🔔Disclaimer:- Sexual content ahead.....
The sweet sound of birds chirping, woke me up from my slumber. 'What time is it?' I wonder, rubbing my fists against my eyes to get rid out the remnants of sleep. 'God! How did I sleep so long? I missed my prayers!'
Yesterday, me and Khristina were up until late night going through the University website. We went through our class schedules, checking on the days when we both would be having an off lecture clash, so that we would be able to meet during that time, and off course during the lunch breaks. Atleast that was a relief for me, knowing that I would be new to the environment.
I quickly try to step off the bed, only to find myself held tightly by a strong arm. I slightly turn around and find him sleeping peacefully. 'When did he come back yesterday night?' Slowly, lifting his arm from my waist, I place it on him before scurrying out of the bed and quickly striding towards the bathroom.
I fill the bath tub before getting into it.
Ah this feels so good!! Bubble bath is a bliss!!
After a long relaxing bath, I walk out, draining the water out of it. Wrapping a towel around myself, I walk towards the shelf for my clothes, only to find it empty.
'Hold on...Where are my clothes?' I slap my forehead when I realize that I was in so hurry, that I forgot to get my clothes....'Ya Allah! How can I forget my clothes? I am so careless at times...What should I do now? What if he is awake? No...No...No...I hope he is asleep. He came late at night, so he has to be sleeping. Oh God, please show him some interesting dream so he won't be up at least by the time I get my clothes. I can't stand here all day, right? So...enter the closet, get your clothes and wear them...yeah, that's it...Adiva, no need to fret, you just have to enter the closet as fast as possible.'
Slowly, I open the door and peek in the bedroom, scanning it quickly to find an empty bed. Okay, so he is up. But the door to our bedroom was slightly open. I take it he is not in the bedroom. That's a good thing.
Clutching the towel around my chest, I tiptoe towards the door and lock it, in case he decides to enter the room while I am changing. Making my way towards the walk in closet, I search through my clothes on what to wear. Picking up a Yellow shade gown, and my undergarments, I turn back, only to collide my head on a hard surface. 'Oh God! My head....Wait! Why am I smelling the familiar cologne?'
'Way to start your day Adiva' Note the sarcasm.
I instinctively close my eyes shut, realizing his presence in front of me. Slowly, opening my one eye, I peek through my lashes to find him giving me an amused look. My cheeks flush red, embarrassed of being caught in nothing but a towel wrapped around myself.
I see his eyes getting darker with an unknown desire, as he stares at my almost naked self. How did he enter the room when I had locked it, or was he already in the room and I didn't notice? God, what do I do now?
I try walking past him, but he pulls me back by my arm, making me stand in front of him. "You look more appealing to my eyes right now..." I hear him speak, his voice more huskier, his eyes getting more dark as he scans me from head to toe.
I tighten the towel around my chest, making him smirk at my reaction. He pulls me by my waist making me collide on his chest, as he tightens his hold on my waist, pushing my body more into his, my breast pressed against his chest. My breath hitches into my throat, as I slowly raise my eyes to look at him.
'Oh Mr.Oxygen where are you? ' I find my mind squealing dramatically.
As I look at him, I find his hairs all messed up, making him look even more hotter in his bed hairs. I swear to God, I find my stomach doing a somersault. He never looks ugly, not even for a milli second. This is so unfair for poor humankind. He doesn't have a morning breath.But Zia says even I don't have a morning breath. Hmmm.. so that's a good thing. At least there is something common between us. He smells like a fresh mint. How can someone look so perfect? His eyes are so...Wait! My lips...Oh my God! When did he place his lips on mine?
'Yeah, when you were busy gawking his Godly features...' My subconscious mocks at me.
His lips moving so softly against mine. I feel as if my brain might shut down any minute. Pulling me up by my waist, he starts walking with his lips still pressed against mine, and my legs dangling, making me squash like a koala, while he walks towards the bed, before laying me over it.
"You are so fucking sexy, you know that my little vixen..." He speaks, his voice turning more sexy, as he hovers above me, placing his hands on either side of my head. I could feel my cheeks heating up, as I lie under my husband in nothing but a towel.
"I f..forgot to t...take my c...clothes in the bathroom. I thought y....you were a...asleep, but you were not, so I a..again t...thought t...that you m...might have gone out when I saw the d..door open, b..but clearly you were n..not. I'm sorry, had I known you were in the r...room, I would have n..never come o..out in this unpresentable manner....I am so..." He presses his lips onto mine, halting my blabbering.
"Zacharias" He speaks, pulling away, as I look at him wide eyed.
"What?" I narrow my eyes in confusion.
"My name....Common say my name Mrs.Ivanov." He insists me.
"I-I can't.." I stutter, tilting my head to the other side.
"Why? You can take other men's name, but not your husband's? Now, that is injustice to me princess..." He says, kissing my collarbone. "Hmm...so soft..." He mumbles, while kissing me.
"No...that's not what I meant....I have to wear...Ahh!!" I squeal, as he bites my neck, and then soothes the pain with his tongue.
"Please I..." Before I'm able to utter what I want to say, he seals my lips for another kiss, but this one is nothing like before. It is full of passion, hunger and urgency that I am not able to decipher. I try to speak but he doesn't gives me a chance, and just like that I forget about my naked self that was just wrapped under a towel.
I feel as if I am hypnotized under his spell, totally lost in his arms. It's as if I am bewitched by him. I gasp against his lips, when his one hand travel down from my bare arms to my exposed legs and starts caressing my inner thighs in a slow motion as the other one travels to my right breast.
He cups my breast in his palm and starts kneading it sensually through my towel, making a moan of pleasure escape my lips. I get drowned even more as the sensation of whatever he is doing to me is making my body feel things which it never felt before. I want to resist these feelings, but find by body rebelling against my mind.
'Oh God! What is this feeling? What is he doing to me?'
He bites my lower lip painfully and gently sucks it to ease the pain, before entering my mouth. I am not able to stop him, my body won't let me...I kiss him back with equal fervor as his tongue caresses every corner of my mouth making me want more.
I feel his member, hard and stiff, poking my stomach, as he keeps on kissing me while kneading my breasts and caressing my thighs.
"Such delicious and candied lips you have...I can't get enough of you, all of you....I so badly want to fuck you in every corner of this room in every possible way...." He declares huskily looking at me through his desire filled eyes, making me turn crimson and my body even more hotter.
He moves down to my neck and starts placing wet kisses on my skin. I am not able to control my scream when he digs his teeth on my soft flesh before licking it with his hot tongue, turning the pain into pleasure.
His kisses turn rough making me moan out his name.."Zacharias!!" I cry out in pleasure that he is providing me. I almost whine, when he suddenly stops and the corner of his mouth quirks, as he looks at me through his eyes clouded with lust.
"Say it again..." He orders huskily.
I look at him through my dazed filled eyes. He squeezes my breast when I don't say anything making me moan out loud, "Aahhh!!! Zacharias!!!"
"My name sounds so alluring when you say it...Fuck! You are so gorgeous. Hearing you call my name from those delicious lips of yours is making me delirious and increasing my urge to fuck you thousand times more....You are fucking killing me baby...." He growls huskily, his member hardening more, poking my belly hard.
"You feel this wife...Feel what you do to me...." He presses his erection, while tugging on my nipple.
"Zacharias" I cry out making him growl more, as he goes back to kissing me.
"Oh God....Please..." I mewl in pleasure as he sucks and bites the swell of my breasts. He leans his head and captures my stiff covered nipple in his mouth. The way he is assaulting me is too much for me. This is all too much.
I could feel the heat reaching my core and warmth pooling between my legs from my throbbing core making me clench them tightly. This action doesn't go unnoticed by him and he smirks at my reaction.
"Is my baby wet for me? Hmm?" He whispers, biting on my earlobe. His one hand reaches inside the towel and cups my vagina making me gasp. "I see my baby is getting wet for me...."
He Places his thumb on my bundle of nerves while his fingers part my folds. I let out a weak whimper as he rubs his fingers between my legs.
The hardness of his erection makes me squirm more under him. He applies pressure between my legs rubbing his thumb in circles while rubbing his fingers hard and fast. A scream escapes my lips as he inserts his finger inside me.
"God, you are so fucking tight and so wet...." He groans, pushing his finger further into me. He starts thrusting his finger a little faster making me go more wet.
"Aah!!...Unhhh!!!....Zach...Zacharias...." I moan out his name, my breathing labored.
He bit my nipple while thrusting my core with his middle finger again and again. Never in my life did I feel so good and bone wrecking.
The sensation of whatever he is doing to my breast and down there, is crawling up my spine in a good way. The way he is biting and scraping on my turgid nipple while thrusting his finger into me is making me overwhelmed. I couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. I can't handle this, its too much...this is so new...
I feel a knot appearing in my stomach, my breathing coming all labored, as he continues jerking against my sensitivity. I grip the bed sheets under me almost ripping them into shreds. He continues thrusting his middle finger more faster while rubbing my bundle of nerves in fast circles making me gasp erratically.
"Zacharias please..." I don't know what I am begging for, as I find my mind completely blank. I try my best to fight these feelings that are pulling me deeper into the temptations.
But it is so hard...Hardest then surviving without chocolates. He is watching my every reaction and is more than pleased with what he is seeing from me. I felt like the temperature around me suddenly increased.
I could feel the pressure building in my abdomen, making me squirm and moan under him.
"Stop please..." I cry... I am not able to take it.
"Shh...Relax and let go...." He says, curling his finger inside me, and thrusting his finger harder. I am totally caught off guard as my orgasm rocks me hard. My eyes roll back in my head, my toes curled and my back arched as a strong wave of sensation drowns on me.
"Open your eyes and look at me my queen.."
I shake my head, not opening my eyes. I feel mad at myself. I couldn't help but cry more.
"Open your eyes and look at me.." He commands, his hand caressing my cheeks, while wiping my tears with his thumb. I open my eyes biting my lips in order to stop myself from crying further. I find his eyes clouded with incalculable concern, as our eyes meet.
"What happened love?" He asks worriedly, removing his hand from under my towel.
I am not able to say anything. I feel shame percolating my conscience for reacting in such a wanton manner. I try to push him with my palm on his chest, while clutching the towel with the other. He falls beside me, not prepared for my sudden push.
I quickly attempt to get up, but he pulls me back, making me fall on his chest. I try to push him back, but he is so strong.
'My eyes are all teary with so much pleasure. How can he make me feel so hot, just by looking into my eyes?'
"Please let me go..." I plead, feeling weak against him, as tears flow freely down my cheeks.
"No. Not before you tell me what happened..." His voice filled with determination.
'God! How am I gonna explain this to him?'
"I'm not ready..."
"I get it..."
"No you don't...Cause even I can't get it myself...I- I'm not understanding what's happening to me....I feel so overwhelmed...I-I am n-not able to d-decide what I'm fe-feeling inside, whether I li-liked it or not." I pause at my words and quickly shake my head, "No...No...I liked it.....But I am scared....I feel frustrated....I don't kn-know whats hap-happening to me....I get all those mixed signals fr-from my brain...M-My th-thought are all tangled....you know, they are more tangled then Rapunzel's hair....I shouldn't feel like this right? You are my priority, you come first....You have the right to bed me..."
He pecks my lips, instantly making me calm. "Relax. I know what you are feeling and I'm there for you...I know you are scared and still not ready. I am here, I'll wait for you...I promised you, didn't I? I just want you to be happy...No confusion, no sadness and no stressed, just happy. Alright?" He speaks in a calm voice as he cups my face in his hands. "I won't take you until you are not ready." I nod my head, as he caresses my face.
'I don't know what to call it, but whatever happened between us.....I liked it. It felt magical, as if I was floating.' Someone said it right, 'Uncertainty is the most stressful feeling... '
"Do you know how happy I am right now?" He asks softly, resting his forehead against mine. "You're so spell bounding, that I don't have the capability to control myself around you." He speaks caressing my face, " You know, when I got the news about your wedding with that bastard, I felt as if my heart was being snatched away from me. I felt so miserable at that moment. I felt as if I would never have a chance to be with you....I don't know about you, but I can't tolerate seeing you with another guy...Now that you are mine, that itself is enough for me. I'll wait for you until you are completely ready to give me your heart, body and soul....I'll wait for you love, but you should also remember that I will never take you against your will, even if we get caught in our intimate moments, like how we shared minutes ago....You should trust me sweetheart, I'll never hurt you...And also remember that you are mine...You belong to me and only me.....You are my wife, my Queen!!" He declares, his voice full of dominance and possessiveness, that instantly warms my heart.
"Say that you are mine..." He commands gently.
"I'm yours..." I whisper shyly, smiling at him.
He claims my lips for a quick soft kiss and places his lips on my forehead, before pulling away.
I know that he has already made his place unknowingly in my heart long before....I trust him, I believe him with all my heart. And I belong to him and only him...He is my protector, my savior, my husband, my King!!
"Get dressed and wait for me, I have a surprise for you.." He says, and helps me get off him, But I fell back, being my legs all wobbly from what happened between us moments ago. He chuckles making me pout at him in annoyance.
"Relax baby..." He says, placing my head on his chest, as he caresses my head.
After some moments he asks, "Feeling better?"
I nod my head raising my myself, as he helps me get off him before leaving for the bathroom.
A smile plays on my lips, as his confession plays in my mind, while I walk towards the closet. 'Does that mean he has feelings for me? No..No...That can't be...He cares for me, but that doesn't mean he has feelings for me...' My mind keeps debating as I clean myself and put on my clothes.
Taking a seat on the couch, I go through my phone, waiting for him to come out. After 10minutes or so, I hear the click. I raise my head, to find him walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel wrapped dangerously low around his hips, amplifying my eyes.
His dark brown hairs, almost looking black due to the dampness. Water droplets falling from the bangs of his damp hairs is making him look so hot. His body abs glistening by water droplets, shining like dew drops. His broad shoulders gleam from the sun rays falling from the window. Gosh! His body is so beautiful, muscular and impressive. I catch a glimpse of a large tattoo on his left arm, something like large wings on a cross...I find myself drooling at this site.
"Want to have a peek baby?" He probes, his lips quirking in a wicked smirk. I quickly regain my composure, turning my face to the other side as I feel myself getting flustered.
"There is no need to get embarrassed love....After all, I am all yours..." He speaks, offering me a teasing wink, before he saunters towards the closet.
'God, this was the first time I've seen him half-naked.'
Zacharias gives me a warm look, as he walks out of the closet, dressed in a navy blue suit, white shirt and grey tie, looking as devilishly handsome as always. He beckons me, offering his hand for me to take. I place my hand in his, as he starts navigating me through the stairs and hallways.
Stopping in front of the door, days before that I had gotten to know as the art room he was preparing for me, he asks me to open the door and I happily oblige, anticipating his surprise.
As soon as I open the door, I look at the room in awe. The work that was left incomplete was now done, and there aid a large table full of various colors, large canvas boards and their stands to clip them. The shelves were filled with various canvas sheets, sketch and drawing books, and the large floor to ceiling glass sliding door navigating a beautiful view of lush green garden.
I can definitely sit in the grass and paint my ideas on the canvas.
I get emotional at his warm gesture. Yet, I feel guilty for accusing him the other day.
"What happened? You didn't like it?" I can see a frown appearing on his beautiful features.
I shake my head, wiping the tears from the corner of my eyes. "No..No...I absolutely love it..." I assure him.
"Then why are those tears?" he asks, caressing my face.
"I'm sorry for accusing you that day. Igor told me, how you've been working on this room and transforming into an art studio for me. I feel ashamed for my actions." I speak, staring at the floor.
"Look at me..." He holds my chin lifting my face, making me look into his eyes. "There is no need to feel guilty Adiva...You just misunderstood, so stop dwelling on that. On the contrary, lets take it other way .This incident brought us closer towards each other? Don't you think?" He throws a devilish smile towards me. I smile and nod my head. He kisses my forehead before pulling me in a hug.
"Come let's have breakfast.." He says pulling away from the hug. I nod as we start walking towards the dining area, a constant smile playing on my lips.
"Adiva, what's the news? You are all smiles today..." Anastasia inquires smiling playfully at me.
"Zacharias gifted me an art studio...I'm so happy.."
"Well, that's great.."
"Ah, At last...."Artyon sighs, beside Anastasia, taking his seat.
"But don't you think it took a long time Zach?"
"Cause I wanted it to be perfect...." Zacharias replies, taking his seat.
We all had our breakfast, before everyone left for their work, but not before Zacharias giving me a goodbye kiss.
Leaving me, Khristina and the kids behind....
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