Her Path of Thorns

Author's POV

The thick forming clouds were turning darker than before, the whole atmosphere was getting cold and windy.  People who were walking here and there started to move forward for the shelters as nature was all set to rain. The smell of fresh mud was enough to essay the tensions in the air. And like it promised, the dark clouds began to drop drizzling drops like a warning for those people who are still outside without any shelter. 

Birds and animals found some space under trees, while people too stood under trees while some of the people were standing under the roof of buildings and shops. 

People with Vehicles Speed up to save themselves from getting drenched. So did Sanjiv too. 

Sanjiv switched on the wipers of his car to get a vision of the path. Running his left hand on his wet hair he managed to drive with his right hand for a few seconds. 

"Koushy shut the window glass properly," he said and concentrated on driving wheels.

Koushy a.k.a Koushalya who was sitting beside him did as he told her. Holding her pallu of saree she shivered under the cool breeze of ac. 

Seeing her shivering body Sanjiv turned off the car AC and handed her his white kerchief to wipe her wet face.

Just a few minutes before the newly married couples were returning from their in-law's place, and all of sudden the weather changed. And all above that Sanjiv's car stopped in the middle of nowhere, he had to get down and look after the car issue. He was checking the engine while Seeing him getting wet in the rain koushy could not sit back like that, she too got down and held the umbrella for him. Thank god for her mother-in-law already gave them an umbrella predicting the weather. Sanjiv told her so maybe times to get inside, but she didn't listen to him. In this, all chores both got drenched in rain as the umbrella wasn't big enough to cover both of them at the same time.

After a few minutes Sanjiv held her hand and made her sit inside along with him, hopefully, he solved the engine problem. Without wasting another second he drew back to their home as it was already getting dark outside, and they didn't want to spend the night in the pouring rain.

Thankfully they arrived before 9 in the night and the rain was still lashing out. Getting out of the car both ran inside their home but they couldn't avoid getting wet in the meantime. 

Unlocking the main door, koushy went inside along with her husband who was busy removing his wet shirt. 

[ Note:-  slight Mature content ahead ]

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Koushy ran to their bedroom and grabbed two towels. One for herself and another for her husband. Walking to the hall, she handed him a towel and freed her wet hairs from the bun. 

Her mustard color chiffon plain saree was sticking to her body like a second skin, due to the water drops, her saree became transparent giving a good view of her tight blouse and other assets. 

Sanjiv, who was drying his face with a towel, suddenly his eyes fell on the exposed part of her waist. 

At first, he averted his gaze thinking it would be wrong to watch her in this state, but the other part of him wasn't ready to take his eyes off her.

He can see her curves and flawless skin through her wet piece of saree. Koushy was busy drying her hair, she put all her hair on the left side of her shoulder giving him a better view of her back. She was unaware of her acts and coming consequences. 

" I'll change in the guest room after that I'll prepare something for dinner," koushy said and wiped her hands with a towel, when she didn't get any reply from him she looked up at him.

Sanjiv was staring at her from top to bottom, his intense gaze made her conscious of herself. Then only Koushy paid attention to her transparent saree, she flushed in embarrassment realizing their current state. But she didn't dare to open her mouth, she adjusted her saree properly covering her exposed part and was about to leave from there, but she stopped when she felt his hold on her hand. 

Sanjiv couldn't control himself from stopping her, her innocent acts aroused him. Being married for almost two months still didn't consume their marriage. And the reason was Koushy. On their wedding night itself, she requested him to give her some time to adjust and he agreed. But each passing day it was hard to control his desires. Leaving under the same roof, sleeping in the same bed wasn't helping him much. He's a man with needs and desires yet he controlled himself only for her. But today it was something else. 

No matter how much he tried to resist himself, he couldn't succeed. He lost himself against his needs and desires. At that moment he wanted her more than anything else.

Koushy was tongue-tied when he stopped her from going anywhere, slowly closing the distance between them Sanjiv hugged her from behind. His hot breaths were against her neckline, his bare muscles were touching her skin.

Instead of blushing, she was scared of their closeness.

She isn't ready, not yet.

Sanjiv placed both hands on either side of her waist, when their skin came in contact with each other a sudden rush of nervousness hit Koushy. 

She tried to take his hands from her waist, but his strong grip didn't let her. In that meantime, Sanjiv started to place wet kisses on her shoulder like to her collarbone. 

" Sanjiv stop.... please " koushy breathed hard, his dominating auro was on the whole mood. 

" Don't stop me......I already waited for as long as I can....but not anymore......I can't..... please......I need you right now....." Sanjiv spoke against her skin without breaking their hug. Her breath almost stopped when his lips moved on her skin.

Koushy shut her eyes out of nervousness, she didn't expect this....at least not now when they just started to know each other. 

" I'm not ready... ''Before koushy could complete her sentence Sanjiv turned her around and made her look at him. His brown orbs were looking at her with a lot of expectations. She couldn't meet his gaze after knowing his intention. averting her gaze she looked down. 

Sanjiv cupped her cheeks and placed a gentle kiss on the top of her nose and said " don't stop me, I'm your husband. " 

Koushy couldn't deny him, in two months of their arranged marriage she never saw him this much needy. He was almost begging her with his eyes, and she couldn't ignore that. She is scared, If she denied him

He waited a few seconds for her response when she didn't say anything and he took her silence as 'yes'. With a content smile, he lifts her, circling his arms around her, and walks to their bedroom.

Sanjiv continued to pour his desires on her, just like the rain was. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~after a few minutes

" Please........ it's hurting" came a bare whisper of Koushy, digging her nails on his bare skin.

As it was her first time, she was going through a lot of pain but she didn't stop her husband from doing his wishes. 

" Hold on for a few seconds........" Said Sanjiv while panting hard, totally ignoring her pain along with her pleadings. He dipped his head in the crook of her neck for batter access.

With every thrust, his mouth left manly grunts out of the pleasure he was getting from his wife. He continues to pound inside her with full phase.

Koushy wrapped her arms around him for support, biting her lips to control her screams she shut her eyes as she couldn't take this much at her first time itself. 

His manly grunts and the sounds of her heavy breath filled their room.

With a few more thrusts he cum undone, His whole weight was on her as he fell on her after cumming hard, his body was out of his control. in the moment of ecstasy and pleasure, he bites on the crook of her neck, sobbing silently koushalya hissed in pain. 

Taking long breaths Sanjiv rolled beside her leaving an extremely exhausted Koushalya on her own.

As soon as Sanjiv left her, she curled into a ball holding her abdomen with both hands. She couldn't control her tears. It was way more than painful. 

" Thank you so much..........it was incredible, '' he whispered in Koushalya's ear and kissed her cheek.

He went to the washroom and came back after cleaning up himself in just a few minutes. He grabbed his boxers from the cupboard and wore them. covering himself with the duvet Sanjiv closed his eyes to get some sleep as it's already 2:45 am. 

'Maybe he didn't see me crying, otherwise, he would've not ignored it ' Koushalya convinced herself this way.

Sanjiv is a beast when it comes to intimacy. he was so lost in his pool of pleasures that he didn't even notice her shivering body. All he cared about was to satisfy his needs and pleasures as he waited for two long months for this. 

Grabbing his shirt which was laying beside her, she wore it and took small steps towards the bathroom as it was difficult to walk. all credit goes to her husband who took her more than three times in her first time itself.

After getting inside, Koushalya looked at herself in the mirror. Her neckline was filled with red and purple hickeys. Leaving a long sigh she cleaned herself. 

The hot water on her skin felt so soothing. after getting fresh up she wrapped herself in the towel and came out. The atmosphere was in pin-drop silence as the rain stopped just a few minutes ago. But the chillness and smell of fresh mud were there to make sure of the existence of rain. 

By the time Sanjiv was sound asleep. Koushalya grabbed her nightgown from her closet to wear as the previous track pant was little discomfort for her after whatever happened a few minutes ago. 

She hurriedly got changed into it. Tying her hair in a bun, Koushalya lay down beside her husband to sleep. But sleep was far away from her. 

It's been two months since their arranged marriage, yet she never felt like a new bride. Everything surrounding her was so unaffected which she didn't expect. 

She always dreamt about her married life, as every girl does. Being married to the person whom you like....or maybe love. 

She had a lot of wishes after marriage, like sharing her day with him when he comes back from the office. Doing the cute little things which make him smile. She blushes whenever they fall into intimacy, weekend outings. movie nights, cooking and feeding each other, a few 'miss you' words along with a few hugs here and there, and a lot more.

But nothing was happening like her wish, it's been two months since their marriage. They barely know about each other's likes and dislikes. They didn't even talk much with each other especially Sanjiv. 

He talks to her only when he needs something for himself. Other than that he never opened up with her. Maybe he needs time to open up to her, that's what Koushalya thought. 

Turning towards his side, she looked at him with longing eyes.

She couldn't stop herself from placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. 

No matter how careless he is towards her. but Koushalya wouldn't do the same with him. 

After all, he's her husband.