"Stop it." Ira said but her husband wasn't bothered by it at all. He continued to kiss her nape and rub his cheeks on it while Ira was removing her jwellery and trying to comb her hair, sitting infront of her dressing table. But her husband is making it hard for her. She is combing her hair carefully to not scratch her husband's skin by the hairbrush. Feeling ticklish but still trying to focus on every movement of her hairbrush.
"Raksheet, please stop. You might get hurt by the hairbrush." She tried to push him back by her elbow but Raksheet didn't moved an inch. He hugged her from behind by holding her waist.
"I don't care." He spoke in his husky voice and Ira's breath hitched. Her cheeks flushed red and tried to control her smile.
Raksheet continued kissing and started sucking Ira's neck. He licked the spot he just sucked and a soft moan escaped Ira's mouth.
She closed her eyes and put down the hairbrush. She held Raksheet's hand that was arround her waist. "Please...Raksheet....stop.."
"No. I made my wife cry today so now i have to make her happy. I should fix my mistake. Let me fulfill my duty as a husband." He replied and pulled Ira's dress down from her shoulder. He kissed her shoulder and caressed it. His lips brushes against her soft skin.
Ira wanted to stop him but the pleasure was so good and exciting that she wanted to enjoy it as well. She was loosing her sense when suddenly she felt a little pain and came back to her sense and moaned.
Raksheet bited her shoulder. He smirked to hear Ira's moan increase. He want to hear it more and more throughout the night. He want to lose his control and do all the devilish things with his wife and punish her for making him crave for so long. His grip tightened on Ira's waist and he almost lost his control. He unzipped her dress and kissed her back uncontrollably. His hands traveling on her bare back. She felt chills over her back and got goosebumps.
Even if Raksheet lost his control, Ira couldn't. She have to stop him right now before something happens.
"R-Raksheet, stop it." She said, trying to suppress the urge to get more pleasure and avoid the mistake they might create tonight.
It looks like Raksheet had made up his mind to not stop and give his wife the best pleasure in this world. He want to hold her body entire night, kiss the every inch of her body and hear her soft melodious moan throughout the night. He doesn't want to sleep himself and doesn't want to let her sleep either.
When Ira realised her husband didn't listen to her, she shouted "Raksheet, please stop! Don't do it! I am not ready!"
Hearing the last sentence, Raksheet came to his sense and quickly stopped. He realised that may be he was forcing her. He removed his hands from Ira's back and looked at her in the mirror.
She was holding her dress, preventing it from falling down and looking at him with pleading eyes through the mirror.
"I-I am sorry. I didn't meant to force you." He said and quickly zipped her dress as he realised how big mistake he was about to make.
He looked down, feeling guilty and hesitate to make eye contact with Ira.
Ira sighed softly and turned around to face Raksheet. Seeing him bowing his head down sadly, she felt multiple needles piercing in her heart.
'Not again!' Ira thought 'I hate myself for hurting his feelings again and again. I am such a bad wife. But...I can't help it. Raksheet, just a little more wait.'
Ira took a deep breath and smiled slightly. She cupped Raksheet's face and made him look up at her.
Raksheet raised his head up and looked in Ira's eyes with an apologetic look. "I am sorry." He held Ira's hand.
"No, It's ok. It's not your fault. You just wanted to make me feel good." Ira rested her forehead on Raksheet's and closed her eyes. "I am sorry. I am making you wait for such a long time. But trust me, i am not ready yet. I just need a little more time to-"
Raksheet placed his index finger on Ira's lips and stopped her from saying anything more. He closed his eyes and grabbed her waist. "No. It's my mistake. You don't have to apologise. I told you i can wait but i lost my control. It's my fault."
"But you controlled yourself at last." Ira smiled and opened her eyes "You deserve a reward, don't you?"
Raksheet shot opened his eyes. His lips curved in a smirk and he nod excitedly like a kid.
Ira chuckled on Raksheet's cute behaviour and leaned forward to kiss him.
He immediately accepted her approach and smashed his lips on hers.
"The palace is quite beautiful." Veera said, eyeing on every corner of the Jwalana palace and envying her sister's luck of marrying such a handsome and wealthy king.
"Yes it is." Veer replied "But where is the kitchen?" He mumbled.
"Hm? Kitchen? Are you hungry? You just had your breakfast." Veera asked confused.
"Ah...No no. I am not." Veer replied "I just wanted to have a look at kitchen. I want to see how they cook. Whether their Kitchen is hygienic or not. You know grandfather is sick. I want him to have healthy and well cooked food. We can't compromise with his health."
"You are right. I hope they have good cooks. I don't want to eat the food that Ira cooked. I would choose to starve rather than eating her food." Veera replied with a disgusted look.
"Good morning!" A voice catched their attention.
They turned towards the direction of voice and found Ahil approaching them with a bright smile.
Veera quickly wore a sweet smile "Good morning."
Veer peeked at his sister and smiled secretly to see how quickly she change her expressions. "Good morning." He said to Ahil.
"Did you had your breakfast?" Ahil asked and stood infront of them.
"Yes we did. Thank you for your hospitality. The food was delicious." Veera replied before Veer could.
"I am glad to hear that you like the food. If you need anything, just ask for it."
Seeing Ahil's gentle and kind behaviour, Veera blushed. She asked in a sweet voice "May i ask why you are being so nice to us." She thought Ahil is impressed by her charm and attracted towards her, that's why he is treating her well.
Ahil was confused about Veera's question. Isn't it obvious why he is being nice to her. She is a guest and more importantly, she is his sister-in-law's sister, he have to treat her well just because of his sister-in-law.
"Umm....ah...because you are our guest and my dearest sister-in-law's family." Ahil simply replied.
Veera felt an arrow peirce in her chest. Ira is the reason Ahil is treating her well? Shouldn't it be her charm and looks? Veera tried her best to fake a smile but it was looking so awkward and obvious that something is wrong with her.
Seeing her wierd smile, Ahil asked hesitatingly "Is everything ok? Did i said something wrong?"
"No no. Everything is fine." Veer quickly handled the situation "It's just my sister is not feeling well. The weather in Jwalana is different than Aaro, you know. She will be fine soon. Don't worry. You can go. You will have a lot of work now that you have became the commander."
Ahil nod in agreement and was a little relieved that he can escape from the awkward situation. "Ok. Take care. I have to go. By." He waved at them and quickly ran away.
Veer sighed in relief and slightly hit his sister's head "Don't be so dramatic. Only our family can bear your drama not him. Don't create a fuss here. Don't you remember what father told you? You can't marry a him so stay away from them. Do you want to stay under Ira's influence? Do you want her to rule over you?"
"Why?!" Veera yelled.
Veer flinched on his place and put his hand on his chest, breathing heavily. "W-What do you mean why? You know the reason."
"Yes i do! But why me?! Why can't i marry any prince i like. Not prince Raksheet, not his brother Ahil and even that prince Pavan. Even though prince Pavan is a crown prince. I can become a queen still father told me to stay away from him. Why? He have such a good looks and power. Then why-"
"Don't you dare!" Veer yelled at Veera. His eyes were darkly glaring at her. He has a stern expression that Veera never saw before. He never yelled at her before then what got into him today?
"Don't you dare think about it. If father told you to stay away from him then stay away. You know whatever father says it have a reason. So don't you dare think about marrying or flirting with that Bayar's prince. Stay away!"