Prithvi's pov-

“Can i?"

Ekarsh asked, his voice filled with hesitation as if I was worried that one wrong move would shatter into pieces.

I nodded, basically giving him permission to do whatever he pleases.

He swallowed hard, his hand slowly unbuttoning the top button of his white fitted shirt that clinged to his body like a glove making him look like fine old wine.

He's not stopping me, not objecting. He's playing along at this point.

"And what exactly is it that you wanted to do, jaan?" His tone was dangerous, like he's challenging me.

“I want you to take me." My voice, barely above a whisper.

His hand freezes on the button. His eyes widen slightly before his expression turns hungry. He drops his hand, closing the distance between us two in two long strides. He grabs my waist and pulls me flush against him. His voice is a growl. "Say that again.”

"Please take me.” I beg my voice desperate from the heat of the moment.

The ache between my legs increased with every word he said with each drop of sweat that dripped down his forehead.

His grip on my waist tightened, and he pulled me even closer. I can feel the heat radiating from his body, and the hardness of his muscles against mine. His voice is low and intense. "You know what you're asking for, Prithvi? There's no going back after this.”

I nodded looking in his eyes, not breaking eye contact.

His hand slides up to cup my face, fingers tangling in my loose hair gently, a dangerous king lowered to deadly soft– gentle? His hand sliding through the fingers intensely…

He leaned in, pressing his lips against mine in a deep, intense kiss. His other hand slides down to grip my bottom, lifting me up slightly as he lays me down gently, his body covering mine as he continues to kiss me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth.

My hands unconsciously wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

He groaned against my lips, his hands roaming over my body as he kissed me. He breaks the kiss only to trail his lips down my neck, his hands pushing down my pants to expose my thighs. He settles between them, his hardness pressing against my leg. "Jaan."

He looked into my eyes, his breath ragged. "Last chance to change your mind," he says, his voice strained with desire. He presses against me gently, giving me a moment to respond.

When I didn't pull away, he leaned down and kissed me again, more urgently this

time.

His hand grip my kurti pushing it up exposing my upper torso and then pulling it over my head.

His kisses become more demanding as he runs one hand up my legs, caressing my thigh. His other hand slipped into my hair, holding my head steady while he kissed me with increasing passion. He grinds against me deliberately, as if wanting to show me exactly what I am getting into.

His thumb traced small circles on my inner thigh, getting dangerously close to where I wanted him. "Damn." he muttered against my lips.

His hand gripping my thong tearing it away in one go drawing out a gaso from me.

“That one was my favorite." I whisper yelled at him.

"I'll buy you an island full of thongs, just let me do whatever I want.”

His fingers finally reached my core. He touched me gently at first, testing my reaction. When I didn't pull away, he became more confident, exploring my folds, “you're so wet for me, jaan." He groaned, his erection twitching against my thigh.

He grunted, grabbing my thighs and throwing them over his shoulders as he settled his face between them.

His mouth latched onto my core. He sucked hard, making me yelp. His tongue pushes in deep, tasting me. He's rough now, no. Primitive, like an animal claiming his mate. He spreads my legs wider, making a deep, possessive sound when my hips lift off the bed.

“E…Ekarsh.”

He completely ignored my whimper, too lost in his primal state. His hands gripped my thighs tightly as he held me open and feasted. His fingers joined his mouth, pushing inside me roughly. He curls them, hitting that spot that makes my back arch.

Fuck.

He increased his pace, fingering my insides deeply while sucking hard on my clit. His breathing is heavy, almost feral. His dark eyes lock with mine from between my thighs, intense and dominant.

Unable to look at him while I was a moaning mess, I looked away anywhere but in his eyes.

“Look at me or I'll stop." I growled his voice thick with dominance.

His eyes filled with satisfaction as I gazed into his eyes. I could feel myself tightening around his fingers as I got closer.

"Come for me." His command is rough, his voice hoarse from growling. He hooked his fingers inside me, scraping against that spot that drove me crazy. He sucked hard on my swollen bud, drawing it out into his mouth.

“Hnng..i.. I'm g-going.” The words got caught in my throat.

His mouth covered my core tightly as I came apart. He growled, drinking down my release like a starving man. His fingers work in and out of mr roughly, prolonging my orgasm. He spreads my legs wider,I could feel my pussy contract around nothing.

He moved up quickly, capturing my mouth in a deep kiss. I could taste myself on his lips, and something about that turned me on more. He pressed his erection firmly against my sensitive core, making me gasp. "Tell me to stop now." His hands roam possessively over my body.

“No. I want you, Ekarsh.

He grinned wolfishly, unbuckling his belt with jerky movements. He's out of control, too far gone in his desire. He freed his thick erection, giving it a rough pump before positioning himself at my entrance. "You're going to regret those words, jaan.”

“We'll see about that." I challenged him knowing damn well I am going to regret that my voice is pathetic and weak from the orgasm.

He slammed into me without warning, bottoming out in one thrust. He's big, stretching me to my limits. He pulled out and slammed back in, setting a brutal pace. The bed shakes with the force of his thrusts as he pounds into me mercilessly.

"Fuck…”

He leaned down, his teeth grazing my ear as he growled, "You feel so fucking good."

His hips move like a piston, driving into me with raw power. He grabbed my leg and hiked it higher over his hip, changing the angle to hit deeper. "Is this what you wanted?”

He cuts off my response with a brutal kiss, swallowing my moans as he continued to fuck me like a wild animal. His hand moves between my legs, rubbing my clit in harsh circles to match his thrusts.

I gasped, feeling overwhelmed, feeling the pleasure from both sides.

His fingers dug into my thigh as he pulled my leg even higher, wrapping it around his waist. He hooked his arm under my knee, lifting my leg higher still. He's hitting so deep now it hurts, but I could feel another release building inside me, threatening to overwhelm.

He wrapped his other arm around my waist and flipped me onto my stomach, lifting my hips high in the air before slamming back into me from behind.

He pounded into me relentlessly, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. He reaches around to grab my breast, squeezing and kneading it roughly as he fucked me like a beast. His other hand moved between my legs again, his fingers working my clit furiously.

My breathing heavy as I managed to say a few words. “C..come t.. together."

His fingers quicken their pace, rubbing my clit roughly. "Come with me then," He growled, his thrusts growing jerky. He spreads my cheeks apart with one hand, as watching himself disappearing in me.

With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside me and came with a roar. His hot seed shoots into me in thick ropes, filling me up completely. His fingers pressed hard against my clit, pushing me over the edge with him. "Fuck, yes."

“T…that was crazy.”

He collapsed onto my back, supporting his weight on his elbows as he caught his breath. His hand trails down my spine over my scars his touch gently now, a stark contrast to the animalistic fucking he just gave me.

"Crazy good or crazy bad." He kissed my shoulder tenderly.

“Good crazy." I smile to myself at his question.

He chuckled, his breath warm against my skin. He slowly pulled out of .r, his semen leaking out and running down my inner thighs. He watched the sight for a moment before spreading my buttcheeks apart again, looking at his mark inside me. "Good crazy, huh?”

"Mr Rajwanshi what do you think you're doing?” I asked as soon as I saw him scoop up the semen and push it inside me with his thumb.

He smirked, planting a kiss on my forehead.

On my cheek.

On my neck.

On my breast.

And without realising we did the same all over again.

༝༚༝༚

I sighed sitting up. It's currently five in the morning and yes I am up. I look beside the other side of the bed.

Ekarsh waa asleep, his body on full display and I swear this man is always hard. I believe it now.

I know what I'm doing is something I promised myself I wouldn't.

I slipped out of the bed standing up, my legs shivering and my knees weak, threatening to lose the little strength I had in them.

“Where are you going?."

The sudden question almost made my heart jump.

“You scared me!" I whispered as he chuckled softly.

"Sorry love now, please tell me where you are going.”

I looked down at the floor unable to tell him as he sighed. “Should I get you there?"

I shook my head negatively and he silently agreed.

I walk out the room slowly but surely I walk through the silent corridor, the moon light illuminating through the tall window on the roof.

As I reached the door I held onto the door knob opening slowly stepping into the dark room.

It was Aayansh's room and what I saw made my heart twist almost painfully.

Aayansh sat there with his eyes closed, his face contracting in pain, the wound on his shoulder and leg covered. His body was covered with scratches.

“You shouldn't be here baby." He spoke softly.

Ignoring his words I sat down beside him grabbing the first aid box that was kept on the nightstand.

He flinched as I touched him, his initial instinct being to pull me closer but he stopped. As I gently cleaned and dressed his small wounds, he started growing still, as if the pain slowly ebbing away. He watched me with a soft look, his eyes on me, his guilt making it hard for him to accept my help.

“Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a little," He watched me carefully. He unconsciously tensed his muscles as I touched his ribs, hissing softly when I touched a sensitive spot. "Damn”

"Oh I'm so sorry.”

“No no don't say sorry it's me who should be begging for your forgiveness, baby." He took in a deep breath his voice strained. “I let my anger define my actions. I left you when I shouldn't have. I was immature. Please don't forgive me for this.” He said pointing towards his sounds. “It's all a punishment for hurting you."

My breath got caught in my throat, his words making me finally look uo at him, his eyes brimming with tears looking at me and only me.

He wasn't scary anymore he just looked like someone that had realised how wrong it was.

I just couldn't help but get in his arms.

He hesitantly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. He inhaled deeply.

Feeling an unusual warmth spread through my chest. I pulled back slightly as he spoke, "Can I ask for something?”

I nodded.

He swallowed hard, his eyes flickered with uncertainty. "Can I..." He paused, his voice barely above a whisper, "Can I sleep in the same bed as you tonight?”

I looked at him.

What am I doing?

I was supposed to stay mad at him but I couldn't.

“Yes. But I haven't forgiven you yet."

His lips twitch with a small smile at my fiery response. For some reason, knowing I haven't completely forgiven him somehow makes him feel more comfortable. "Figures," he muttered, trying to hide his growing smile, "Only you could give someone permission to sleep beside you while still being mad at them.”

I pull him closer making him rest his head on my chest, my hands gently moving to his scalp stroking the short length of his hair.

“I want to tell you something."

He nodded his hand moving over to my belly stroking it gently.

“I slept with Ekarsh."

There I said it.

His grip tightened around my belly before he inhaled his lips brushing against my neck.

He didn't speak, he just kept inhaling and exhaling as if he was doing yoga. I just told

him I slept with his brother.

“And you still came here walking by yourself?"

Fuck.

This man is crazy.

He wasn't mad at me for sleeping with Ekarsh, he was mad because Ekarsh let me walk here after sex.

God.