Shiv-Satya:- The Epitome Of Grace & Royalty

39~ The love making

Mature content ahead.

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Satya sighed softly, gaze her room. It is adorned so beautifully with roses and candles. She is wearing a very pretty saree, which is little heavy too. The jeweleries are not irritating her right now.

There is only one thing running into her mind. That is-

It is their wedding night.

She is so nervous and strangely she is not even sleepy. Its not like she does not want it.  She want it wholeheartedly but is little shy for upcoming moments.

Shiv will surely won't make her uncomfortable but, this is what she feels right now. That's it.

She played with her toe ring while waiting for Shiv who has been stop by his sisters for neg before entering into the room. Two glass of milk has been placed on nightstand by Aadhya beforehand.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard door opening sound and him taking breath of relief after entering into room and locking door behind.

" I just realized my sisters are so greedy of money."

He said making Satya to look at him. He is wearing a light yellow kurta with white pajama underneath. His hair is messy and a tilak is put on his forehead which Aadhya must have applied in evening puja.

Shiv smiled and walked to his wife.

" You are looking so beautiful."

He complimented her and pecked her forehead.

" I hope..."

He grabbed two glasses of milk and handed one to her.

" you are not nervous and not thinking of any idea to let our wedding night pass without any special moments."- He completed his sentence.

She chuckled slightly.

" No.."

Shiv nodded. While having milk both talked a little. He played with her bangles and took the glass from her when she was done. He went to put the glasses on table near couch.

Satya's eyes stopped at his tanned veiny hands for some seconds. She look up at his face as he walked closer to her.

He sat with his legs down from bed. He grabbed her legs and put it over his lap. She chewed the inside of her lower lip when he said.

" ye hone chahiye..."

( It should be present.)

He pointed at his anklets.

" For?"

Satya asked.

" It should be present when we make love."

She blushed while he smirked teasingly. Her toes curled when he gave her ticklish feelings by tracing her sole with his finger. She hurriedly pulled her leg back.