“Taste yourself and know behind all your good wife facade, you are just a filthy little whore who loves to get chased and fucked by a stranger.”
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Chapter 45
Little Emerald’s POV.
My survival instincts kicked in and I ran, I ran as faster as I could, luckily I was wearing gladiators, the forest was creepy, the sound of crickets and something creepy animals fills in the air mixed with my foot hitting with the leaves on the ground.
Luckily it was not dark enough, I stopped for a second, trying to catch my breath, the sweat trickling down my back as I huffed, holding my knees.
Until I heard a sound, it must be him, I can feel him somewhere close, his scent.
He is behind me, ready to get a hold of me, but I was fast enough to slipped out before he could grab me, I heard a sound, a very dangerous animalistic chuckle.
The tyrant was playing.
I ran further inside the forest, hiding behind the tree, he won’t bf able to find me now.
Did I win?
“Got you, Little Slut.” I shrieked at his predatory growl as he grabbed me by my hair to pull me closer to him, my heart beating so loud.
My survival instincts kicked in and I started to thrash, struggle to get out of his hold, “You know you can’t win over me.”
“Leave me.” I screamed, kicked, punched or anything I could do to get away from him.
None worked.
The Tyrant didn’t stop, holding me by his one hand and groping from the other, I was so scared, thrilled too and it’s so fucked up.
He proceeded to pinned me against the rock, the rough ground scraping my knees, slit skirt was indeed the worst choice of the dress.
“Don’t touch me, only my husband get to touch me.” His hold tightened further at my words, “Yeah? Let me see first.”
He forced-fully thrust his hand inside my panties before tearing it as he laughed at me, ugh I hate myself for being so turned on, “You are pathetic.” I heard him saying as my wetness coat his fingers.
“You are so turned on for someone as fucked up as me,” I shut my eyes tightly, biting my lips to stop the moan, “Acting like you are so loyal to your husband and getting needy for me huh?”
“I am not, you are forcing me.” I retorted, only to receive a spank on my pussy which was throbbing with the primal need.
“Forcing you huh? If that’s what you are going to name our union, let me do it perfectly.” His words were dark, hidden with fucked up promises of etching me with more pain.
He didn’t give me time and thrust three of his fingers in my pussy, fucking me harder with it, hitting my spot so aggressively that I felt pain down there.
“Like that slut.” He growled as the knots started forming in the pit of my stomach, I was getting closer to the edge of shattering but before that he pulled back, laughing at me.
“So pathetic.” The Tyrant taunted before thrusting his fingers in my mouth, “Taste yourself and know behind all your good wife facade, you are just a filthy little whore who loves to get chased and fucked by a stranger.” His words of degradation made me more attuned to him, the fuck is wrong with me?
Am I the defective one here for liking all these fucked stuffs?
Next second I felt something in my back, a cold metal, wait, is that a knife? I struggled as the panic surge into me, “No leave me..”
He didn’t say anything as my body went stiff, no I can’t move and let the knife cut my skin.
Hearing the white top cut open, I regained some strength to got out of his hold, running again, holding my ripped top so it don’t fall.
His loud sadistic laughter echoes in the air and my legs were almost in the verge of giving up when my foot hit the rock and I fell down.
Shit..
My knees scrapped as I turned to look at the devil looming over me, I can’t stand, still dragging my ass back to get away from him.
The evil glint in his eyes making the greens shine, it’s hauntingly beautiful, “Do you want to run anymore, Slut?” He leaned down, grabbing me by my hair, ugh my scalp hurts.
“Let me go.” My voice shuddered which made him smirk, “I will-“ he stopped then looked down at me holding the top closer to my chest, “Not before marking you so that your husband should see that you are used, marked and owned by a—-“ he stopped and leaned closer to my face, “Tyrant.”
I shivered as he managed to tear the top completely this time, I was naked from the above, the cold air was making my nipples hard as they stood pointed at him.
This is so humiliating and I never felt so exposed before, the tyrant almost gave me heart attack when he slowly traced the sharp side of the knife from my jaw down to my neck, “Try fighting and I’ll make you bleed.”
My breathe hitched as the cold metal of the knife caressed my neck before dropping down to my already achy nipples, he circled around the pointed tips, eyes shining with lust and sadism.
He proceeded to drag the knife down to my navel before he cut my slit floral skirt, exposing me completely to his hungry eyes.
Once he was done, he stood up then grabbed my left arm, dragging me towards the huge tree at a side, pinning me against it, the wood scratching against my back as my ankle aches due to the injury when I fell down.
But all the rational thoughts just died down when he unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock.
“Get ready to be fucked by me, little slut.” And he lifted my left arm before thrusting it in me in a go, I screamed louder, thrashing against him, clawing at his face, neck, or anywhere I could.
His laughter mixed with groan echoed, “Yes fight with me whore, you are making me harder.” And he was not lying, I could feel the way he was hardening further in me as his pierced tip hit my g-spot with every thrust.
“I don’t want this— stop..”
“Oh yeah? Then why is your pussy clenching around me bitch.” He barked out those words, wrapping his fingers around my neck,
“Get it in your little head, slut, your husband would never fuck you like this, he—“
“Because he loves me.” I interrupted him in the middle, staring at the animalistic need in his eyes. “But you want this, you are made for this, your body craves pain..” I continued slapping and punching his chest, not wanting to hear his words.
It’s so bad that I’m so fucking turned on right now, “I don’t want this— Ahhhh”
My sentence ended with a wince because The Tyrant slapped me hard across my face. “You do, you fucking do.”
“Accept it or not, you fucking love this.” My nails dug around his arm as he plowed my cunt, holding me by my neck and tormenting my tits with the other.
It’s so filthy and erotic, the way I’m being treated, I was naked too and he was dressed, owning me.
His pierced cock always just increased the pleasure ten folds, “look down watch yourself getting fucked by me.”
When I didn’t, he tightened his hold on my neck and made me look down, “Watch how this slutty cunt of yours swallowing my cock”
The vision made me dizzy, it’s so raw, so primal, bringing me to the edge, I knew I was close and the smirk on his face gave away that even he could feel it with the way my pussy is clenching around his cock.
“You must have gotten bored by the good wife role.” Saying he pulled out and push me down on the rock, “Open your legs for me because that’s what you are good for.”
My mind and body was so attuned to him that I just submissively obeyed him, letting him get between my legs to fuck me again.
He was so rough, there were no kisses, no sweet words, instead there was just primal need.
The slaps of our skin echoed in this creepy forest mixing with his groans and harsh breathes.
When the tyrant leaned closer my lips parted, gasps and moans escaping from it, he chuckled, “You thought I would kiss you?”
Blood rush to my cheeks and I looked away only to receive a slap on my right tit, “Yes on me when you are getting fucked by me.”
“No one can fuck you like me.” And he straightly bit the skin of my neck and pinching my nipples at the same time.
My eyes rolled back as the pleasure got too much for me, the knots shattering at his last rough thrust which hurt so bad as I cried out in extreme pain and pleasure as the euphoria washed over me.
The toe curling, body shaking orgasm made me saw stars as my pussy throbs with pain.
He pulled out of my pussy, still hard before he held me by my hair, “We aren’t done yet, open that mouth.” I was still shaking at the aftermath of the orgasm when he tapped the pierced tip on my lips.
“Open that fucking mouth.” Another slap from his cock, I parted my lips and let him thrust his cock in my mouth.
I choked almost instantly at his rough thrust, it hit the back of my breathe, making it difficult for me to breathe, the taste of us now lingering in my mouth, “Make me cum bitch.”
“Hollow your cheeks, use your tongue.” I’ve never given anyone blowjob before and now when it’s happening, I just felt clueless, that too in the middle of the forest. “Like that, breathe through your nose.”
I let him guide me, trailing my tongue on it from the tip to the base, breathing slowly from my nose, “Good slut.” He pulled out and tap it against my cheeks, “Stick that tongue out and hands behind your back.”
It’s so bad that I obeyed him so perfectly, giving into his sadistic ways as he stroke his hard on, he was huge, the tip glistening with his precum and my saliva as he stroke it, “I’m going to paint this beautiful face of yours.”
True to his words, he did, the ropes of hot cum shot on my tongue before he aimed it all over my face then neck, as it drips further down to my chest.
The Tyrant looked down at me before he forced me to stand as he dragged me up, “I fucking love you so much.” And slammed his lips harder on mine, it was too sensual and passionate, he could taste himself on my tongue and I didn’t back off to wrap my arms around his neck this time.
“You okay?” That was his first question when he broke the kiss, I nodded but then something happened, my vision blurred and I started crying.
I didn’t know why I was crying but it was just different, “Hey darling, did I hurt you?”
Yuvraaj panicked but I just don’t know what to say, “No.” I let out with a sniff and dashed against his chest, crying louder.
It just got overwhelming for me, is this how sub drop feels like when you feel like a crap after a mind blowing sex?
“It’s ok, baccha I’m here, you know I love you right?” I hummed, “Let me help you then.” He broke the hug and take off his jacket as he slowly made me wear it, it was enough to hide my nakedness.
“You’re fine, it’s ok to feel like this.” He picked me in his arms, “Let’s go home so that I can give you a nice warm bath and make you feel better.”
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When I woke up I found myself on the comfy bed with my husband sleeping beside me, his arm wrapped around me protectively, the scenes of last night flashes infront of me.
The sex in the forest, my breakdown, I didn’t know why I had the weirdest sub drop last night, when Yuv took me back to the farmhouse and gave me bath, I cried more, he was so calm and gentle, kissing my forehead and fingers again and again when he bathe me and then feed me good.
Even Aansh woke up and saw me crying, my little one gave me the warmest hug and even said how much he loves me, he is so mature of his age.
But in all these I can’t forget that the role play and the sex was incredible, something out of the blue and it just blew my mind and unleash the other side of me.
“Hey good morning.” My husband was up, “Morning.” I snuggled closer when he kissed my head.
“Did you sleep well, darling?” I hummed, leaning into him as he caressed my hair. “Good girl.” He whispered.
we stayed like that for few mins and then we heard a soft knock on the door, “Must be Aansh.” I pulled back.
“I’ll check.” He kissed my forehead and got off the bed.
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“Are you planning to hop on?” Yuvraaj asked when we walked towards draven who was standing there calmly and playfully wiggled his tail when he saw us.
After breakfast, we thought to meet Draven, Aansh was in the other side playing with the caretaker.
“Should I?” I remembered the first time when we came here and I hopped on it with Yuvraaj, “Yes.”
Draven looks scary but he is the calmest and the most sweetest, I held Yuvraaj’s palm and got on it, caressing his head, my husband got behind me just like last time.
He neighed out loud before running to the direction of the forest, I remembered our last night here, how rough and primal it was, “You think something, Jaanu?” My husband nudged.
I turned my neck a bit and answered, “No.” he laughed cheekily at me.
After the ride, I made Yuvraaj agree for a picture with me, not that it was a tough task because he was all already.
Collaboration post.
jahnvi_ and the_yuvraajkhurana
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20k comments.
sayantika.s This is such a perfect click😍 You twoooo are so fictional.
shravani.datta So Royal.
aashika.raichand my fav couple🥰
the_vikramsinghania As always my best friend is dressing up perfectly.
the_ryankapoor perfecto 🫰 I mean you and draven 😍😍
User1 ERRR WHAT? Did she really posted a collaboration pic with Yuvraaj???? Omggg
User2 Omgg themmmm.
User3 Mommy daddy 🥵
User4 My parents are so hot🥹
User5 They compliments each other so much 💚
User6 SOMEONE PINCH THERE IS NO WAY SHE POSTED A PICTURE WITH HIM.
User7 Their first official post? Ahhh I’m screaming.
User8 I’m so jealous but them 🥹>>>>
User9 this just broke the internet.
User10 so old money vibes.
User11 Yuv daddy is so rich.
User12 Jahnvi the lucky bitch.
User13 so hottttt
User14 ugh I don’t know whether I want to be her or be with her,
User15 when everyone is saying Jahnvi is the lucky one here, I would love to say that Yuvraaj is the luckiest because she is his wife.
User16 THEIR FIRST OFFICIAL POST! AHH POWERCOUPLE
User17 Kisi ki nazar na lage 🥹
User18 I love them so much.
User19 can’t stop laughing at Vikram and Ryan’s comments. They are so best friends coded.
User20 someone should write a book on them.
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I’m keeping eyes on Yuvraaj and yes he hasn’t smoked at all from last day after promising me.
Does he really love me that much to leave his addiction?
No, he told me, I’m his only addiction.
My eyes gazed at my beautiful man who was speaking with someone on call, he is happy with me and our son but something is wrong with him, there is a part of him which he hasn’t shared yet.
I do want him to do it, release the burden of the thing which is haunting him.
“I’m flattered.” This snapped me out of my thoughts.
“Huh?”
“I mean the way you are giving me hearty eyes.” I shook my head and stood up walking to him, “Yuv?”
“Haanji Yuv ki jaan?” My heart fluttered at his words.
He pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around my waist, “pehle aap meri baat dhyan se Sunna thik?” He nodded as my palms rested on his chest.
Looking up at his perfect forest green eyes which held only love for me I let out, “I want to know the real you, Yuvraaj, your past, your issues, your problems, share it with me please, release all the burdens.”
My palms slowly caressed his chest, “You already know me sweetheart, the real me.” He leaned closer and placed soft kisses on my cheek to neck as my head tilted to give him the access.
“You are distracting me.” I fisted his polo T-shirt, “No I’m just loving my wife.” He murmured out the words, “Because I can,”
“You don’t trust me enough to share your problems with me right?”
He didn’t stop placing soft kisses on my neck, “You are the only person I trust, little emerald.” That nickname always made me feel warm and fuzzy.
“Then do I have the right to know everything about you?” I didn’t budge even though I was already loosing control with the way he was nibbling my neck.
“You do and I’ll tell you everything at the right time.” He whispered against my skin before gifting me a fresh bite there.
I moaned and pulled him close, fisting his hair,
“Mamma.” I and Yuvraaj pulled back at the lightening speed as Yuvaansh rushed inside with room.
“Bad time champ.” Yuvraaj whispered as I fixed my hair and got in my knees to match my little one’s height, “What’s wrong little one?”
“This.” He showed me the painting he did, “Mamma, Dad and Aansh.” Yuvraaj joined us too as we looked at the perfect painting made by our son.
I do feel he would be a great artist when he grows up .
“This is so good Jaana, I love this.”
“I love this too, Aansh.” Yuvraaj said as our little one blush and giggled.
“Aansh loves mamma and dad.”
“We love you more, Aansh.”
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Thank you for reading guys, next chapter has a leap.
Chapter 46 A (lots of Angst, leap, cameo of Shravani.)
Chapter 46 B (Angry makeup sex, Jahnvi’s love confession.)
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TROOPS OF TEARS AND TEMPTATIONS.
FORCED MARRIAGE
SECRET MARRIAGE
SHE FELL FIRST BUT HE FELL HARDER
BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND / BEST FRIEND’S SISTER.
KNIFE PLAY
IMPACT PLAY
SOMNOPHILIA
EXHIBITIONISM
VIOLENCE
MENTAL HEALTH REPS
BODY POSITIVITY REPS
MID SIZE FEMALE LEAD
SELF HARM
ATTEMPTED TO SUICIDE
TRAUMA BONDING
JEALOUSY
BILLIONAIRE X BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS
ABORTION
GROVELLING
I hope you all are excited for this one. (I may add more tropes later)
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