Asher's eyes were veiled, his gaze neutral. He raised his eyebrows at the sight of his new bride practically naked on the bed. He became flushed with a slight blush on his cheeks as he approached Rania, who sat demurely with her hands folded in her lap. With a quiet reverence, he began to remove his tunic, his chest flexing as he pulled it over his head, exposing them in the candlelight. Rania's eyes widened, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing.
Asher's voice was low and soothing. "Don't be afraid, my dear. I'm your husband now. I'm here to take care of you." He walked towards her, his bare chest gleaming in the candlelight. Rania's heart raced as he leaned down, his hand cupping her face. He stole a kiss, his lips gentle but insistent. Rania felt a flutter in her chest, her body responding to his touch in ways she didn't understand.
Her heart skipped a beat as Asher's lips trailed down her neck, leaving light traces of his kisses on her skin while his fingers gently pushed her dress down her shoulder.
His hand found her breast, his touch soft and exploratory. No man had ever touched her like this before. She didn't know what to make of the sensations coursing through her body.
"Asher, please..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Shh, my dear," he whispered back. "I promise you, it will be alright." His fingers continued to explore her body, sending waves of pleasure and confusion through her. Rania's mind raced, trying to comprehend what was happening, but Asher's touch left her breathless and wanting more.
"Relax, Rania, I'm just fulfilling my duties as your husband"
Rania felt a wave of resentment wash over her. Duty? Was that all she was to him? A duty to be fulfilled?
Her mind raced, trying to comprehend the sensations and emotions swirling within her.
Asher's hands gently pulled down Rania's dress, leaving her breast bare. She became flustered and shocked, her face flushing with embarrassment and instinctively pushed Asher away. Her arm quickly covered her breast, but her cheeks still burned with shame.
"Oh, my goodness!! Asher, please!" she muttered, her voice trembling.
Asher's gaze held a hint of desire, his face slightly flushed from the sight before him. Rania's breasts were full and her arm couldn't cover them fully, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed.
"No man has ever seen me like this," she whispered, her eyes downcast. "This is all so sudden for me."
Asher's expression softened, his eyes filled with a gentle understanding. "I know, my dear. But we are husband and wife now. This is what's expected of us. I promise to be gentle."
Rania's face burned with embarrassment, her arm still covering her breast. She felt vulnerable and unsure, her body responding to Asher's touch despite her reservations.
Asher's gaze was fixated on Rania's naked form, his eyes tracing every curve and dip of her skin with hungry intensity. Asher felt a stirring in his loin, his body responding involuntarily to Rania's beauty and closeness.
As she caught him staring at her breasts, a surge of heat rushed through him, causing him to harden beneath his clothing. Rania blushed under his intense gaze, feeling exposed and vulnerable as he locked eyes with her in silent desire.
She tried to facing the other way but with a look of desire in Asher's eyes, he met Rania's gaze, his stare intense and unwavering. The heat between them was palpable as their eyes locked, causing Asher's body to harden more with need. Rania blushed again under his intense scrutiny, feeling her own arousal building at the sight of him.
A surge of desire and urgency coursed through Asher's body as he tightly gripped Rania's arm and pulled it away from the breast she was covering. Rania was reluctant to move, but her strength was no match for Asher's force. He successfully moved her hands away, revealing the fullness of her chest.
"Your breasts are beautiful Rania," Asher said as he couldn't wait to taste them.
In a bold move, Asher leaned in and claimed Rania's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Rania was shocked by this sudden action, as she felt the heat of his tongue against hers as they shared an intense exchange. Asher pushed her down onto the bed with a gentle force, and continued to explore her body with his mouth, kissing and nibbling on her neck and earlobes while groping on her breasts with his hands. Rania couldn't help but release soft moans and shrieks of pleasure, which she immediately felt ashamed of.
Asher's gentle touch left her feeling uncertain about what was expected of her. As he continued to caress her, Rania's body responded, but her heart was still trying to remain guarded, unsure of how to surrender to this newfound intimacy.
Asher's fervent attentions intensified, drawing more involuntary sounds of pleasure from Rania. She squeezed her eyes shut, torn between giving in to the intoxicating feelings and holding onto her last shreds of resistance.
"Just feel," Asher murmured huskily against her flushed skin. "Don't think, just be calm."
Rania let out a slight shriek as Asher kept teasing her body with kisses and soft touches but then gave a slight frown at his movements as a form of resistance, knowing that her body was betraying her.
But Asher didn't seem to care as he continued fondling one of her breasts, gently playing with her nipples until they hardened under his touch. This was all so unexpected for Rania; she never would have thought something like this would happen if someone had told her. And suddenly, Asher proceeded to taste her breast, filling his mouth with it while sucking on her nipples with unbridled lust. Rania could hardly believe what was happening.
"What is this sensation coursing through my body? I…Is this even allowed? What am I doing?!" She asked herself frantically as she gave into the overwhelming pleasure that Asher's actions were causing.
Asher's lips trailed down Rania's body as he left light kisses in their wake. He moved his hand towards her most intimate area, his fingers grazing over the wetness that had already formed. He looked up at Rania gazing at her lost in ecstacy at his touches. Asher's face flushed as he saw the effect he had on Rania, feeling a rush of heat spread through his body.
He could feel the heat emanating from her private area and the wetness only made him more eager to touch her. As he attempted to slide his fingers into her intimate part, Rania pushed him away in a mixture of fear and panic.
"No…p…please" she said with her voice shaking and her body trembling, feeling disdain at herself as she realized that she was allowing the man whose whole family was the cause of her mother's death to touch her. "What am I doing? What would mother think of me now" she thought to herself.
As Asher tried to reach for her, she let out a scream, pleading for him to stop and let her go. Her heart raced with fear and confusion as she realized what Asher had been trying to do.
Asher immediately pulled back, a look of shock and concern on his face. "I'm so sorry," he said quickly, raising his hands. "I didn't mean to frighten you."
Rania scrambled away from him on the bed, pulling the sheets around herself protectively. Her heart was racing, tears welling in her eyes. "Please, just go," she said, her voice trembling.
Asher's gaze locked onto Rania, her eyes filled with panic from the chaotic situation unfolding around them. Her frightened state only heightened his desire to comfort her. Without hesitation, he reached out to touch her arm, hoping to provide some comfort and calmness. But as his hand came closer, she called out a man's name - Ethan. Asher froze in shock, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He turned to Rania and muttered, "Ethan?"
Rania's eyes widened in surprise as she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, suddenly realizing the mistake she had just made. Her mind raced with anxiety as she tried to come up with a response, knowing that any wrong answer could put Ethan in danger. Asher's heart raced as he asked again, "Who…is Ethan?!"