Chapter 46 — Bride of the Beast
Noor's POV:
YaAllah!
Is this what wedding night called...?
To surrender yourself, in front of a man...
An unknown person...
Yes.....at least I know my Beast...
True, numerous time he touched me and.....kissed me as well.
But what about those girls, who never chanced to know or meet the groom but only on their wedding day...
Even I was beyond scared, silently sensing his bold intentions....
"Noor I'm not a saint...keep it in your mind."
He was caressing, every feature of mine, after unpinning my veil.
"What are you scared of? From love?" He added, may be reading my mind.
I slowly curled up, saw him beneath my lashes. His eyes were travelling down at my feet.
Sigh!!!!
His heavy sigh....
"Shabash! On bed along with sandals..."
I slowly lift my calculated gaze...
"Don't look at me like that." He smiled at me by putting his hand on my knee, and I dropped my gaze at once....
His hand moving down to my feet. "You must be first bride, who is sitting on bed with her sandals. Well what's so hurry?" He spoke while unbuckling my sandals.
'Well my beast, l never carried you in my arms and laid on bed.....it's you who did that...so who is in hurry?'
I spoke in my head...
"Beautiful! Head to toe!"
Now his hand caressing my feet. A tingling sensation started all over mine.
"Noor!' His eyes travelling all over my unveiled frame.
I just held my breath as I saw his hand raised in my direction. Caressing my head...he slowly untied my braided hair.
'What he is up to?'
"Hmmmm....."
I thought and cringed same time as he inhaled and kissed on my locks.
"Noor, do you know, I'm mad at you?"
Please...don't get mad right here..
I plead inwardly as he trailed my jaw line with lips and hissed in my ear......leading a lurch in my body.
As I lurched unintentionally. He caught me intentionally.
I felt my lips in his fervid lock....madly gluing his mouth with mine, he was choking me.
As I squirmed, his passion grew, I felt a sting inside my mouth.... Unjustly he just bit on my lip.
"Sssssss......" As I let out a groan. "Crown me a beast." He spoke in hell heavy voice.
'Your coronation day was held at your birthday.... You are naturally beast.'
I just thought and inhaled a bit....then again he invaded my mouth.
'Is it a deadly kiss?....no breath for me.'
I started punching in to his chest, he realized and left me gradually. "Am I harsh?" He asked as normally as if he asked me, am I right?.
I nodded affirmatively as his gaze intensified my head automatically nodded in denial.
He smiled, "Noor, I know I'm pretty rough. Pardona mi."
'You're not rough...but roughest...'
I replied in mind as he asked for an apology with his eyes scrutinizing me. " I'm so thirsty! You know?" He gripped me chin.
Beast please leave my lips...it's hurting.
I appealed in my mind and got breathless again as he was calibrating my lips.
"Your innocence makes me crazy for you." He spoke and put his head in my lap.
"Noor!" In my lap he was staring me. As I felt his glued gaze, suddenly shyness overlapped me.
His talking eyes viewing me from my lap.
"Noor e Haya!" Deepest tone...and his arm around me.
"Yes." This time I replied. My heart raced.
"I'm so happy. Since you have merged your heartbeats with mine, I fell for you." He got up slightly rolled on bed and gripped my cold hands. "Are you happy Noor?"
Please beast....no..... I can't tell you. I'm a girl, this is secluded corner of my heart, where the truth is engraved...yes finally I'm happy to be wife of you...but don't ask.....OK?
I admitted in my mind and spoke only. "Yes."
He was continuously caressing me everywhere, my every feature.
As he heard my yes. He clutched my numb hands within his and placed on his face.
A tingling sensation on my palms...as his rough stubble was pricking and leading to tickle.
"Why are you so sweet?" He asked while kissing on my palms hen wrists frantically, as he had perfectly removed my bangles just a bit earlier.
Sweet? Me?...
He tasted me.
Don't know. How?
Well ...I think he himself will be bitter in taste...
May be....
"Now time to let evaporate your shyness."
He hissed.
Aaaa!
I was lost in my thoughts and he pulled me down on his face...with his hand on the back of my neck....
I struggled a bit but again I surrendered... Like what I did all the time....
His passion, my shyness...
Another test of mine..
I tried to pull myself up...wanted to break his lip lock.....resulting in vain.
Please beast, why are you doing this?...Like hell hungry....
I thought and put some pressure on his chest. It made him come to realization. He slowly released me.....and sat up. Then a hiccup left my lip.
"Señora... Perdonami."
(Mrs. Forgive me)
He cupped my cheeks.....I lift my blurred gaze Ohh...no...
He was again judging my lips...leading sudden arousal in my fear.
He leaned again....
"Please buss kerain.."
I spoke shakily.
"Let my Beast savor." He husked.
Uff beast please inn ki jan chor do...what's your problem with my lips....
"No..." I thought and nodded in reply.
"No..."
I saw his face then...letting out this time a meek no....like completely in his trance.
An earthly scent was swirling around his burly physique, his sea deep eyes were glimmering with intense emotions...his peppered stubble face, with an angular jawline, bit stretched to comply with his corner curved lips....just complementing in a playful smile....
"Why...?"
He inquired, while folding his sleeves, revealing his wrestler forearms...
"Hahaha"...
He just laughed when I said...
"I'm nauseating!"
"Noor, even I didn't do anything yet." He spoke joyously. Eyes were looking in to mine with extra sensation.
"I don't know...you go to sleep now."
I spoke not meeting his eyes....those were disturbing me a lot..
"Hmmm..."
"This night is not for sleep my cute wife." He smiled and again leaned at me..
"Faraan."
What's happening here....what's your problem tonight.... It's enough... Just leave me ...I don't know...who are you?....you are not my beast...you are someone else in the disguise of him......
I thought when he again pulled me in himself....
This time his lips were darting every inch of my face...
He bent on my neck and his soldering kisses making me lurch every other moment...
Tickling...
His burning lips strangely trickling me..
I bit my lip hard when I was madly squeezed by him in himself.... he was going more for it...
Ahhh...
Beast I'm not wrestling here... Please go soft....meri haddio ka surma banana hai??..want my bones cracked?
Senselessly but seriously I thought about my solidarity. I yelped, while he forcefully fixed my brittle frame into his armor suit built....
His hand on my back...crept towards zip of my shirt.
He slowly started unzipping my shirt...revealing my back.... his hands freely trailing all over me.
Oopsss...
I was lurching in his bearish grip as he was pervasively kissing there.
Ohh...then He left me...and got down of the bed...
Thanks beast, I think it's enough of your enjoyment...now just calm down and sleep sound.... What????
I was breathlessly thinking about him that....
May be he has closed the book...
But....no He was starting new chapter..
I sensed sudden, the atmosphere gone profound. I saw beneath my lashes he was unbuttoning his Kurta Ohh no...
"Noor! Ready?"
He asked....a burning question...just struck my hearing....
YaAllah! Ready for what? Is there any duel gonna start?
I slowly lifted my head and froze.
He was shirtless...
"What?"
I replied....and cringed same time as I read an apparent message in his eyes.
Beast what's this....please don't do this to me...I never thought you can do ever wrong with me....please put on your shirt back....
"Faraan....."
I squirmed a bit when found his shirtless body ready to hold me in his arms....
"Chup....bilkul!"
He leaned again and started nuzzling all around....he slipped down my shirt, resulting my shoulder bare in front of him....
"No."
"Faraan.....pp...please."
I pleaded and tried to cover my modesty when he did same with my other shoulder...
"Noor don't mess...I'm not joking around here."
He spoke....bit rudely.
He pulled then again me in himself, Clutching my waist, roughly kissing on my both shoulders...
"Pl....please...ouch..."
I let out a groan when he bit on my skin, way beneath my collar bone.....
He slowly slide down the straps of my....now he was freely trailing over my unclad shoulders.....I just stiffened...
"Ff...no"
I shuddered a bit as his hands touched me at the front..
He whispered in my ear....and turned off the lamps...
"Señora! I love you...."
His hissing ....
"Just be mine"...
In the dark he trailed down my neckline....all over of me...
"Sweet as honey"
He whispered....
Trailing his hand over my shirt, gripping me against his warm bare chest, his one hand was snaking around me and other was creeping inside my shirt....
Placing his hand there, he asked.
"Noor... May I?"
No...
I was dying.....
Not at all....
"Noor"
I felt his hand started moving....
"Faraan....please..."
I lurched and put my protesting hand on his possessive one, that was slowly caressing at my navel.....
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Moments passed.....
"Noor, kia masla hai?"
(what's the problem)
I heard his hell desperate voice...avoiding to reply, I just gripped his hand and pulled up...
It was heavy to hold his hand but I tried...
"What the heck?"
He growled...
With this suddenly, he got on top of me...pressing my both hands against the bed....my body under him....completely caged me..
"Is there any genuine reason..? Why are you denying me? Huh!"
His merciless tone....
I held my breath as I saw his eyes bored in mine...
I felt my heart turned inside as he tilted more on my face...
"Noor...speak up!"
His lethal tone chilled me to the bone..
"I'm......sorry.......please!"
Answering him in that pitiful position, my pools spilled out...leading his blurry vision came clear to my eyes...
He was huge....concealing me in him.... I saw his eyes...suppressed arrogance inside ...his clenched jaw.... his bulged out panicking muscles....his weight.....
Ahhh....
As I groan.... he moved away of me....left me there...and got out of the bed....
I slowly sat up....curling in myself...
Tich....
He turned on the lights....
His attitude was fidgeting me....as he turned and didn't have a single look at me....I was liking to get swallowed by the bed inside....
BANG!!!!
I just got a little jump in my place, as he entered into the washroom and slammed the door with a loud bang....
I don't know why I was feeling to cry hard....
Why he was not understanding my fear...can't he be polite in this way....
He asked...... I denied.....isn't it simple??
But his cruel rudeness was way enough as I overridden his actions.....
My tears were soaking my cheeks....just thoughts of him...I was dealing with the first ever dilemma of my married life.
After shedding my miseries through my eyes for few minutes....feeling very lone and awkward....then...
BANG!!!!
Another time door slammed loud as he got out of the washroom and banged the door again...
I just took a little glance of him...
He was wearing now vest and sweatpants, a towel around his neck.....without any word or gaze he moved towards the dressing mirror....
My eyes were burning as another set of tears arrived....
I saw...he was brushing hair....
Throb... Throb....
I saw his reflection in the mirror was grazing me...yes...his eyes were fixed on me as he was watching my reflection....
I got on verge of tears, when I saw he put the brush down and turned...now he was moving on my side....
Halt...
He stopped in the middle..
His target...calibrating view of mine...
I felt an uncontrollable cringe ...
"Kio ro rahi ho?"
(why are you crying)
I shot up my eyes at him....the deepness the coldness in his voice sent chills to my spine....
"Did I rape you?"
He added venomously....
"Faraan"
I sobbed but nodded at his way blunt attitude...
"Go, get changed... Ya sari raat yehi tamasha kero gi"
He was glaring at me...
His Noor...his doll...
Is it your love....beast?...don't be so rude....
I intentionally met his gaze to find any tender beam for me...
But he averted his at once and turned to the side table...
searching something there....
I saw he was picking his phone, shoved it in his pocket....
"Himmat kero...utho."
Another arrow....pierced my heart...
I lift my tearful gaze....he was gazing me down....
"Please Faraan..."
"OK... Carry on with your dramas....."
He said in vexatious manner.....
"I hope you won't get feared in bed with me..."
He spoke bluntly...then paused...
"But I won't mind it, if you use your previous room to live in"
He added bitterly....
I was now numbing....such rudeness!!!!
"Listen! I'm going down..."
He was informing me at the edge of the bed "I'm not going to bear all this Meena bazaar on my bed, while back"
(Meena bazar aka mini market for Women's accessories)
He was going towards sarcasm now....
"Noor"
He called me in orderly manner...
I lift my gaze then....
"What have I said...got it?"
"Jee"
(yes)
With this I got up from the bed....with my veil on my back...yes my shirt was still unzipped....
With trembling hands I started collecting all my jewelry, which he removed just a bit earlier...
"Kahan rakhoon?"
(Where should I put it?)
I asked...
Meray Ser per...
(on my head)
With this he turned, unlocked the door and strode out...
Ohh...beast.....
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"Hey...Noor.... Fool"
What??"
Her reflection was glaring at her...
"Here...tell me what you have done...
Why...why...I mean why??"
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As Faraan left her in the room...she collected all her belongings and moved outside.
She was now in her previous room, slowly shutting the door...
Her steps were feeble...
Where the beast has gone...late night?...
A question swirling in her mind She was enough tired...just fell on bed.......inhaled a long breath ..she exhaled slowly....
Laying there lifelessly, she wiped her wet temples from the back of her hand...
Tick...tock...
She turned her head towards the table clock assembled in a lamp as well..
It was showing.....
1: 55 AM...
Slowly she got up.... Removed her heavy bridal lehnga....she was wearing tights inside....
After picking out an easy trouser shirt, she entered in the washroom....
While taking off her shirt...she never felt a need to unzip ...as Faraan done it already....
Thanks to him, otherwise she was going to be in much trouble to be stuck in her shirt...
Slowly turned on the knob.....she was taking a warm shower..
Sadness all along...
"It's my wedding night"
She thought while wrapping her in towel....she dared to look in the mirror....
"Hey Noor... Fool...."
Her reflection glaring at her....
Why.....Noor?
Why....?
Her reflection was darting her with unanswerable queries...
While she was all quiet...just looking at her own face in the mirror....
Her swollen lips....
Her hand crept towards her lips....touching slowly on it... She was lost in nearest past....
Her neck...
Her shoulders....
All of her skin shining with lighter pink marks of his smoldering lips....
Then...
A hickey with brighter shade...caught her attention.....
Slowly she touched...
Sssss...
She gasped and recalled his fervency, his bite on that specific part....
Tremulous She put on her clothes....
Now she was out with towel around her head....
She look around ....her eyes laid upon her jewelry, which she put carelessly on bed...
She collected all again...safely put all in a drawer which she noticed there in closet....
"Where is he...?"
She asked herself while wrapping herself in a veil...
'My wedding day"
Slowly...she sat on bed...spoke to herself...
YaAllah! Kia bechaini hai....
(What's so perplexity)
She thought and laid in bed.... covered herself in duvet....
Sobs....
Tears.....
Silently dealing with all ... her innocent heart aching with weird pain....
Nor joyful....neither painful...
It was ....regretful more...
Coping with her tears n hiccups....gradually the pillow was continued soaking, until sleep took over her....
After an hour:
"Noor"
"Get up"......
Slowly patting on her cheeks....Faraan was trying to awake her but...
Umm....mmmmm Noor just turned her side with little mumbling....
"Noor"
He called another time...
But....she was unmoved...
"Stupid behosh soti hai.."
He gritted and pulled roughly the duvet away from her.... revealing her cutely fragile figure.....
Faraan took a detailed view of her stubbornly shy wife...he put his knee on bed and carried the floral light sleeping beauty in his arms...
He was taking her where...?
Just there ....where she should be present at this night....
As he slowly placed her on his bed...
Sleeping beauty squirmed a bit and slowly parted her pink swollen lids....
click....
On the sound she sat up at once....and saw Faraan was locking the door...
Faraan turned and saw, Noor was awake now ....her eyes fixed on him.....now in T-shirt.....he was slowly moving towards the bed...
Her innocent creamy face....completely washed....pure from any remnant of makeup....her slightly wet and curled locks...she was looking utterly unavoidable....
As he came near and bored his charcoal black eyes into her harassed crystal browns.....she curled up at once...
"Wh....what do you want?"
Her lips parted...at the verge of an aura she spoke...
Faraan deeply examining her quivery lips, her loosely dressed dolly figure, with more rightfulness....
An indefinable smirk was playing on his face.
Then...he leaned a bit He spoke gruffly in a thick smokey voice...
"I want pure blood."