be your skin in my mouth?" he said while biting my right earlobe, automatically my head tittled to left side.
"Let me go, your making me disgusting." I started to lean on my right side, trying to get out of his hold. he rasied his head towards me after starting couple of seconds, he picked me up in the bridal side, I started to struggle but he removed a hand from my back, my arms automatically wrapped around his neck. He wants to break my bones.
he placed me at the end of bed_ hovering on top of me, looking straight into my soul. he hold my waist tightly to resist my struggle. feeling his muscular body when I placed my both arms each side of his shoulder bones where it joints the body to lean closely. I applied more strength to push him he is not moving an inch.
he grabbed a kinfe under the one of the pillows, he placed the tip of the knife on my forehead. My entire body frozen, will he stab me with the knife. I didn't move even he left my waist, even didn't move a inch not wanting to make him more angry. "so my touch disgust you kitten." His lips twisted upward and I closed my eyes and nodded positively. "Turn around." He commended pressing the tip of kinfe on middle of throat. I turned around once he deepen the kinfe on my throat.
The cold metal tracing on my left shoulder even I move a centimeters it will scratch my soft and warm flesh, slowly tracing it to my neck. he moved the tip of kinfe on my back neck sliding my shinny silky hair one side, my eyes closed instantly when he pulled my dupatta from my skirt. He started to trace the kinfe on my spinal cord, I pressed my self more into the bed and controlling my uneven breath. He stopped tracing when there is a knot on my middle of the back.
"Keep your both arms over your head or will cut the knot." He holded my both arms in his one hand before hovering on me. his lower lip contracted on my back of neck, I started to struggle to remove my arms from his hold.
"how much you resist me? the desire to make you mine will be more. It intoxicates and thrills me to crave, pursue, and conquer what is beyond my reach. Your resistance acts as a catalyst, fueling my determination to taste you."he started give wet kisses on my upper back. I stopped my efforts to free my hand from his hold.
In the realm of passion and desire, the intensity grows with each moment of resistance. The allure of someone, the longing to make them ours, can ignite a fire within us that burns with an insatiable desire. It is in the pursuit, the challenge, that we find ourselves captivated, driven to overcome any obstacles in the way. The yearning to possess what seems unattainable provokes a surge of determination, pushing us to unleash our inner strength and charm. Though resistance may test our patience, it only fuels the flames of desire, making the ultimate conquest all the more rewarding. With each passing moment, the depths of our longing deepen, creating a magnetic pull that cannot be ignored. The power of attraction is a force that cannot be denied, for it is through resistance that the desire to make someone truly ours becomes irresistible.
It is this fiery pursuit, driven by the tantalizing possibility of making someone ours, that drives us to push beyond our limits and overcome the obstacles in our path.
"Good, you should get habituated to my touch." If I can't free myself from him, then I will never give him ultimate satisfaction when conquest is achieved, making the prize even sweeter.
"so you will force yourself on me, to satisfy your ego. You're not a man. Did your father teach you, how to molest? " he released my hand and stop kissing on my back. "Akash." I hissed when he yanked my hair and turned to face him. Clutched my jaw and made me meet his eyes. I trembled looking his dark eyes shooting daggers at me. I had never seen him this furious, when I called him criminal. whatever I uttered is the truth.
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