"Hmm. I will handle it when I come back. Tab tak ke liye tum dekh lena. Send me the pdf" Vikram hummed and climbed up the stairs towards his booked room.
Thabal was already in the room, maybe getting fresh. He was still in his beach dress. As he was heading towards the room, he was interrupted by a phone call, hence he let her go first.
"And haan, i don't want any typos like before. Recheck it again and send me. I need to send it to the commissioner directly" he commanded as he neared the familiar room number. He unlocked the door and entered carelessly.
As he hummed at the person on the other side and looked up, his breath got caught in his throat. Oh fuck!
He couldn't believe his eyes. His body was completely frozen. His lips parted slightly in shock. Because the scene in front of him was beyond his imagination. He gulped looking at it.
In front of her sat Thabal on the bed. And the most intriguing thing was that she wasn't just sitting normally. She wore a dark red lingerie, which was made of thin, see through fabric. The dress revealed half of her full breasts. The nipples were covered by a satin strap tied in a bow shape. The ends reached only up to her upper thighs.
Vikram's breathing got a gravelly heavy tone. The boner couldn't be hidden away. The room was becoming too hot to handle. On top of it, the shy yet seductive look on her face, that made him want to fuck up her face badly.
She wore bold makeup, leaving her hair open with a dark red lipstick and an eyeliner on the corner of her eyes. Vikram couldn't hear what the person on line was saying. He hung it up without looking at the screen. How could he even look at other things when his gaze couldn't move away from her.
"What are you doing like this Thabal?" He rasped out, his voice heavy from need and restraint. Thabal didn't reply immediately. She moved her body slightly, revealing her curves to him.
"Well, we kinda married today. So technically it's our first night today" she whispered shyly yet seductively, making him go crazy.
His throat went dry hearing her. First night? What is even happening? Was she drunk or something?
"Come here Vikram. Unwrapped me off. I am all yours" she called him like a siren, luring him to her.
She looked at him alluringly and arched her back, pushing her chest in front. She shook her chest gently, making her breasts jiggle at the movement.
And that's it. Vikram slammed the door shut. He reached the edge of the bed in two strides. He hovered over her, his large frame casting a massive shadow over her small, delicate figure. The scent of her filled his nostrills.
Thabal felt her breath hitched. She tried to move back but Vikram held her neck, gently but firmly. He caressed her throat slowly and sensually.
"You are playing with fire" he whispered, a hint of warning in it. Thabal looked at him with lustful eyes.
"If it's you. I am ready to burn in it" she muttered and placed her hand on his clothed chest. Vikram inhaled a deep breath in, as if trying to control his last drop of restraint.
"Vikram. Let's do it. I got condoms this time. Please" she requested, opening his buttons slowly and in a teasing manner.
And how could he even deny when she herself was laid so fucking sexily infront of him. He pulled her by her neck and collided their lips together.
Thabal let out a surprise yelp but then immediately moaned into the kiss. She ran her hand on his naked chest where she left the buttons open.
Their lips fused with each other. Her lipstick got messy as it got on his lips too. But they were too lost to care. Vikram moved his hands and cupped her chin, pushing her deeper into the kiss.
The kiss was messy. Saliva trailed down Thabal's chin as Vikram bit at her lower lip, tugging it hard enough to sting. Her breath came in ragged, shallow hitches. She felt like she couldn't get enough air, like Vikram was literally stealing it out of her lungs.
Thaba's hands moved from Vikram's chest to his hair, pulling and twisting the strands. He groaned into her mouth, a desperate, vulgar sound of pure want. She parted her lips slightly to take a breath, but Vikram entered his tongue inside her mouth.
His tongue was heavy and insistent, forcing its way in, exploring every inch of her mouth with a frantic energy. The room was filled with kissing sounds and soft moans.
Thabal pushed him away as she felt hard to breathe. As soon as they parted away, she breathed heavily. Trying to catch her breath. Vikram looked at her and wiped his own lips. The next moment, he placed his lipstick stained thumb on her cheek and spread the colour.
"You're such a fucking mess" he whispered, his voice dark and rough.
"My beautiful mess" he murmured before burying his face in her neck and sucking hard enough to leave a deep, bruised mark. He started licking her throat, all over. Not leaving a single empty spot.
It was as if he was too desperate to taste every part of her. He started sucking, biting and licking every inch of her neck.
Thabal arched her back, her eyes fluttering shut. Her head was spinning. The world blurred for her right now. All she knew now was Vikram and his touch.
"Ahhnnn" she moaned as he sucked too hard on a spot.
"D-dheere" she cried softly, making him lick on the spot to soothe her pain.
After a few minutes of decorating her neck, he finally pulled away. His gaze was fixed on her enormous melons. He lifted his hand and slowly pulled the bow. Thabal closed her eyes and breathed heavily, shame overtaking her.
As the bow opened, her breasts were fully revealed. Her brown nipples were hard and begging for his touch. Vikram cupped one of them and moulded it in his hand slowly. Thabal moaned and arched her back slightly, her eyes still closed.
"Open your eyes dear wifey. See what i am going to do" he commanded softly, yet his voice was as deep as the ocean.
Thabal's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze smoky and unfocused as she looked up at him. Vikram didn't give her a second to recover. He squeezed her breast hard, his thumb flicking over her nipple, until she cried out, a sharp, needy sound that echoed against the walls.
"My my. You have been so naughty, baby. You dressed up like a naughty, needy girl for me. Isn't it, hm?" he taunted, his voice thick with a vulgar edge that made her stomach flip.
"Aghh hnnn" she moaned as he toyed with her nipple. After a few flicks, he leaned down and swiped his tongue across the nipple he had been tormenting, taking the entire dark circle into his mouth. He sucked with a greedy, wet force, his teeth grazing her skin.
Thabal's hands flew to his head, her fingers locking into his hair as she guided him closer, her hips beginning to grind helplessly against his thigh.
"Vikrammm. Nghhh. Please. Ahh" she whined in pleasure, her voice breaking.
He hummed against her nipple and started flicking her nipple roughly with his tongue, making her cry out. He moved his mouth to the other breast, treating it with the same rough hunger. His large palm played with the other breast, he just left.
God! It was so addictive. He didn't want to let go ever. He moaned against her nipple and bit it slightly against the soft, marshmallow-like skin. Uff! So fucking soft. He just wanted to sink his teeth in it and suck on it forever.
"Ahhh" Thabal breathed out a shaky moan.
His hands moved down, his large palms sliding over the thin fabric covering her stomach until he reached the hem of the red lingerie. He didn't gently slide off, he gripped the lace and ripped it apart.
Vikram left her nipple with a pop and looked at her. His eyes tracing the curve of her waist and the wetness already staining her thighs.
"So fucking beautiful" he whispered huskily and started caressing her thighs. He moved back a little and stared at her bare self. Thabal squirmed slightly, feeling shy and embarrassed about his intense stare.
Vikram touched her feet and picked it up to his lips. He placed a deep kiss on her ankle, causing her to moan in return. He continued peppering kisses as he slided up towards her thighs.
As he reached her inner legs , he started biting them, leaving sharp, stinging marks on the pale skin. Thabal's breath came in shallow hitches, her fingers tangling in the bedsheets as she felt his heavy weight settle between her knees.
He reached out and gripped her knees, shoving them apart to expose her womanhood. The sight of her wet and sticky pussy, flowing with needs made his hunger heightened. He leaned in, his nose brushing against her folds, inhaling the heavy, musk-filled scent of her arousal.
"You were getting everything ready huh? How desperate. Getting all wet for me" he muttered slowly,his voice dropping into a dark, guttural tone. Her pussy was shaved, almost as if she was planning for this.
Thabal squirmed shyly. She blushed and whined. Vikram started slow, a long, agonizingly wet stroke of his tongue from the very bottom of her slit to the very top. Thabal's back arched off the bed, a broken moan tearing from her throat. He did it again, and then again, his tongue flicking with a frantic, expert energy against her sensitive nub.
"Vikram! Ahhh nghh please!" she sobbed, her head tossing side to side on the pillow. He ignored her pleas, buried deeper between her legs. He began to suck on her clit, his lips sucking on her like a vacuum that made her vision go white.
The sound in the room was filthy. The wet, rhythmic slapping of his tongue and the raw, animalistic noises she was making as she lost all control. He reached up, his large hands roaming over her breasts, squeezing the soft globes and flicking her nipples in time with the movements of his mouth.
"Ahhh ahhhh" Thabal moaned, curling her toes in pleasure. Her eyes were shut, lost completely in the pleasure.
"Ummm" Vikram moaned against her pussy and started flicking his tongue in a greedy manner.
He moved his right hand down and pressed on her hole gently. Slowly and in a teasing manner,he caressed it. And then suddenly shoved two fingers inside her, stretching her tight walls while his tongue continued to torment her. The double invasion was too much. Thabal felt the tension coiling tight in her gut. Her mind went crazy.
"Ahnnnnn" she cried clutching his hair tightly.
Vikram brutally fucked her with his finger, pushing inside her rentlessly. Thabal sobbed at the fullness, tears streaming down. It was painful yet feeling good at the same time. His finger was too thick for her, just the two of them was enough to tear her apart.
"Please please" she didn't even know at this point, what she was begging about. She was so lost in this, she uttered anything that came to her mind.
Vikram didn't slow down, her sobbing pleas only made him more feral. He shoved a third finger inside, stretching her to the absolute limit until she felt like she was going to split open. The wet, squelching sound of his hand working her over was loud and filthy, filling the room alongside the frantic slapping of his tongue against her clit.
"Ahaaanggg. Ahhh. Vikrammm" she cried, completely gone. He began to pump his fingers in a brutal, hooked motion, hitting her G-spot with every push. At the same time, he increased the suction of his mouth.
Thabal's entire body was shaking. Her heels dug into the mattress as she tried to find some leverage, some way to escape the overwhelming sensory assault.
"Please fuck fuck. Just don't stop" she shrieked, her voice cracking and raw. He could feel her internal muscles starting to clenched tightly around his fingers.
And that's it. Vikram knew that was the sign. He gave a last deep suck on her clit harshly making her moan relentlessly.
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh. Shit shit shitttt" she clenched her thighs around his head and finally cummed.
"Yeahh! Fuck fuck!!" She breathed harshly and panted so badly while arching her back. Vikram didn't pull away, instead he buried his face deeper into her pussy, drinking her in like a man dying of thirst.
Vikram stayed there for a long, quiet minute, the only sound in the room being Thabal's ragged, shallow gasps. He used his tongue to lap up every bit of her release, his face slick and glistening. He could feel her thighs still trembling against his ears, her muscles twitching with the aftershocks of such a violent peak.
Finally, he pulled back, the wet sound of his fingers sliding out of her making Thabal let out a small, pathetic whimper. He looked up at her, his dark eyes blown wide with a predatory hunger.
"Good job baby. You did such a good job. You taste so good" he cooed as he hovered over her. Thabal opened her eyes and looked at him shyly. His praises did something to her, and he was very much clear about that.
"Come here" he murmured and cupped her cheeks, pulling her into a kiss. His tongue tangled with hers, both tasting something different. Vikram tasted her salty tears and Thabal tasted her own release.
Thabal moaned softly into his mouth as he ate her mouth. Her hands came up to rest on his biceps, her fingers digging into the hard muscle as she melted into him.
He slowly pulled away and caressed her cheek.
"Did you like that baby?" He asked gently, making her nod.
"Do you want to take more? Hm?" He hummed against her cheek huskily, seducing her. Thabal clenched her thighs at his deep voice.
"Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want to take my cock?" He caressed her waist gently. Thabal whined and hugged him closer.
"Tell me baby" he urged teasingly.
"Yeahhh" she dragged helplessly, looking at him with such innocent gaze that it almost made him cum inside his pants.
"Ase dekhogi na toh i will fuck you so bad. You won't be able to walk out of the bed" he warned with a dangerous tone laced in his voice.
He grabbed her waist with both hands, his fingers sinking into her soft skin, and pushed his lower body against her bare core.
The friction of his rough pant against her soaking wet heat made Thabal let out a sharp, needy gasp. She could feel his cock, thick and pulsing like a living thing, pressed right against her entrance.
He pulled away from her and sat up slightly, with one fluid motion, he stripped off his shirt, the muscles in his chest and arms bulging as he tossed it aside. His gaze never left hers as he unbuckled his belt, the metallic click sounding like a gunshot in the silent room.
"Look at me" he commanded, his voice thick with a vulgar edge. Thabal' s eyes never left his body. She watched each movement of his. She watched as he freed his cock, thick, dark, and throbbing in need.
It looked heavy, decorated by veins, the head was already dropping pre cum. Thabal gulped as she looked at it. How the fuck will it go inside her? She felt like she would tear apart just with his two fingers. If this goes in, she will just die.
She was the one who lured him, now she was traumatized thinking about the real event going to happen.
"Shh! Relax. It will be better by each second. Pehle thoda dard hoga. Jyada hua toh bolna. Nikal dunga mein" he assured her softly and patted her cheek. Seeing her horrified expression, he could feel how scared she must have been.
He grabbed the condom lying on the drawer. He tore it open with his teeth and rolled the plastic barrier smoothly on his cock.
"I love you chand. And i want you so much. My beautiful baby" he whispered and shifted, his heavy weight settling between her trembling legs, and guided the broad, weeping head of his cock to her entrance.
"Vikram" she whimpered, her hands flying to his chest, clutching on his shoulders tightly.
"Deep breaths, baby. Just look at me" he commanded and then slowly sinked in his tip inside her slippery entrance. It blocked him first, not allowing her thick cock to enter. But with a harsh push, it went in swiftly.
Thabal' s eyes flew wide, her mouth falling open and then a scream left out of it. She felt herself being stretched to the absolute breaking point. It felt like he was splitting her in two, the thick, veiny heat of him filling every single millimeter of her.
"Agh! Stop! Vikram, stop!" she sobbed, her fingers digging harshly into his skin. She cried in pain. Her inner walls were burning.
Vikram froze, his breath coming in ragged, animalistic hitches. He was buried only halfway, his muscles tensed as he fought the urge to just fuck her endlessly. He leaned down, his forehead dropping against hers.
"I know. I know it hurts" he hissed through gritted teeth, his voice a dark, vulgar rasp.
"But you're so fucking tight, Thabal. You're wrapping around me so fucking well" he breathed out heavily. He stayed still for a long, agonizing minute, letting her internal muscles adjust to the intrusion.
He started to kiss her. Hard, messy, and distractive kisses, while his hand reached down between them. He found her clit and began to flick it roughly, the sharp spark of pleasure crossing the wires of her pain.
"Ummm" Thabal moaned in his mouth, relaxing a bit. His lips sucked hers roughly. Her hips instinctively tilted up, Vikram took the chance. He let out a guttural roar and slammed the rest of the way in.
"FUCKINGG HELL" Thabal shrieked, her back arching so high her head was buried in the pillow. Her vision went white, the fullness reaching deep into her gut, hitting her cervix with a blunt, heavy thud.
"There, there. It's okay. You took all of me," Vikram cooed and peppered kisses on her face.
"Ahhh ahnn" Thabal cried. She didn't know what to feel. It was so confusing. She felt so full and good, at the same time it was paining as hell.
Vikram slowly started to move, his thrusts short and shallow at first, the wet, squelching sound of their bodies meeting filling the room. He didn't rush it. He kept his movements small, pulling back just an inch before sinking back in, letting her internal muscles stretch and mold around his thick, veiny length.
"Yeah. Good girl. My good girl. You feel so good baby, so goddamn tight" he moaned gruffly. Thabal moaned in return. Turning shy at his compliment. She hugged him and tried to hide her face in the neck.
Vikram chuckled at her antics, he caressed the back of her head and kissed over it.
"Here, let me see your beautiful face" he gently parted her face from his neck. Thabal had her eyes cast down in shyness.
Vikram smirked and caressed her jaw.
"My beautiful girl" he murmured and placed a kiss on her lips. He moved his hips in a slow rhythm. Thabal moaned at it. The initial sharp sting was fading, replaced by a blossoming, thumping ache that felt like liquid fire spreading through her lower belly.
"Aacha lag raha hai?" He asked with a teasing tone, moving a bit faster than before. Thabal moaned and nodded.
"Ahh hnnn" she scratched on his back deeply.
"Tell me then. Tell me who you are. Who do you belong to" he commanded, his hands sliding under her lower back to tilt her pelvis up, forcing her to take him even deeper.
"Haaaa. I-i am your wife. I belong to you. Only you Vikram" she cried out. And that was all it took him. He began to increase the pace. Every time his hips slammed into hers, a loud, fleshy slap echoed off the walls.
"Is this what you wanted, my little wife? To be stretched out and fucked until you can't even scream anymore?" he taunted, his voice thick and mean.
Thabal couldn't answer. She could only sob his name. Her body shook with every thrust. Her breasts jiggled and moved with each movement, making the scene too erotic. As Vikram looked at her shaking boobs, he felt more horny.
He wasn't being gentle anymore. He was hammering into her, his hips hitting hers with a loud, fleshy slap that echoed in the quiet room. Thabal was sobbing now, a mix of overstimulation and pure, raw pleasure.
The bed creaked with the sound of their skin slapping against each other. Vikram' s eyes stayed fixed on her breasts, watching the way they swayed and bounced with every heavy, rhythmic strike of his hips. The sight was driving him over the edge of sanity.
He reached down and grabbed them, his large hands squeezing the soft, marshmallow like flesh roughly, his thumbs flicking over her sensitive nipples as he continued to hammer into her.
"Thabal, my beautiful girl. Look at you. So beautiful and messy for me" he growled, his voice a low, animalistic rasp. Thabal was going crazy with his thrusts and on top of it, his words.
He was pounding inside her with a brutal, relentless force. Her legs were wrapped tight around his waist, her heels digging into his back as she tried to pull him even deeper, wanting to bridge every single millimeter of space between them.
Every slide of his dick inside her was sending her electric jolts inside her belly.
"Amm ahhh ammm. Vikrammm" she moaned uncontrollably, her fingers clawing at his shoulders, leaving long red marks.
He leaned down, crushing his chest against her breasts, and began to bite at the sensitive skin of her shoulder. The sharp nip of his teeth combined with the blunt force of his cock hitting her cervix made her see stars.
"Ohh fuckk" she yelled as he continuously hit her spot.
Vikram slowly slowed down his pace. His thrusts became slower and then stopped suddenly, his chest heaving as he pulled out with a wet, popping sound that made Thabal whimper at the sudden loss of his heat.
"Ummhh" she whined looking at him. Vikram smirked at it. He leaned down and kissed her lips.
"Shh! Patience baby" he muttered and grabbed her waist with his large hands and flipped her over onto her stomach in one smooth, powerful motion.
"Get on your knees, Chand" he commanded, his voice a dark, gravelly rasp. She obeyed, her muscles feeling like jelly as she pushed herself up.
Vikram hooked his hands under her hips and pulled her back toward him until her ass was arched high and vulnerable. He leaned over her, his massive chest pressing her down against the pillows, and guided his thick, throbbing cock back to her entrance.
He rubbed his plastic covered tip on her hole and slid in smoothly.
"Ahhhh" Thabal moaned, her face buried in the pillow, her fingers clawing at the headboard.
The change in angle made him hit even deeper. The sound in the room changed too, now it was a loud, rhythmic slap slap slap of his balls hitting her ass. Which was echoing sharply off the walls.
"You like it like this, don't you?" he hissed, reaching forward to grab her hair, pulling her head back just enough to bite the sensitive skin of her neck.
"Ahhnfgggg" Thabal cried in pleasure, she felt her body tingling all over. He started ramming into her with a relentless, animalistic energy.
Thabal was a sobbing mess, her hips bucking instinctively against him, her breasts swinging and hitting the mattress with every frantic drive of his hips.
"Pleaseee Vikramm it's too much ahh hnnn!" she wailed, her voice muffled by her own moans.
"You feel so good Thabal. You like this, haina? You exactly wanted this right? You wanted me to fuck the shit out of you, hm?" He muttered huskily and thrusts his hips into her madly like an animal in heat.
"Goddd! You are fucking clenching on me so much" he cursed out in pleasure, his breath coming in jagged, vulgar hitches.
Thabal looked back at him, turning her neck towards him. Her cheeks streaking with tears were giving an exotic view.
"Kiss" she mumbled slowly to him. Vikram didn't need to be told twice. He reached forward, his hand cupped her jaw to steady her head as he leaned down, meeting her halfway in a bruising, desperate kiss.
It was messy and passionate. Their tongues met and danced with each other, swirling and sucking each other. While his lower body never stopped its movement. He started giving hard and brutal thrust, that made Thabal's muffled screams vibrate against his lips.
"Uhmmm uhmmmm" she whined against his lips, the pleasure overtaking her. She was a writhing mess under him.
He broke the kiss and stared at her with lustful eyes.
"My greedy baby. So desperate huh?" He murmured and pecked on her red, full lips. Her lipstick stained everywhere on her mouth, making her look irresistible.
Thabal felt like she was seeing stars. Her pussy started throbbing suddenly and she knew she was close.
"Vikramm. Ahhhh" she clenched her fist on the bedsheet tightly.
"Yeah yeah I know. Cum with me baby" he urged huskily. She wailed in return, her back arching so hard her spine looked like a bow.
He reached around, his hand sliding under her stomach to find that tiny, little clit of hers. He began to rub it harshly, the slippy surface making the friction perfect. And that overstimulation undid her completely.
"OH FUCK FUCK FUCKK!" she chanted continuously as she reached her high.
"Ahhh Vikrammm Vikrammm. Shitt" she screamed and shivered, her body shaking with the intensity of the orgasm she felt.
"Haa haaa haa" she panted heavily, her pussy still throbbing from the feeling. On top of that, the fact that Vikram was still thrusting inside her.
He grunted and chased his pleasure. After a few seconds of shoving inside her, he finally let out a loud moan.
"Fucking hell! Thabal!!" He moaned out her name and cummed. His breath ragged heavily. He collapsed against her back, his sweat slicked chest heaving against her skin, his face hidden in the crook of her neck.
The only sound left was the frantic, fading beat of their hearts and the ragged hitches of their breath. Thabal felt completely done. She didn't know how to describe this moment. It was blissful, the feeling of her virginity losing to her love. Yet her limbs felt too sensitive right now.
"You are so heavy" she managed to whisper, her voice broken slightly. Vikram let out a low, tired chuckle, his hands slided down to her hips and held ig. He slowly and wetly withdrew.
Thabal let out a small, pathetic whimper at the sudden coldness of the air, her body feeling empty the moment he left her. Vikram pulled off the cum filled condom and tossed it away.
He rolled at her side and wiped the sweat on her forehead. He caressed her cheek gently and tenderly. A small triumph smile covered his face, looking at her wrecked self. She was covered by hickeys given by him.
"My beautiful mess" he murmured and leaned in to peck on her lips. Thabal shyly closed her eyes.
"Janwar ho aap" she muttered tiredly making him smile. He hummed at her as he continued caressing her face.
"Jyada dard ho raha hai?" Ha asked her gently, concern laced in his voice. He went with the flow of his desires and went blind.
Thabal opened her eyes at it and looked at his worried face. She couldn't help but smile. Oh! How lucky she was. Although it wasn't really his fault, he was worrying too much.
"Utna nahi. I feel better now" she assured him. Vikram didn't answer, just looked at her.
His thumb traced her swollen lip. Even though he had just finished, seeing her look so messy and beautiful made his hunger come back. He leaned down until their noses touched.
His hand slid down from her face, moving over her throat and resting heavily on her breast. He watched as her chest went up and down along with her breaths.
"I love you" he breathed against her ear. Thabal let out a small, helpless sound. He moulded her breasts to his wish, playing with the soft dough like skin.
"I love you" she murmured back, looking at his eyes lazily.
"Let's do once more" he whispered to her, making her eyes go wide.
"Nahi nahi. Kya bol rahe ho aap. I can't even move my limbs now, you want me to turn handicap by morning? Mein chal bhi nahi paungi at this rate" she fired back. Vikram smirked slightly and placed a kiss on her neck.
"Please baby. Just once. I am so desperate for you. See" he pushed his hardened length against her hip, letting her feel it. Thabal freezes at it. What the hell?
He just came minutes ago, how could he be so hard even then?
"Please love. Please" even his plea sounded so sexy, Thabal couldn't deny more. Vikram saw her eyes softened and released a small sigh. That was his chance, he captured her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue sweeping inside to claim her again.
With a sudden burst of energy, he grabbed her legs and pulled them over his shoulders, opening her wide. He settled his hardened cock between her thighs once more and guided it into her wet heat with one heavy push.
"Ahhh! Vikram!" Thabal gasped, her fingers digging into the mattress as she felt him fill her up all over again.
The quiet room was suddenly filled with the rhythmic creak of the bed and the messy, wet sounds of their bodies colliding. Vikram pinned her wrists to the pillow, his large hands holding her down as he took every inch of her.
Thabal was a sobbing, shaking mess beneath him, her body reacting to every deep, powerful thrust despite her exhaustion.
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It has been 2 hours since they have been fucking like rabbits in heat. Vikram was scooping an already asleep Thabal in his arms, on the bed.
In their third round, she was so tired that she slept in the middle of it. Vikram smiled at her sleeping figure and kissed her forehead. She looked so peaceful. His only peace, his happiness. Hie Thabal. He held her tighter subconsciously.
"Uhmm" she moaned slightly at her sleep, nuzzling closer towards his chest. Vikram pulled the light duvet properly on her and patted her back gently.
The peaceful quietness was disturbed by the sound of the ringtone of his phone. Vikram frowned and looked at the screen. It was an unknown, unsaved number.
Someone calling him at 12 at the midnight? This better be important. He picked up the call and placed the phone under his ear, letting the other person speak first.
The line was quiet, absolutely quiet. Vikram's gaze was sharp as he looked blankly at the wall in front of him, his free hand caressing Thabal's hair gently.
He knew this wasn't just a normal call. The moment the other person kept mum, he knew it. He also kept quiet, waiting patiently for the other person in line to speak.
Just then he heard a low chuckle. It wasn't the laugh at funny times, rather it was dangerous and dark.
"S.P Vikram Sharma. Goa ke maje le rahe ho?" The person sneered with a humorous chuckle. Vikram still didn't respond to anything. Only his slow breathing could be heard.
"Maje honge bhi kyu nahi. Saath pe ladki hai toh fhaida toh pura uthaoge. Aacha laga raat bitake? Mere aadmi keh rahe the baare janwar kisam ke insaan ho tum. Bichari ladki itni nazuk lagti hai. Kha gaye tum toh usse-"
"Kaun hai tu" Vikram cut off his pity drama act. He deliberately kept his voice low to avoid waking Thabal up. The voice laughed deeply, mocking.
"Abe. Pehechana nahi mujhe? I am your favourite enemy yaar. How can you forget me? Mein idhar itne mahino se tere piche pada hoon, teri ek kamjori janne ke piche pagal hoon. Aur tune pehechana bhi nahi?" He tched in a pitiful manner.
Vikram's hand stilled in Thabal's hair. He carefully shifted his weight, sliding out from under the duvet without making a sound. He grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist as he stepped toward the balcony, the cool night air of Goa hitting his bare chest.
"Bakwaas band kar aur naam bol" Vikram said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous register.
"I am really sad, officer. You didn't bother to remember me" the other person sighed in a dramatic manner.
"Well I am the great Raj Kulkarni. Rang a bell?" Raj asked with a whistle. Vikram stood still for a moment before releasing a sigh.
Out of all people him? So he was the one who sent his men to look over them. Vikram knew the surroundings were suspicious. Turns out it was Kulkarni's doing.
"Kya chahiye tujhe?" Vikram asked in a cold tone. Raj chuckled at it.
"Mera bhai. De payega usse wapas mujhe?" He asked, whispering harshly. Vikram tapped his foot on the floor in a rhythm.
"Tera bhai mar chuka hai Kulkarni. He is no more. And in case you never studied science. Mare huwe log wapas nahi aate hai" he mocked him. Raj sneered angrily at Vikram's audacity.
"Madarchod. Tune mardiya tha mere bhai ko. Meine bara kiya tha usse. Pala tha meine usse" he roared. Vikram sighed and looked at the dark sky, guess rain was coming soon.
"For your kind information. Your beloved brother was a rapist, criminal and a murderer. I guess yeh sab reasons kafi hai usko marne ke liye? Also easy maut diya tha usse meine. Koi tadpake nahi mara" he shrugged as if it wasn't a big thing at all.
"Socha tha ekdin tujhe bhi ase hi tadpaunga jaise mein apne bhai ke liye tadap raha hoon. Ase rulaunga tujhe jaise mein apne bhai ke liye roya tha. Par teri premika toh badi maal nikli. Uske baare mein mujhe jis din pata chala, mujhe laga hoga koi. Par asi apsara tere saath jamegi nahi. She needs someone powerful and better to stand beside. Tujhe jab mardunga toh woh meri hogi, mere bista-" Raj's lustful fantasies were cut off in between.
"Shh! Be careful Kulkarni. Jaban thoda sa sambhalke. Tu janta nahi, abhi jo tu bol raha hai, uska baad pe kya natija milega" Vikram silenced him. His jaw ticked at his earlier words. How fucking dare he speak like that? How dare he think about her at all?
"Maut ke muh mein haath mat ghusha. Mera tujhse koi lena dena nahi hai. Agar tune uski taraf aankh uthakar bhi dekha, toh kutte ki maut marega" he warned dangerously. But hearing him Raj started laughing hysterically.
"Hahahah! Abhi aaya na tu line pe. I fucking wanted you to take this personal. Earlier you were acting all nonchalant and uninterested. Usmein maja nahi tha. Abhi tu dekh. Tu bas dekh. I will fuck your your lover infront of you. I will make her suck-"
Vikram tched and rubbed his forehead at his words. He tightened his hold over the phone in rage.
"Bhagwan ke aage bheekh mang ki kabhi tu mere aage na dikh jao. Jis din tujhe dekhunga sabse pehle tera lund kat ke tere muh pe dalunga bhenchod" Vikram' s voice was so cold it felt like it could slice through bone. His face remained a mask of stone, but his eyes burned with a deadly, silent rage. He ended the call and stood there, gripping the balcony railing.
His knuckles turned white as he squeezed the metal railing, the veins in his arms bulging with fury. He turned and looked through the glass door into the room. Thabal was still fast asleep, completely unaware that a monster was lurking out for her. She looked so peaceful, her chest rising and falling slowly with every breath. For a moment, Vikram' s rage paused, replaced by a deep, obsessive protectiveness.
Khud ko jala dunga agar tumhe safe nahi rakh paya toh. He muttered to himself.
He stepped back into the room silently. He dropped his phone on the night stand and slid back into bed, pulling Thabal close to him again. Even in her sleep, she felt his warmth and nuzzled her head against his chest, letting out a soft, contented sigh.
Vikram ran his fingers through her hair, but his eyes remained wide open, staring into the dark. His mind was already working. Raj Kulkarni was playing with him. Let him start, because he had already invited death.
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