The soft chirping of birds filled the air as the first golden rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains. Sanyukta stirred awake, her lashes fluttering as she stretched slightly, careful not to wake the sleeping figure beside her.
Bhagwan ji, aaj ka din acha jaaye... kuch gadbad mat hone dena, she prayed silently, a hopeful smile touching her lips.
She turned her gaze to the man holding her captive in the most possessive embrace.
Ranvijay had wrapped himself around her like an anaconda, his leg tangled with hers, his strong arm securing her waist, and his head resting heavily against her chest. His slow, rhythmic breathing sent gentle warmth against her skin, making her heart swell with affection.
She softly brushed his thick, unruly hair away from his forehead and placed a tender kiss there.
"Chalta phirta volcano mila hai mujhe..." she mused, a playful smile curving her lips. When silent, he was all peace and serenity, but once he erupted-destruction was inevitable.
She admired his face in the soft morning glow, memorizing every detail-the faint stubble on his jaw, his sharp yet relaxed features, and the slight pout of his lips in sleep.
Kuch karne se pehle sochte bhi nahi hai... bas sidha action! Yehi toh sabse zyada daraata hai mujhe, she thought, shaking her head fondly.
"Ranvijayyy... my sweet husband... uth jaaye," she murmured, her fingers tracing his jaw. "Kal raat toh bohot bol rahe the... utha dena mujhe jaldi! Wake up now... it's morning."
She chuckled, ruffling his hair gently, patting his cheek to stir him awake.
A deep groan escaped his lips as he refused to budge, tightening his hold on her instead. Before she could try again, he nuzzled deeper into her chest, his face disappearing in the valley between her breasts.
Sanyukta gasped. "Ranvijay!" she shrieked, half amused, half scandalized.
"Shhh... so raha hoon," came his muffled reply, his breath fanning against her skin.
She huffed, shaking him again. "Mr. Volcano, be a good boy and wake up!"
Receiving no response, she tried disturbing him in every possible way, whispering sweet names, poking his cheek, and caressing his face. But her efforts backfired when, without warning, he bit her breast over her clothes, making her let out a startled yelp.
"Owww! Ranvijay!" she hissed, smacking his back.
He lazily lifted his head, his dark, sleepy eyes twinkling with mischief. Propping his chin on her chest, he gazed up at her, crushing her soft curves beneath his weight.
"Uth jao ab," she scolded, pinching his nose. "I did my job of waking you up, so don't blame me later!"
A slow, lazy smirk graced his lips. Instead of letting her go, he shifted higher, hiding his face in the crook of her neck.
Sanyukta gasped at the sudden ticklish sensation as he nuzzled against her sensitive skin, pressing lazy kisses there. A giggle escaped her lips before she could stop it.
"Ranvijay! Aap..." she whispered between laughs, running her fingers through his thick hair, feeling his warmth seep into her.
He let out a contented sigh against her skin, wrapping himself around her more securely.
A few moments later, he cracked open one eye, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. The next second, a dramatic groan escaped his lips.
"F**k, man... tu murgi se bhi pehle uth jaati hai kya?" he grumbled, burying his face deeper into her shoulder.
Sanyukta burst into laughter. "Aap hi ne kaha tha ki jab main uth jaau toh aapko bhi utha dun!" she reminded him, caressing his lightly bearded jaw.
"Haan, par maine socha tha ki 6 ya 7 baje uthna hoga!" he complained. "Mujhe kya pata tha ki maine mother hen se shaadi ki hai!"
A playful smack landed on his back. "Ek din subah uth ke dekhiye, kitna acha lagta hai... halki halki sunhari dhoop, fresh air, birds chirping... ek alag maza hai subah uthne ka," she said dreamily, pressing another gentle kiss to his forehead.
He hummed in response, his deep, raspy morning voice making her insides flutter. "Subah itni special hai, isliye mujhe subah ki neend aur bhi special lagti hai..."
Sanyukta let out an amused laugh. "Aapke logic ka koi jawaab nahi!"
"It's okay," she whispered, brushing her lips against his hair. "I'll wake you up at 6:30... let me get up, and you can enjoy your morning sleep."
But as soon as she tried to unlock his hand from around her waist, Ranvijay shifted his entire weight over her, making her squeal.
"Haan toh?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and mischief as he nuzzled against her warmth. His lips brushed against her collarbone, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "You might as well call me your baby... after all, haven't I tasted your milk just like one?"
His words, laced with lazy seduction, sent a deep flush creeping up her neck. Sanyukta gasped, smacking his shoulder, but he only chuckled, pressing himself closer , his grip tightening around her .
She sighed, feeling her heart melt at his adorable antics. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she let him rest against her.
"Thodi der aur rehne de," he muttered, pressing a soft kiss to her collarbone. "It feels good like this ..."
Sanyukta smiled, stroking his hair. "Theek hai, par promise karo ki 6:30 tak uth jaoge."
"Hmmm..." he hummed, pulling her even closer. "Promise..."
She knew he would still try to stay in bed longer and thought of something.
Sanyukta giggled, struggling under his weight. "Ranvijayyy... aap uthiye na! Mujhe kaam bhi karna hai!" She wiggled, trying to push him off, but he didn't budge.
Instead, he grunted in response, his hold tightening as he buried his face deeper into her neck. "Mujhe bhi kaam hai," he murmured against her skin, his voice laced with sleep.
She frowned, confused. "Kaunsa kaam?"
Ranvijay lifted his head slightly, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. "Tujhe tang karna."
"Ughhh! Aap na...!" She huffed, trying to roll him off, but he was too heavy. "Mujhe chhodiye warna-"
"Warna kya?" he challenged, opening one eye, amusement twinkling in it.
"Main... main... paani daal dungi aapke upar!" she threatened.
Ranvijay scoffed. "Go ahead and but be ready for the consequences then ." He raised an eyebrow smugly.
Sanyukta gasped, her cheeks turning warm. "Ranvijay!" She smacked his arm, making him chuckle.
"Okay, okay... uth raha hoon," he said lazily but made no effort to move.
Sanyukta narrowed her eyes. "Sachiiii?"
He grinned, then suddenly flipped them over so that she was sprawled on top of him. She yelped, placing her hands on his chest for balance.
"See? Main uth gaya," he said innocently, stretching his arms behind his head.
"Ughhh! Aapka koi bharosa nahi!" She rolled her eyes and tried to move off him, but he grabbed her wrist, making her land back on his chest.
He smirked. "Kya jaldi hai? Thoda aur pyaar se uthne do na, Mrs. Volcano pacifier."
She gaped at him. "Mrs. Volcano pacifier?"
"Haan... tu hi toh hai jo mujhe shant karti hai," he murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Sanyukta's heart skipped a beat at his sudden softness. She swallowed, feeling her resolve weaken. But then she realized-this was his trick to delay waking up!
Not today!
She suddenly grinned mischievously, making Ranvijay wary. "Tu kya soch rahi hai?"
Without answering, she pinched his waist-hard.
"Ow! Sanyukta!" He yelped, jerking up in bed.
She quickly rolled off him, jumped out of bed, and ran towards the bathroom, laughing. "Ab sochna bhi mat ki main wapas aane wali hoon!" she called out before shutting the door.
Ranvijay groaned, rubbing his waist, but a smirk soon formed on his lips. "Theek hai, Mrs. Volcano pacifier... dekh lena, main bhi badla loonga," he muttered, already planning his revenge.
Sanyukta, inside the bathroom, had no idea what was coming her way.
Sanyukta had barely shut the bathroom door when she heard heavy footsteps approaching. Before she could react, the door swung open, and in walked Ranvijay, his smirk widening at her stunned face.
"Y-you can't just barge in like that!" she stammered, holding a towel in front of her chest even though she was still fully clothed.
"Meri biwi hai, mera haq banta hai," he said smugly, stepping closer.
She narrowed her eyes. "Haq ke naam pe har jagah ghusne ka permission nahi milta, samjhe?"
Ranvijay chuckled, but instead of teasing her more, he suddenly scooped her up in his arms.
"R-Ranvijay! Neeche utariye!" she squeaked, wrapping her arms around his neck out of reflex.
"Shhh... bohot shor macha rahi hai subah-subah," he murmured, carrying her back to the bed effortlessly.
Before she could protest, he gently placed her on the mattress and plopped down beside her, pulling her into his embrace like she was a soft pillow. His arms circled her waist, his face nuzzling into her neck, inhaling deeply as if he wanted to memorize her scent.
Sanyukta sighed, feeling warmth spread through her chest. She could feel his slow breathing against her skin, his body relaxed against hers.
Sanyukta squirmed beneath him, her laughter soft and breathless as she tried to wriggle free. But Ranvijay wasn't letting her go anytime soon. Instead, he tightened his hold, burying his face deeper into the crook of her neck, inhaling her warmth like it was the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.
"Ranvijay!" she huffed, pushing against his chest, but he simply hummed against her skin, his stubble grazing her sensitive spot, sending tiny shivers down her spine.
"Shhh... bas thodi der aur," he murmured, voice thick with sleep and mischief. "You feel so good in my arms ...soft ,warm , cozy and addictive ."
Sanyukta's breath hitched as he pressed a slow, lingering kiss to the base of her throat, his lips warm against her skin. Her fingers, which had been fisting the bedsheet in protest, now tangled in his hair instead, holding him close.
"Yeh cheating hai..." she whispered, her resolve slipping as his lips trailed lazily down her collarbone.
"Who cares ," he countered, his voice husky now, teasing yet laced with something deeper. He propped himself up on his elbows, his dark eyes drinking her in-her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, the way her chest rose and fell rapidly beneath him.
She tried to push him again, but he caught her wrists, pinning them above her head in one swift motion. "Let make your morning Good Sanyuu Darling," he smirked, his gaze locking onto hers.
Her heart thundered against her ribs as he dipped his head, his lips grazing hers in a feather-light touch-just enough to make her ache for more. And then, as if sensing her anticipation, he deepened the kiss, his mouth moving over hers with unhurried intensity, savoring her like she was the first and last thing he'd ever taste.
A soft sigh escaped her, and he swallowed it, pressing closer, his body molding into hers as heat curled between them. His hands-large, warm, possessive-caressed her sides, fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns over the fabric of her nightwear, setting her skin on fire even through the thin material.
Sanyukta arched into him, her body betraying her earlier protests, her senses blurring as his kisses grew deeper, more intoxicating. Her legs tangled with his, her feet pressing into the mattress as she felt his weight anchoring her down, making her feel safe, cherished... wanted.
"Ranvijay," she breathed against his lips, half a plea, half surrender.
He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of her top, grazing the bare skin of her waist, his touch sending a delicious shiver coursing through her. "Haan?" he smirked, his voice all teasing and temptation.
She didn't answer. She didn't need to. Her fingers curled into his back, pulling him down again, sealing her response with another kiss-one that spoke of longing, of morning warmth, of love woven into every lingering touch.
As the room grew warmer with the rising sun, Ranvijay stirred again, his body pressing closer to Sanyukta's.
His hand, which had been resting on her waist, began to move, sliding under her nightgown, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip. She gasped softly, her eyes fluttering open to meet his dark, smoldering gaze.
"Ranvijay..." she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and desire. "The kids..."
He glanced over at Avu and Aarvi, who were still sound asleep on the other side of the bed, their tiny forms curled up under the blankets. "They're deep asleep," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "And we'll be quiet..."
Before she could protest further, his lips captured hers in a searing kiss, silencing her words. His tongue plunged into her mouth, claiming her with a hunger that made her head spin. Sanyukta moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders as she melted into the kiss.
Ranvijay's hands moved to the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion.
She shivered as the cool morning air hit her bare skin, but his warmth quickly enveloped her. His lips left hers, trailing down her neck, her collarbone, to the swell of her breasts.
He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue, while his hand kneaded the other breast.
Sanyukta's breath hitched, her back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through her. "Ranvijay..." she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him to her.
He moved lower, his lips leaving a trail of fire down her stomach, to the apex of her thighs. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down and tossing them aside. His hands spread her legs, his eyes dark with desire as he gazed at her.
"So beautiful," he murmured, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. He leaned in, his tongue flicking over her clit, making her gasp and writhe beneath him. He licked and sucked, his fingers slipping inside her, curling and stroking that spot that made her scream.
Sanyukta bit her lip to stifle her moans, her hips lifting off the bed, her body trembling as pleasure coiled tight inside her. "Ufffff , Ranvijay..." she whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets, her mind hazy with need.
He growled against her, his tongue and fingers working in tandem, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her legs wrapped around his shoulders, her feet pressing into the mattress as she struggled to keep quiet. Her head rolled back, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
"Come for me," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "Let go, Sanyukta."
She couldn't hold back. Her body tensed, her pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it snapped, her orgasm crashing over her in waves. She cried out, her body shuddering, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him.
Ranvijay didn't stop, his tongue and fingers continuing to work her through her climax, prolonging her pleasure until she was a trembling, boneless mess beneath him. Only then did he pull away, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he gazed down at her.
"Now it's my turn," he murmured, his voice thick with need. He shifted, positioning himself between her legs, his hardness pressing against her entrance. He pushed into her slowly, inch by agonizing inch, savoring the way she stretched around him.
Sanyukta gasped, her nails digging into his back as he filled her completely. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her body desperate for more. Ranvijay began to move, his thrusts deep and relentless, each one hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars.
Sanyukta's moans turned into screams, her body trembling as pleasure consumed her. "Oh God, Ranvijay... uffff....ahhhhhh ..."
He leaned down, capturing her lips in another fierce kiss, swallowing her cries as he drove her closer to the edge. His hands slid under her, gripping her ass, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, each one harder, deeper, more intense than the last.
Sanyukta's mind was a haze of pleasure, her body on fire, her moans growing louder, more desperate. "Ranvijay... ahhhhh..." she gasped, her nails raking down his back.
"Come for me," he growled against her lips, his voice commanding, his thrusts becoming faster, harder. "Let go, Sanyukta."
She couldn't hold back. Her body tensed, her pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it snapped, her orgasm crashing over her in waves. She screamed his name, her body shuddering, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him.
Ranvijay followed soon after, his own release hitting him hard, his thrusts becoming erratic as he spilled himself inside her.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Ranvijay brushed a strand of hair from her face, his eyes soft as he looked at her. "I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
Sanyukta smiled, her heart swelling with love for him. "I love you too," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. They lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside forgotten as they basked in the afterglow of their passion.
"Teri wajah se subah aur khoobsurat lagti hai," he murmured against her skin, pulling her impossibly closer.
Sanyukta smiled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over his back. "Aur aap ki wajah se subah dophar ."
He chuckled, his lips finding hers once again, unwilling to let go, unwilling to let the morning slip away just yet.
Later that morning...
Sanyukta stood in front of him, carefully buttoning his shirt-just like every other morning.
"Suniye..."
She called out softly ,done buttoning his shirt, her voice gentle yet firm. Ranvijay, who had been adjusting his cufflinks, hummed in response. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.
"Hukum kijiye, Sanyukta ji," he teased, a smirk playing on his lips. "Aapka gulam aapki seva mein haazir hai."
She rolled her eyes at his antics but couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her lips. "Mazak mat kijiye," she pouted, lightly smacking his chest. "Mujhe ache se pata hai ki aap kitna sunte hain meri."
Ranvijay chuckled, resting his chin on the top of her head. "Toh phir yeh sawaal hi kyun?"
Sanyukta sighed, preparing herself. "Gussa mat hona..." she began cautiously. "Aur pehle meri baat poori sun lijiye. Bache so rahe hain, dhyan rakhiyega."
He raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Matlab tu kuch aisa bolegi jo mujhe pasand nahi aayega?" He tightened his hold, his fingers tracing slow circles on her back. "Chal, bol."
She hesitated for a second before carefully uttering, "Rudraksh ke matter mein-"
The moment she said his name, his expression hardened. His grip on her waist tensed, the warmth in his eyes replaced by something cold and unyielding.
"Don't." His voice was sharp, final. "Uska naam bhi mat lo mere saamne."
"Aur tu jaanti hai mujhe, toh phir yeh baat chhedi hi kyun?" His voice held restrained anger. "Subah ka itna accha shuruaat hui thi, let's not ruin it."
She gently placed a hand on his cheek, trying to soothe the tension that had settled over him. "Bas ek baar meri baat sun lijiye, please."
His jaw clenched, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he exhaled sharply and met her gaze, his eyes dark with unspoken emotions. "Sanyukta," he said, voice quieter but firm. "Main jaanta hoon usko. Aur main isse khud handle karunga."
His tone left no room for argument, but Sanyukta wasn't one to back down so easily.
"Aap hamesha apni hi chalate hain," she murmured, frustration evident in her voice.
Ranvijay sighed, running a hand through his hair before placing a finger under her chin, making her look at him. "Aur tu hamesha mujhe samjhane ki koshish karti hai."
She looked at him, searching his face for answers. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only conviction.
Sanyukta knew she wouldn't win this argument, not today. But deep down, she also knew one thing-when Ranvijay decided to protect the ones he loved, nothing in the world could stand in his way.
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