The Laughing Rose

Sultan POV

She blushed hard and lied on the bed.

I leaned in to kiss her forehead and muttered.

"You should know and understand how much you are special to me,"

She blinked and I continued.

"Get Dressed!,"

She knitted her eyebrows but sat up without questioning me. She went from there, wrapping herself in a cloth. While I wore my clothes sitting there.

I ordered an attendee to bring the dinner for her when she was busy dressing.

The moment she came back to the bed, the attendee also presented with the dinner.

"You still hungry?" She asked looking at the huge plate.

I sat on the couch and patted the place beside me. She walked and sat comfortably.

"It's like my heart is still hungry," I muttered placing my palm over my chest.

She chuckled and muttered.

"You are so caring,"

"Only caring," I teased.

She lifted her eyes and looked into mine shaking her head slowly.

"You are," She breathed. "Umm, you are loving too,"

I made a bite of food and muttered.

"Only loving," I thinned my brows and forwarded my hand to feed her. She was still hungry and I could fees how much hard work she put in making food for me.

She shook her head a little and muttered.

"Yo... You are strong too,"

I chuckled.

"Leave it, you can't admit that,"

She smiled and took another bite.

"You are hot," She stated.

"Hot?" I feed her with another bite.

She nodded chewing the food and muttered without looking at me.

"You affect really much,"

Her cheeks turned red and nervous as she started forming the bite and forwarded her small hands to me.

"Whatever I am, only for you," I stated and took the bite.

"Sultan, I don't know but you have a really really big heart than anyone else, I ever saw,"

I chuckled.

"How much big?"

She laughed.

"You know what I mean,"

I shook my head and muttered.

"Pyaas se mol jal ka... Or bhook se mol paan ka,

Shav se mol shvaas ka... Or shyah se mol gyan ka,

Daanav se mol dev ka... Or paap se mol dharm ka,

Mol ka astitva andhakar se... Or atteet se mol vartmaan ka,"

She coughed hardly and her face turned red. I quickly handed over her water and she muttered.

"When did you learn it?"

I smiled.

"Not only you can surprise me, right?"

She looked at me with shock and continued.

"I really liked that book," I glared at the book kept on the table.

She nodded and feed me another bite. The show kept on going until we both finished the food. I must say, she was literally hungry.

After washing our hands, we both lied on the bed. She kept her head on my bicep and then turned to look at me.

"Sultan,"

"Hn,"

I looked at her.

"How come you here in in such less days. It took me thirty three days and you came here just on time,"

I remembered the struggling and sleepless night just to see her once.

"I was worried for you. You came here alone and it was biting me inside. I couldn't see anything happening to you,"

"You must haven't slept comfortably yet, right?" She asked feathering my cheeks.

My lashes forced close as she kept feathering my cheeks. My nerves started calming down and body started relaxing. She might have noticed that as she moved his finger into my hairs. The slow and relaxing move made me calm down my tensions and nerves.

Her continue and relaxing strokes took me to verge of sleeping. I shifted my self and slid a little low on bed than her. I kept my face close to her chest and her warm and soothing smell did the magic.

She snaked her hands around my face and I snaked my arms around her comfortably. Her knees struggling to make space beside me so, I pulled her thigh up and kept her leg over.

The cuddles relaxed me like heaven and the strokes of her littles fingers in my hair was the gift.

I didn't know when I fell asleep in her arms.

I woke up when I felt extra warmness. We found ourselves still sleeping like that. Looking at her sleeping face and the slightly visible cleavage turned me on.

I moved my fingers to her cheeks and feathered slowly.

"Gulaab," I called lightly.

I couldn't touch while she was asleep but I was craving madly.

"Gulaab," I called again.

She was in deep sleep but replied.

"Yeah,"

"I am hungry,"

She opened her eyes a little and thinned her eyebrows.

"What do you want to eat?"

I sucked on my lips and feathered her slightly visible cleavage.

She opened her eyes slightly alerted.

"You are joking," She laughed.

"No, please..." I begged.

She tooked slightly irritated and I smiled.

"You are impossible," She muttered and moved her hand back to her blouse strings. She undid them and pulled my face closer to her.

I smiled as I took her sensitive bud into my mouth. I sucked on her and she moaned sweetly in her half sleep.

I sucked on her sweetly, turning a little harsh in between. She woke up completely and moaned.

She hissed in pain and muttered.

"Stop,"

I stopped immediately and looked at her.

Her face turned red and she pulled the shoulder of blouse up complaining.

"I am tired now,"

"You can't do this to me," I begged.

I wanted more and much more than this now.

She showed me her eyes muttered.

"Sultan, I am still... Sore," She reminded looking into my eyes.

I felt unhappy and closed my eyes. She kissed my forehead and muttered.

"At night, for sure,"

I smiled and looked at her sleeping face. I enjoyed troubling her. Her expressions were something to die for.

She was sleepy and I let her sleep comfortably leaving her. I patted her head slowly and reminded what just happened last night. I didn't know if I was going insane for her.

I kept looking at her, kept moving my fingers in her long tangles hairs until the sun started rising. The noise of birds made me alert that it was early morning.

Finally, she yawned to wake up. She streched her arms and turned herself. She opened her eyes and looked at me.

She sat up and locked her hair strand behind her ear muttering.

"You are really stubborn,"

I chuckled and she struggled to tie the strings of her blouse.

I helped her in doing so and she walked from there. I kept sitting until she came back after freshing up. She parted the curtains of bed and tied them with the bed post. Then she folded the blankets and I complaint.

"Begum, my back is hurting,"

She looked at me throwing the deadly glare and I asked lying on the bed on my stomach.

"Can you please massage it?"

She looked at me and smiled.

"You are crazy, Sultan"

She sat beside me and started rubbing my back with her hands. Honestly, I couldn't feel any force in them. Her hands were so small and soft.

"I think, you should walk on my back,"

"What?, No!"

She chuckled.

"Yes," I glared at her.

"No, you are my husband," She reminded.

"Really? Thanks for reminding me, come on, you agreed to do whatever I ask for. You should be thankful that I let you sleep comfortably,"

"Yeah, I still remember the level of COMFORT!,"

I chuckled and she stood up on the bed. She climbed slowly on my back.

I groaned as I felt the weight now. It relaxed me. Her steps alert and balanced as she walk slowly.

I groaned again and she complaint of falling.

I insisted her more and we end up laughing when she finally fell over me.

She laughed beautifully and we talked in middle too.

Then I asked her message my head. She kept massaging me and I felt relaxing. I really liked the magic of her soft hands.

Suddenly, we both heard a painful cry.

"Bhabhi Saheb,"

She stood up instantly and tied her hairs in bun. She scared and I stood up too.

She ran from there and I looked around to find my kurta. I couldn't walk around like this.

I slid it through my body and ran after it.

I got to know that her brother's wife was in labour. I stood with him and his father. Her loud cries were audible in the sitting area of her chamber.

Honestly, it was slightly scaring. All of sudden the thought of Gulaab labouring came to my mind and I shook my head.

Finally, at the evening the cries of babies were audible. She gave birth to twins and I looked at Rahvardhan. I spread my arms and we shared a hug as I congratulated.

"Congratulations, King,"

"Thank you so much," His eyes teary and I could feel the happiness he had in his eyes.

I was happy for him.

I went back to my chamber as it was not good to stand in the Queen's chamber for so long.

"Sultan,"

I looked at begum who came dancing to me and hugged me tightly with happiness.

"I became, Bua Saheb, today"

I smiled looking at her.

"And you, Fufa Ji of two babies,"

"I am so happy for your brother," I stated.

"Thank you so much for staying back here with me," She muttered.

I patted her head a little and said.

"It's good that you came here, otherwise, you must be missing them a lot,"

She nodded and looked at me.

"But, it was really painful for Bhabhi Saheb, she kept crying for half day. I literally got scared," She stated showing her big eyes.

"Umm, that's true, but I think every woman feels this. One day you will also," I teased.

Her face look frightened and shocked.

"No way, you said that we will not make babies," She chuckled.

"But, do you think after the sixteen days of punishments, you will not get pregnant,"

She looked into my eyes. Her cheeks turned red, eyes big and lips trembling as she said.

"Pre... gn... ant,"

I laughed.

"Leave it, I must have scared the baby chicken,"

"Don't call me that," She complaint and I hugged her.

"Don't you think you should spend time with your Bhabhi Saheb,"

She nodded and went from there.

I spent my time reading books. I found really interesting ones here.

She came back to our chamber and asked me to eat. We ate together and she told me that the celebration would be after ten days.

She looked happy here and I wanted to let her make so many memories as it wasn't possible to visit here that frequently.

She used to spend her days playing with the babies and helping her sister-in-law but she didn't forget me. We spent all night together. Some by talking, some by sleeping and some by making love. She was turning much more open and verbal about her desires. I was really enjoying her golden days.

I remember the yesternight moment when she riding me and arched her body backwards seductively. She held my hand pressed it against her chest. It really made me feel like heaven.

Ten days passed and it was the time of grand celebration. There used to happen a naming ceremony of babies. She was asked to name the babies and honestly, I really liked that her family loves her and she was enjoying with her family.

I remember when I first met her. She seemed so broken, filled with raged and hurt at that time. But, now all her wounds were filled and all I could see was her laughing, smiling and giggling. It was like she became my kingdom that I needed to take care of.

After the naming ceremony, the celebration started. She got ready in dark maroon attire. She was looking phenomenal. And to race my already pumping heartbeats. She danced at the auspicious occasion. I felt like thousands of butterflies flown around me when I saw her performing.

My love turned a level up and I felt like taking off her clothes tonight all by myself.