Sultan Liked what Begum did

Gulaab POV

I came back to my chamber after a long and tiring day.

The celebration was literally grand and the smile on Bhai Saheb and Bhabhi Saheb was beautiful.

Just the much I was happy spending my time, here in my Empire, I was worried that I wasn't giving enough time to Sultan.

I walked past the various parts of chamber and saw him lying on the bed with a book in his hands.

My steps turned slow as I marched closer to see what was he reading. It was a random book on politics.

He looks undisturbed as he might haven't noticed me yet.

I walked closer to him and untied the curtains around the bed. It was late night and I was feeling slightly sleepy. I worked a lot today, also the dance and this heavy attire was something which was making me feel tired.

"Sultan,"

I called slowly as I climbed the bed.

He seems unaffected as he muttered.

"Hn,"

He didn't even look at me.

Woah!!! The book is damn interesting.

I forwarded my hand and snatched the book from his hand.

He looked at me and thinned his eyebrows.

"What?" He asked.

"Are you upset with me?"

He shook his head and snatched the book from my hand. He started turning the pages.

"This is interesting, Begum, let me finish it," He stated, again glaring at the slightly yellow page of the book.

"Wow, now the book is becoming my evil," I muttered slowly not audible to him.

Fine.

I leave him with his book and started taking off this heavy jewellery. I was feeling burdened with it. I took off the necklace, earrings, armlets, nose ring, the heavy bangles and placed them on the side table of the bed.

I looked at sultan who was still busy. Honestly, I was feeling jealous that he wasn't even looking at me. I thought we would spend some quality tonight.

"Sultan," I called him again slowly.

"Shh," He hushed me silent and I pouted with sadness.

But, he was my husband. Right? I could enforce my right on him. I smirked and lied beside him placing my head on his chest.

He had his hands on his chest and I pushed my head to his hands and struggled to place my head on his chest.

"Ahh, Gulaab, you can't do this,"

He felt irritated and again fixed his eyes on the page he was reading.

Now this book was really irritating me.

I forwarded my hand took it from him again.

He thinned his eyebrows looking at me.

"This time is mine, you can't give it anything else," I stated.

He forwarded his hand too but couldn't reach it.

"Gulaab, please," He begged.

I melted looking at his face and handed it over to him.

But, I kept my head on his chest. I looked at North, his focused face. It's like he was scanning each word of the book deeply. He kept his hand around me still holding the book in front of his eyes. His other hand unknowingly playing with my long hair.

He turned the page and I was glaring at his serious face. His eyes off me, his lips looking like a sweet dish in front of me.

I didn't think twice to shift myself a little up and traced his cheek with my finger. He seems unaffected but I was craving for him. I wanted him to spend the night with me, making love to me, kissing me madly.

But, this studious man was forcing me to initiate and take the risk. I was busy glaring at his features. His long lashes, slight beard, messy hairs and those dark red lips. His upper lip was like in heart shape and a little fuller than lower one, and that always made me crave for him even more.

His perfect jaw line, I traced it with fingers and then his neck and chest who got covered under the fabric of a black kurta.

I traced his bulky chest and I could hear his heartbeats as my ears were relaxing on his chest. I felt knots in my stomach and felt slight wetness down there.

I wanted it badly. I remembered all the times when we did it. But, its been a few days since we did it. The last few night we spent with talking and cuddling.

I traced his chest and then his abs over the fabric inaudibly begging him to stop reading.

This was it. I pressed my thighs together and looked at him over my head.

He was still busy fixing his eyes on the yellow pages. I shifted closer to him and placed a kiss on his cheek. I might have came in between him and book so he took it in other hand and aligned her face slightly to other direction.

He didn't object. I sucked on my lips and kissed his cheek again.

I felt nice, I kissed his cheek again but slightly longer this time. Closing my eyes I trailed kisses to his neck. His tanned body which had great blood looked like beetroot.

The thought was crazy.

I sucked on his neck, but he didn't look affected.

I sucked on his neck again but slightly longer this time. I sucked harder and he took a sharp breathe.

His hand around me fisted my hair lightly. But, still his focus was on the book.

I smiled.

I left his neck and found that it got a red mark of my teeth. I traced the mark with my fingers and kissed it. It was looking beautiful on him.

"How about I mark your whole body?" I muttered.

Then my attention diverted to his earlobe. I traced it with my finger as it was exciting me. I leaned in and took the earlobe between my mouth. He shivered a little as I sucked. The wetness of my mouth dipped his earlobe and I sucked harder.

His grip on my hair reached to my neck and he cupped it lightly.

I looked at him and he looked at me too.

He didn't say anything and diverted his gaze back to the book. I noticed that hardly 15 to 20 pages were left. I smiled as I was enjoying the slight torture I was giving to him.

Finally, I leaned in and placed my lips over him. I sucked on his upper lip and heard his light groan. Diverting to the lower one, I sucked his lips and bit them lightly.

He hissed in sudden pain and looked at me.

"Can't you wait for sometime?"

I shook my head sucking on my lips and muttered in his ear.

"Take your kurta off,"

He thinned his eyebrows and smirked a little.

"No," He declared.

"Please," I begged seductively.

He feathered my hair and asked.

"Did you eat anything wrong today?"

I felt embarassed and he laughed.

I placed my head back on his chest and stated.

"Fine, you stay busy in your book,"

"Aww, my wife turned upset,"

He kissed my hair and sat. He took his kurta off and threw at me.

"Happy?"

I smiled and lied hugging him.

While he fixed his stare on the book back, I noticed the each and every curve of his chest, midriff and body. His toned biceps, I traced his biceps and the nerves which was highlighted on his arms.

I kissed on his chest. The slight hair on his chest was looking immensely attractive.

I thought of teasing him a little. And to that I bit on his chest.

"Ouch, begum," He complaint and I smirked.

He kept his fingers on my lips to prevent himself from my bites and turned to the next page.

But, I wasn't ready to stop. I kissed on his fingers one by one and then his thumb. I wanted his attention insanely.

I sucked on his thumb and he diverted his gaze to me. I looked into his eyes as I made his thumb wet sucking it. He smirked looking at me as I licked it.

He smiled and cupped my neck lightly. He applied a little pressure on the side of my neck and I blinked nervously. His smile turned devilish and serious as he brushed my neck with his thumb.

He sucked on his lower lip looking at me and smiled lightly.

"Don't distract me, please," His voice hot and seductive.

I smiled and smirked.

"I won't let you finish this book today,"

"Really, and what if I finish it?" He asked.

"Then, I will do as you ask, but if I win then you have to do what I ask for,"

He lifted his eyebrows and muttered.

"Fine, let's see,"

He diverted his gaze back at book and I looked that his eyes was scanning the book faster now.

I felt like out of options.

Yeah, my hair.

I looked at him and started unbraiding my hair.

He looked at me from the corner of eyes and then I placed my hands on his chest.

I brought my face closer to him and kissed on his forehead. I knew he liked my smell and that cleavage.

He got distracted and closed his eyes when I kissed his forehead. Coming down I kissed his cheek, forwarded by his neck and that chest.

Playfully, I kissed the dark part of his chest and made a trail of kisses to the available exposed area.

He flipped the next page and I could see myself losing in the next few moments.

I sucked on my lower lip as I kissed on his stomach. I traced his length through the lower and realised that he was hard. I smirked.

"Aeeeeee, Begum,"

He might have noticed my move.

But, I was unstoppable.

I undid his lower. My heart beats was racing insanely. His finger came to my cheek as he said.

"Don't do cheating,"

But still, he wasn't taking off his eyes from the book.

I remember once, one of my friends told me the story of her wedding night long back. She told me, this affects the man, to no extent. I have never done it. Should I try on him? Obviously, I would try on him only.

I smiled at my thought and my small fingers pulled the hem of his lower slightly low. He brushed my cheeks and said.

"Just two more pages, and then you will be finished,"

I grabbed his length in my hand and looked at him. It was slightly swollen this time. My heart was pounding in my chest madly.

"You shouldn't do-"

He was saying something but before he could finish, I placed a kiss on it. Closing my eyes, I licked it. I could feel my heart coming out of my skin at any moment. My lips trembling to initiate and heart throbbing but I wanted to see him getting effected insanely.

Just like he pleases me all the time, I wanted to please him this time. I slid it in my mouth which was difficult because of its thickness, but I tried. I licked, made it wet, kissed it and looked at him.

He must be reading the last page, but his finger brushing my cheek.

Closing my eyes, I sucked on his length. It was making me crazy.

I took it in and looked at Sultan who was looking at me now. He closed the book and kept it aside.

His expressions changed and his face turned slightly red. His mouth was slightly open and I could see his heartbeats racing as he stretched his body, his eyebrows thinned.

He bit his lower lip a little as he saw me doing this to him.

"Oh My God,"

His chest doing up and down with the effect.

His mouth hung open when I sucked harder this time. His hand cupped my cheek and his fingers brushed my skin.

"Ahh," He groaned lightly.

I really enjoyed his expressions and this gave me the confidence to move further.

I stroked his length with the hand lightly, slowly, softly and kissed it looking into his eyes.

My hairs strands dances in front of my face as I bring out my tongue to draw some figures on his skin, seductively.

He tucked my hair strands behind my ear softly and watched me doing it shamelessly, to him.

He was stone hard and his fingers brushed my cheeks.

Suddenly.

"Come here," He said cupping my neck and pulled my face closer to his.

Pressing his lips against mine, he turned me below him. There was a different kind of feeling in that kiss.

I could feel the tension, eagerness, love and danger in that kiss.

"You are being a really really bad Begum,"

He muttered as he pinned both of my hands over my head.

"Sultan,"

"Rafiq, Since I won, you will do as I ask," He ordered.

He looked into my eyes and muttered.

"You shouldn't do it. Your stay is in my heart,"

He pressed his lips against mine again and sucked. I felt out of breathe with the sudden change of things. He released my lips and taking the edge of the skin between his teeth and stretched them a little to tease me.

I looked into his eyes and muttered back.

"Then, who has the right of pleasing my husband," My voice was seductive and my eyes looking like a predator.

He brushed my cheeks and said.

"Only you,"

His fingers guided towards the knot of my skirt and in a few moments he undid it.

He kissed my cheek and lean into my ear muttering.

"Take it off,"

My eyebrows thinned as he sat up in front of me.

I smiled and sat in front of him.

But, he seems eager as he held my hand and pulled me closer. He turned me opposite to him and leaned in to my ear.

He sucked on my earlobe and I felt his fingers collecting my hair.

He pushed my hair in the front and I felt his fingers dancing on my back.

He pulled the strings of my blouse and my heartbeats started to race yet it feels so exciting. Pulling the sleeves low, he took it off of me.

Honestly, I felt timid but confident.

But, suddenly I felt his lips against the side of my neck. He sucked me resulting, my head tilted sidewards with the effect.

While I was busy feeling his lips on my neck, I felt his fingers tracing my naked chest. He was sitting behind me but still, I was feeling slightly shy with my nakedness.

He traced my chest with his fingers and I noticed them slowly guiding towards my buds. He pinched me lightly and I couldn't stop myself from moaning.

His fingers danced on my waist playing a little with my waist chain.

"Should I take it off, too?" I asked slowly.

"No, it's beautiful," He muttered.

Slowly I felt his fingers guiding towards the South. My mouth hung open when I felt his fingers brushing my core.

"Ahh," I breathed.

And to race my breathing to no extent, I felt his other hand cupping my neck. He sucked on my neck while his finger travelled inside me.

I felt caged in his possession

"Ahhh, Rafiq,"

I moaned his name unknowingly. My head falls backwards.

I tightened my fist on the bedsheet as he applied pressure and turned his fingers to two.

My cheeks turned red and I went crazy with this.

"You are ready enough now,"

He informed and I looked at him above my shoulder.

He pecked his lips on mine for a moment and then I noticed that he took the round pillow and placed it front of me.

I couldn't understand him but my heart was beating madly and excitedly.

He kissed my nape and held my waist. He made me stood on my knees and hugged me from behind.

"I hope you aren't scared," He muttered.

I smiled and shook my head.

"No,"

I noticed him smirking.

"Good,"

Suddenly, he pushed me over the pillow. He adjusted my middle body over the pillow and I felt immensely exposed. My stomach touch the pillow and rest of the body on the bed.

Oh my God!

He brushed my back and hovered over me. I felt him kissing the centre of my back. I sucked on my lips as my husband had gone insane today.

I felt him sitting over me. I couldn't see him but knew that my middle body was high in air. He brushed my core and I shivered.

I felt caged, but it was exciting as hell.

Slowly, he guided himself in and I felt like it hit me differently.

Ohh Myy God

I shut my eyes close and felt the slow and beath taking movements of him. I felt like my core turned extra wet with this position.

"Ahhhh," I breathed.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"No, it's killing,"

He lied over me, still moving himself to lean in to my ear.

He took my earlobe between his lips and sucked hard.

I went crazy.

I fisted the bedsheet as his movements started becoming slightly rough in force and I moaned insanely.

"Aahhhhhh, Rafiq,"

"Oh my god, this feels so good,"

He groaned in my ear and muttered.

"More,"

I moaned and demanded.

This was surely driving me crazy. The way he had caged me under him. The way I was feeling right now was undescribable. My back was hurting with the force but I was feeling so good.

My core became eased for him.

Suddenly, I felt him straightening and he kept his hand tightly on my waist. He made me dance under him slowly and I moaned louder.

"Ohh myy God, Rafiq, aahhhhhhhh,"

"Gulaab, tell me you like it,"

"No, I like you doing it to me, very much"

I felt like waters leaked through my body. It was immensely satisfying.

Suddenly, he made me stood up on my knee and kept the pillow aside. He made me lie on the bed on my left side in a hurry. Grabbing my thigh, he pulled me closer to him and filled me again.

I moaned slowly as I felt him completely. He moved himself slowly and placed his lips over mine.

My body arched and he muttered.

"You were looking really tempting today,"

"But, still you were sleeping with a book,"

He bit on my earlobe and I complaint.

"No, I am sleeping with you,"

He sucked on my neck and sat up. He widened my legs making me lie on my back and lied over me again . He slip the pillow below my head, carefully pulling my head little up in his hands.

My legs spread wide welcoming him. My back arched like rainbow by seeing his magical colors. Colors that held power to make me feel beautiful, confident, strong and high.

He kept his elbow on the side of shoulders. His hand cupped my neck and other fisted the bedsheet tightly. He was strong enough to shook me to the core but he respects what I likes or not. He knew what pace I likes the most, he knew how I enjoy and what makes me feel better.

Tonight, his pace, stronger than ever, harder a little, possessive and demanding.

I snaked my arms around his shoulders. He mouth leaned in to my nape. Leaving small and wet kisses. I could hear his wild breathes with each move. My legs wanted wrap him but not long enough or able to move, but wrapped his legs individually. My eyes forced closed as he sucked me harsher.

I was moaning with each move. Some were slightly painful as I could feel the deep penetration, my body was arched and caged under him, enough to make me feel the high jolts of pleasures. He had the thick thighs, strong legs and the curve of his back was insanely attractive.

My fingers traced his back. My mouth near his neck and I sucked his skin. I breathed hard as I was close to my another release. I didn't remember how many times I have felt it today.

"Ahhhh,"

He nibbled my ear and I rolled my toes. My hands snaked around his biceps as he groaned lightly. His body started sweating.

He kissed on my cheeks and sucked the right one. My little nails digged into his biceps and I bit on his chest as I felt slight pain with deep penetration.

I was surely going insane tonight.

He pinned both of my hands over my heads and nibbled my ear.

"Don't be a bad girl, Begum,"

I felt eruption of butterflies in my stomach, the muscles of my lower abdomen streched.

"Ohh Myy God, ahhh,"

My breathing raced, I pulled myself a little up out of stretching. My eyes shut close forming wrinkles over my eyelids. My hands fisted the bedsheet. My breathes fanned his ear and he groaned.

He tightened his hold on my wrist and sucked my ear. He nibbled my earlobe and muttered.

"I want to make you feel this whole night. I want to make you tired very badly. I want to make love with you until you begs me to stop,"

His hot and slow voice made me shivered.

His one more push made me feel losing my waters again.

"Ahhhhhh, Oh My God,"

I smiled. Nothing could be more satisfactory than this feeling. The king who loves you insanely, making love to you.

He kissed my cheek and diverted his attention to my lips. His pace slowed down now.

"Sultan, ahhh, stop,"

I muttered in his ear.

He looked at me restlessly, his eyes begging me to take my word back.

"Stop,"

He stopped immediately and lied beside me. His length stone hard and I sat up.

I sucked on my lower lip as I sat on him. My knees on the side of his waist and I helped myself taking in. He closed his eyes as I settled myself on him.

I guided my waist to move slow. My hand rested on stomach and thigh as I made myself move slowly.

He was watching me doing this and his hands slowly held my waist. Tightening his hold on the side of my waist he made me move. My hands held his wrist and my head falls backwards with lack of breathing stability.

Opening my eyes I looked at him. Slowly I leaned in to him, hovering precisely. My lips reached his cheeks, I kissed him. My hands cupped his cheek and neck as I made his cheeks dipped with my kisses still moving with the slow pace. He closed his eyes and felt it.

I nibbled his ear, sucked his neck and then placed my lips over his. I sucked him and stroked him moving my middle body accordingly.

He opened his eyes and I straighten up. My hairs danced in front as I move. His eyes met mine as he looked at me taking my pleasure from him. My hands pushed my hairs behind shamelessly and moaned. He grabbed my neck and pressed lightly. Closing my eyes, my head falls backwards with the effect.

"You are looking damn beautiful, Gulaab," He breathed.

"And," I asked.

He groaned.

"And right now you are taming a beast under you,"

His words made me feel knot in my stomach.

My urge was building again. He guided his fingers from my waist to bosoms. He pinched me a little and I winced in pain.

"Aauuch,"

He sat up hugging me in his arms. He leaned in his lips into my neck. I closed my eyes as his arms hugged me tightly. He made me stoke him and I moaned. He increase the pace a little and I reached on the peak of it again.

My hair were dancing reaching his thigh and the surface of bed. He fisted my hair lightly and sucked my neck harder.

I lost again.

"Ahhhh, Rafiq," I breathed.

"What you ate today?" My voice tiring and hoarse.

"Want me to stop?" His voice concerned.

"No, I want you to fill me," I objected.

"When did you have your last menstruation?" He asked in a dominating voice.

My brain was not in the condition of processing accurately.

"May be 9...no 11 days ago, just after the birth of babies,"

"Still wants me to do it?" He bit my lips lightly.

"You can't avoid it every time," I moaned.

"I can, until you become perfectly okay to be a mother," He objected.

"I am okay to be mother," I stayed looking into his eyes. Offended.

"No, you are not, you are just twenty, also there is still scope of improvement in your emotional, mental and physical health. You are my love, I can't take risk with you. A woman is not a machine of producing babies, she needs proper love and care to bring a new soul in life," He stated stopping himself.

He won, I couldn't argue him anymore.

I placed my lips over his muttering.

"God knows, how I got a husband like you, you must made the world jealous with me,"

"And, I will take care of you," He nibbled my ears and guided his mouth to my chest.

"Ahhh," I cried as I felt him sucking my buds. He cupped them and I looked at his face sucking on my skin.

Suddenly, he made me lied on the bed. Lying over me, he enters again. I breathed deeply and felt him moving again. His pace increased and he hugged me tightly, kissing my forehead, he muttered.

"I can't stay away for nine months," I chuckled.

"Let the destiny decide,"

He smiled and kissed me.

He guided his hand to my thigh, he grabbed it and forced himself deeper. I cried with the deepest penetration. My eyebrows thinned as I moaned louder. He fisted the bedsheet as he moved for a few more times. His body shivered a little and my abdomen stretched like nothing.

"I love you so freaking much,"

He released in me and I moaned. I got my last release with him. He was panting insanely and so do I. My body dipped into his sweat.

"But not more than your books," I reminded.

He chuckled and rested over me.

I kissed his forehead and he muttered in my ear slowly and nibbled.

"You cum nine times, today,"

I blinked and blushed hard hearing him.

He kissed my cheeks and pulled the comforter to cover us.

He hugged me ran his fingers through his hair.

"We will leave tomorrow," He reminded me.

"Don't worry, I have made enought memories to spend my whole life even I don't meet them again,"

"Don't say like this. We will come here whenever you want,"