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Annika stretched herself lazily as she woke up to the calming sound of the waves crashing the shore. The Sun was up already and their room was bright enough to wake a sleeping person. When she tried to lift herself up only did she realized that her movements were restricted. She immediately opened her eyes and saw her husband resting his head right next to hers on the same pillow as he slept on his stomach. His breath was fanning her neck while his stubble were brushing against her bare shoulder, sending chills down her spine. He had his right arm over her bare waist underneath the comforter they were tucked in.

She looked at how perfectly their naked bodies were entangled and blushed, remembering their moments of love last night. She never thought that they could be that passionate and crazy about each other given the way they got married. She always knew that she would end up marrying some random person but she never knew that she would fall in love with that person irrevocably. She never knew that her passions could be heightened up to the level it did last night. It was all beyond her thoughts. She never knew when she fell in love with him as it was like falling asleep; slowly and then all at once. And, she was glad to have fallen so deeply in love with him.

Just then, she felt him waking him. He stretched his arms and lifted his head, only to look at her face. She looked extremely beautiful. Her face was glowing from the aftermath of their love making. Her lips were still swollen while the hickeys around her neck and below shone brightly. They were of deep red and carried his name proudly. Suddenly, a chauvinistic pride made his heart swell. The mere thought that she's all his now gave him that feel. Her ruffled hair which was swept to the other side was messily scattered all over the pillow. She looked just amazing! Amazingly his!

"Good morning!" He wished her, breaking their eye lock and joining their foreheads together.

"Good morning!" She wished him back and was about to kiss his cheeks as usual but Shivaay was quick to react and she was caught in a lip lock instead.

Annika's eyes widened as she went stiff upon receiving the kiss from him, but nevertheless she responded to his kiss with equal fervour and before they had realize, they were kissing each other passionately. The undying flame from the night before was reignited. When they broke from the kiss, Shivaay was hovering Annika and her legs were wrapped around his waist loosely.

"Oh God!" Shivaay groaned as he realized their position and was about to get up when Annika tighten her hold around his neck.

"What are your intentions, Mrs. Annika Shivaay Singh Oberoi?" He asked, with a smirk.

Annika blushed before answering by pulling him into another passionate kiss. Shivaay groaned being in the kiss and worked his hands to pull the comforter over their head and began running his hand over her curves again, delightfully being lost in the world of passion, love and lust.

Flashback (skip, if you're uncomfortable)

As they kissed each other senseless, they realized that the kiss that they were sharing now was a different one from the rest of it. Boundaries were there in the previous kisses, but in this, the boundaries were meant to be broken. The raw passion that they had last night as they made out returned. Shivaay's right hand had slowly travelled above her waist, reaching out to the parts of her he had always wanted to shower his love to. As he cupped her breast gently while deepening the kiss, Annika stood numb, experiencing a strange tingling right beneath her stomach.

"Shivaay!" She gasped, breaking out from the kiss.

Shivaay immediately removed his hand from her asset and looked at her worried.

"Am I taking this too fast?"

She shook her head and took his hand, placing it exactly where it was a few seconds ago. As it dawned to Shivaay of what she was trying to initiate, an unexplainable animalistic instinct was ignited within him. All the suppressed desire and passion came out overflooding like Tsunami. Annika was also feeling nothing less. After a small eyelock that exchanged the desire they have for each other, both of them sealed their lips.

While feasting on her mouth, his right hand which was placed on her breast fondled on it over the thin saree fabric. His another hand reached up to the chopstick that held her bun up and pulled it away, giving way to her natural locks to obey the law of gravity. He loosened her hair by running his finger through it and took a fist of her hair, pulling it gently to further deepen their kiss.

Annika's fist on his collar tighten as she pulled him closer towards her. Their body were literally pasted to each other that even the presence of a thin layer of air would have been impossible.

Shivaay left her lips with one final soft peck and dragged his lips towards her cheeks, planting a soft, wet kiss at every inch of her skin. He tugged on the fist of her hair gently, to angle her head so that he could devour her completely. He breathed from his mouth as he brought his lips through her jawline towards her neck, creating havoc to her senses. Inhaling her sweet fragrance, he placed a wet kiss and began to suck on that spot of her neck, grazing his teeth over it occasionally.

"Shivaay..." she moaned as her grasp on his shoulder tighten. The tingling sensation she had felt earlier intensified and she threw her head back in pleasure, giving him more of her skin to be relished.

Hearing her moan his name, his drives were further turned on. He could feel his shaft growing harder and raised his hand to remove her pallu but stopped when Annika stepped back, gasping.

"What happened?" He asked, worried and impatiently at the same time.

"We're in the garden!" She lowered her gaze, owing to the blush that crept up.

Shivaay smirked before pulling her closer and lifting her in his arms.

"Is the room fine, then?" He asked in a sultry manner.

Annika noded for an answer. Shivaay quickly took fast strides towards their bedroom while Annika was extremely tempted to place her lips over his neck. She gave in to the temptation and attacked his neck just when they entered the villa causing Shivaay to place her down right away. He allowed himself to be pushed by her on the door as she leant against him, taking in every inch of his skin exposed into her mouth.

With her trembling fingers, Annika unbuttoned his shirt one by one and ran her fingers down his torsoe. Shivaay arched his head back as she began kissing his shoulder blades while peeling off his shirt.

"Annika..." He called out to her name when she bit him.

"I'm sorry... I just...", she panicked of hurting him.

"It's fine! It's absolutely fine." He assured her.

"It felt good", he added when she stopped kissing him.

His confession gave her the confidence she needed and she stripped his shirt out of his body. Annika took her own time to kiss every inch of his skin and when she was about to unbutton his pants, Shivaay stopped her and turned her around. He pinned her to the very same wall and pulled her pallu down, very slowly.

"My turn now!" He whispered huskily as he nibbled on her earlobe.

Annika stood against the wall silently as she bit her lower lip to suppress her moans. His kisses all over her neck was doing wonders to her body. She never knew that she could feel jitters down her spine and his warm kisses were teaching her that. She felt herself going weak on her knees and held on to his shoulders tightly.

Shivaay trailed his lips down towards her bossoms and kissed her over the fabric as his hands caressed them, earning a breathy moan from her. She could hardly breath with him savouring her the way he did.

"Breath, Annika!" Shivaay whispered into her ears and removed the pleats that were tucked into her petticoat, removing the saree from her frame. He rested his palm on her bare stomach as his thumb made tiny circles on her soft skin. Shivaay watched her throwing her head back in pleasure as he continued his assaults on her stomach. When she was about to regain herself, he lowered himself and placed a kiss on her stomach.

"Urrm... Shivaay!", She gasped as she tighten her hold on his shoulder.

"Let's take this to the room!" She instructed him as she pulled him up.

They kissed their way towards the bedroom, stumbling against every furniture in the Villa and stopping at almost every other wall to shower the other person with their love. As they found their way into the room, Annika's petticoat was ripped off by her husband while his pants was lying somewhere she threw them to. They were still kissing each other feverishly when her leg hit the end of the bed and both of them fell on top of it.

Shivaay looked at their condition and burst into laughter as Annika admired him after her share of laughter. As he slowly recomposed himself, Annika scooted closer towards him, keeping their eyelock intact. She rose her hand to cup his face and slowly uttered, "I need you, Shivaay. I want you! I want all of you! And I love you!".

Hearing her, Shivaay also cupped her face and whispered back an 'I love you' to her as he slowly locked their lips together. From her cheeks, he slowly lowered his hand towards the back of her blouse. He unclasped the hooks and slide it down her frame. Her beautiful, soft mounds spilt from it. Pushing her by her waist gently to make her lie on her back, Shivaay hovered her right away.

"You're beautiful!" He assured her when he found a little insecurity speak through her brown eyes.

As she lowered her head, blushing, Shivaay lowered himself and took her peak into his mouth. Annika's mouth quivered, causing all her moans to be muffled. Her toes curled as he delightfully ran his tongue over her peaks. As she took his assault in one by one, she felt her bodily fluids concentrating down her womanhood. As he showered equal amount of attention to both her mounds, his fingers trailed down to peel her panties off. Annika helped him to remove it half-way and tugged on his boxers. Shivaay helped her in doing so and as soon as his boxers' fabric was lowered, his shaft sprang out. Annika felt herself getting turned on further with that view of her husband while Shivaay watched his wife lying on the bed, waiting to be his completely in all manners! His eyes then fell on the big box that his father had gifted him. He swiftly opened it, took one of the metallic packet out and wrapped his shaft with the content of it.

Shivaay then lowered himself and placed his shaft right in front of the valley of her love.

"This will hurt, but I'll try to go slow", he informed her being concerned. She nodded her head, giving him a yes to it. She could hardly manage to build a sentence to reply him. All her senses had been invaded by him and it was creating a havoc in her.

He locked their lips together again as he teased his shaft on her entrance. As her lips quivered, due to the moans, he immediately entered her valley of love. Annika closed her eyes tightly, trying to absorb the pain as his shaft tore the soft hymen tissue of hers, thus breaking her virginity. He remained still inside her, to give her some time to adjust to him and began thrusting into her only when she moved her hips against him. He continued to thrust in an increasing pace as she squirmed underneath him, meeting each of his thrust. The room was filled with their moans and groans as they drowned themselves in the sea of passion. As they drowned deeper, reaching their climax together, they moaned their partner's name loudly.

Panting, Shivaay rested himself on the brim of her neck while Annika moved her arms around his shoulder, hugging him.

"I love you!" He whispered, kissing her cheeks as he regained his strength.

"I love you too!" She breathed out.

Soon, the rain that poured witnessed the union of the soulmates over and over again through the night.

Flashback ends!

"Here you go! I don't need this!" Annika proudly flicked her hair back as she handed the small bottle to Gauri.

"What? But, why? How come?" Gauri asked confused.

"The right time came last night. He... ", she stopped to control her blush and continued, "we confessed our feelings to each other last night and let it flow out!" She replied, hiding the details as much as possible. She can't possibly let her know about how exactly they did it. Making out was different, but this was an entirely different feel. It was special. It was their moment of love!

"What am I supposed to do with this Prem Boothi now?" Gauri sulked.

"Give it to Om!" Annika replied almsot right away.

"Om doesn't need this actually. I got this during our trip to Bareilly, right before the wedding; when I ran away. At that time, despite having dated each other for a year and a half, Om would still never proceed more than just mere kisses. I thought he might have a low libido and bought it, but never had the chance to use it! So when you told the story, I just have it to you! And now even you don't want it! What am I supposed to with this, then?"

"Just throw it away! This is very stupid too, in reality!" Annika reprimanded her as the two girls continued to shop a few more souvenir for their in-laws.

"Did she liked the arrangements last night?" Om asked Shivaay.

"Yes dude! Thank you so much for helping me out with the plan. I owe you big time!" Shivaay said as he gave a fist bump to Om.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Shivaay asked.

"Gauri and I are flying back early morning tomorrow, so I guess right after the countdown, we'll be heading back into our Villa. Yours?"

"I don't know yet! But, I want to do something to make her feel special! But, I'm running out of ideas. I really don't know what to do for her!" Shivaay sulked.

"I wish I could help, but you know how different Gauri is from Annika! So, good luck brother. And, thank you very much, yet again! After a very long time, Gauri had been contented genuinely. I just hope that everything will go well when meeting her parents!"

"Good luck with that, Om. And, I'll get to you once we're back in Mumbai. We shall meet up more often!" Shivaay told him.

Just then, the girls were back with their shopping bags. Each of them had like about six bags in each of their hand. The men reached out to help their wives with the things but gulped in fear when they heard them saying that their shopping was not over yet!

"How much more is left, exactly?" Shivaay gulped as he imposed the question.

"Just need to get something for ourselves! Souvenirs are done, at last! Then, after this, we can roam all we want!" Annika giggled.

"Or stay in as much as we want!" Shivaay winked, making her gasp. She hit his shoulder playfully and thanked her lucky stars that Gauri and Om were arguing on something, hence, their attention was completely off Shivaay and Annika.

That night, as they brought in New Year together, Shivaay made a promise to himself. He promised to always, always cherish Annika as his most prized possession like she is and keep her smiling her entire life. Annika on the other hand promised to herself to be a better wife to Shivaay and be his supporting shoulder whenever he needs her and most importantly, she wished that they remained happily ever after!

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To be continued...

P.S. Next chapter will be the last. And it might take some time. Please do have patience! Thank you!