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Author's pov

2.5 months later.

Vrinda lay in their room on the bed. Her face held no expression as if she is so tired of everything going around. In Abhiraaj's absence her parents came almost 4 times asking her to come home and spend some time with them. Even her mother in law encouraged her to go. But how can she?, she was already aware of their intentions to bring her back.

So she denied every time. But for how long can she resist.

When now..... Thinking so her hand travelled to her stomach . She gave it a gentle caress and tears filled her eyes. She stuffed her face in the pillow and cried.

She miss him so much , the loneliness was eating her up. It was late night already. She took a bath and wore his white cotton kurta and nothing else . Went and lay on the bed again. Her damp hairs scattered on the bed in anger.

On the other hand.

Abhiraaj finished the work by 2st month but issues erupted consuming more of his time here. He did called daily but after few weeks she stopped talking.

He misses her so much , he even sent letters and recieved no replies from his beloved. All of this was turning so messy and today finally he put an end to all the work and was already on the way to home.

Past midnight he walked inside the haveli. It was calm and dark.

He walked to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water a nd surprisingly found his mother there. He bend down and touched her feet. She was heating oil maybe to massage her hairs as always.

"Kaisa hai mera sher bachcha?" Asked his mother caressing his face with longing in her eyes.

"Hum thik hain maa... Aap bataiye .. apane kaha tha jab hum wapis aayenge tabhi aap hume so baat bataengi jo aap ek mahine pehle batane wali thi..." This brought a mixed expression on her face.

"Hmm ..... Apni patni se baat nahi hoti tumhari...?" She questioned.

He pressed his lips in a thin line sighing away running a hand through his already messy hairs.

"Wo naraaz hain humse ...." He whispered dejectedly.

"Kyun...kya kiya hai tumne?" His mother said.

"Waada kiya tha jaldi aane ka ... Jo poora na ho saka..." This made a chuckle left his mother.

"Hmm phir sahi naraaz hai tumse ..... Usse tumhari zaroorat thi or tum yahan nahi the..." She said.

"Zaroorat thi? Kya hua sab thik to hai na..." Saying so he moved his foot towards their room but she held him again with a serious expression now.

"Tumhare jaane ke kuch hafte baad pata chala ..... Wo maa banne wali hai...." This froze him softening all his worry. His heartbeat fastened and the top of his ears turned red.

"Tumhe yaad kar rahi thi bahut , tabhi se usne tumse baat karna band kiya or tumhara intezaar kiya. Uske maa baap aaye the kai baar usko lene par wo gayi ho nahi..... PTA nahi kyun? Beti apni maa ke paas zayada khush rehti hai , par bahu nahi gyi ".

"Jao upar hi hai mil lo araam se ..." His mother said walking away.

While Abhiraaj stood feeling immense joy of being a father and guilt of letting her suffer alone and face those trash parents again in his absence.

He walked to their room in hurry to see his wife. His vrinda. His bulbul.

He entered inside opened the wooden doors. There was darkness in the room except one lantern burning near the bedpost.

Her figure lay on the bed. On HIS side. on HIS pillow. And as he walked closer he also realised she was wearing HIS clothes.

He walked near her and sat on the space beside her torso. Her eyes immediately scrunch up inhaling his familiar scent and her sleepy eyes opened.

She saw him sitting in front of her with his hand tucking the loose starnd of her hair behind her ear and his eyes fixed on her face busy admiring her as he saw her after so long.

Despite all the chaos the pregnancy glow on her face was so prominent that he fell in love all over again with the women who first completed him by become his ardhangini and now by becoming mother of their children.

Seeing her shocked expression and moist eyes he realised how much her heart was longing for his presence. He bend down kissing her forehead lovingly which broke her into sobs and he hugged her.

She immediately threw her arms around her clutching tightly on his bread shoulders. He tried not to hold her so tight but her desperate grip made her do otherwise.

He kissed her ear comforting her cries as he wasn't liking her weeping like this.

He ran his hand over her hairs and cradled her head closer to his chest. He sat up bringing her closer to him and she kept hugging him trying to know if it's reality or just another dream of her where she see him.

"Hum hi hain bulbul...." Hsi words confirmed her suspicion. She broke the hug and looked at his face. He rested his forehead against hers feeling her this close after so long.

Her fingers digged in his chest as she was clutching his kurta so hard.

She was breathing so fast , her anger was clearly visible so was her sobbing. She gritted her teeth. He lifted her off the bed holding her waist and sat her on his lap.

She sat and pulled the quilt to cover her legs. He cupped her cheeks and caressed her jaw with his thumb to relax the tension.

"Shant hoiye..." He said. She sighed and was about to shift back in her place but he caught her closer and said ...."paas hi rahiye .... " So she stayed.

"Gile baalon mein so gyi aap ..." He questioned running his fingers through her hairs.

"Bulbul please....." He begged for her attention .

"Maa ne bataya...." Saying so his palm came over and rested on her stomach hitching her breath.

Her cheeks heated up realising his awareness to her pregnancy and her clothes.

"Hum papa banne wale hain...." He said more like questioned. He pulled her in a hug.

This time she held him. His tensed muscles softened in her hold. He kissed her neck on the side expressing his love and joy.

She caressed his nape to calm him down as she felt the rapid thump of his heart against her chest.

He looked at her face taking in her presence. His hand slipped behind her neck and pulled her closer.

She gasped as his lips barely brushed against hers. "Please bulbul.... Humne tumhe bahut yaad kiya...." Before he could speak ahead she slammed her lips over his .

She settled properly in his lap straddling him and kissed him. A moan slipped both of their mouths. He held her thighs and pulled her closer making her moan louder in the kiss.

Gripping her hips he kissed her back more passionately. His hands glided over her thighs moving up beneath the kurta and reached her ass .

She was bare beneath.

Sitting in his lap , just in his kurta , that too unbuttoned and sheer white. . her nipples turned erect making their presence more prominent.

She looked softer and fuller in the span of these days.

His body reacted to the need to envelope her. He pressed her hips down in his lap making her feel his hardness.

"See what you did to me...?" He said kissing her throat. She moaned clutching his hairs. Her head fall back and she rolled her hips for a fraction of second to feel the friction but he held them back tightly .

She whined and he loosen his hold. She felt his length on her bare between her legs. She was dripping wet by the need now.

She clenched her thighs hard feelings his caress her bare ass. He squeezed them apart making her face flush red.

"Won't you welcome your husband inside you..." He said thrusting his hips forward allowing her aching pussy to feel hardness of his crotch.

Her hands dropped from his shoulder to unbutton his kurta and pulled it over his head and threw it on the floor.

Shyly her hands moved between them undoing the string of his pyjama and he stood up with her in his arms to let it all down along with his briefs. He didn't remove her kurta allowing her to be calm in her secrecy.

She gasped out aloud feeling his bare cock touch her bare pussy. She moaned just by the mere touch making him stuff his face in her neck growing loudly and saying...."stop with those sinful sounds bulbul I'll loose control and end up fucking you hard forgetting you're already carrying my child....".

She bit her lip shyly. He lift her up to create space. His tip stroked her wet slick she rolled her eyes as her head fall back. She just wants him to shove it inside her. But his teasing was yet not over.

He positioned himself at her hole gasping to be filled up by his cock. He pushed the tip inside her thighs shook and he then slowly brought her down on his lap making his cock disappear inside her.

Unable to control back her moans she moaned. Her nails digged in his biceps.

"I missed it so much , being inside you warm pussy, clenching hard around my cock , squeezing out every drop of my semen inside your pretty womb." He said and laid on the bed with her sitting on him.

"Roll your hips bulbul...." He said holding her ass . Vrinda looked in his eyes. Her slightest movement was causing so much pleasure to her aching pussy that she couldn't help but moan madly.

She removed her kurta throwing it on the floor. Her breasts juggles. Heavy , round , and beautiful.

She rested her palm flat on his chest and arched her back. He was turning more and more hard at her actions.

She rolled her hips in a perfect moment allowing both of them to ride heaven.

Her slight belly bulge and thick thighs were so erotic and beautiful to his eyes that he wasn't getting enough of her.

His palm squeezed her ass as she was rocking her hips. They both needed it since all these days.

Seeing her pace going slow he realised she was tired and flipped the positions bringing her to lay down and he hovered above her.

With a swift motion he thrusted inside her. She moaned softly. This was feeling so good. She had cummed twice but he was still chasing his own.

He was moving deep but at a good pace. They reached their climax together and the way his hot juices spilled inside her she clutched tighter to him.

"Shhh..... Relax..." He said to calm her down .

He slowly pulled out of her and covered both of them with the blanket.

Now she lay with her back pressed to his chest. His lips resting on her bare shoulder. His hand resting on her stomach moving up and down slowly slowly .

She tried her pull her legs up but his kept his own over hers to stop any movements. She halted feeling his still hard cock flat on her ass.

"Dont move bulbul ... Please ...." He groaned halting her movements. She tilted her head to look at his face which seemed so relaxed and calm resting peacefully beside herself.

She was feeling wet again and clenched her pussy hard gripping the sheets. Her back arched on its own. Thinking he slept, her hand moved down towards her pussy.

She shoved that hand between her thighs. Her fingers flicked those sore wet lips. She bit her lips to avoid moaning .

But to her misfortune he was awake. Even a slightest movment from her or a spike in her breathing was enough to let him know of her movements. His eyes were opened and he was looking over her shoulder seeing what she is upto.

His bulbul was busy playing with her sore sloppy pussy still coated in his juices . She rubbed them all over her swollen flesh .

Her fingers were small she wanted his and just as she was thinking of it he caught her hand and pulled it back.

"So fucking greedy and needy you are bulbul..... Let you husband satisfy it all ..." Saying so he parted her thighs in the same position making her feel the heat of his hardened cock.

The tip touched her swollen core , her face turned in embarassment and desire. He came closer shoving in inside her filing her.

"Now sleep like this only..... Stuffed by my cock...." Saying so he patted her ass and closed his eyes again.

While she was stucked between moaning with every tiniest movement or sleeping in his embrace.

See you soon.

This chapter will be paid tomorrow