Chapter Twelve

*Some Bengali - translations in parentheses*

"Purnima," Anannya said, "what are you saying? She's older now and the truth is out so-"

"So she can't go like this," Purnima replied.

"What?"

"She's going to her sasural! Khushi emon kore jaite parbena (Khushi can't go like this)! She has to be given away properly."

"Of course, of course!" Anannya sucked her teeth. "Don't scare me like that Purnima. You'll never change."

Purnima laughed. She took Khushi in and Khushi washed up and brought Khushi out, all dressed up in a lehenga and adorned with jewelry. Arnav gazed away at her and Khushi didn't dare to look up, all shy.

Purnima held a box in her hand and opened it up. "Malik, I've held onto this for a long time and have taken really good care of these."

Arnav looked in and took out a mangalsutra.

Anannya's eyes swelled with tears. "You held onto this?"

"Of course," Purnima replied. She turned to Arnav. "Malik, would you please?"

Arnav nodded and unhooked the necklace and placed it around Khushi's neck. Khushi felt a tickle on her neck and she looked up at Arnav, who was already gazing at her. Purnima took out the small pot of sindoor and Arnav took a pinch of it. He looked into Khushi's eyes and she stared back. As he placed the sindoor on her maang, Khushi kept her eyes shut, officially leaving her single life.

Purnima held a tray with rice and as Khushi left, she tossed handfuls of rice behind her. She sat in the car and they drove over to Raizada Estate and Khushi was happily welcomed into her new home. She knocked over the little pot with rice over and stepped into a pool of alta and stepped into her new home.

"There's just one thing left to do," Dadi said.

"And what's that," Anjali asked.

"We have a family tradition that when a man in our family gets married, he has to carry his newly wedded wife to their room."

"Really," Arnav asked.

"Of course," Arbaz said. "I did the same when I married your mother, kyun meri jaan," and he nudged Anannya lightly.

"Aap bhi na," Anannya blushed.

"Well then," Anjali said, and she went over to Arnav's side, "tradition is tradition Chote, and I know you don't-"

"Di, say no more," Arnav said and he swooped down and picked Khushi up.

Everyone clapped and Arnav looked down at his wife, who was holding onto him and staring into his eyes. Arnav went up the stairs and walked down the hall and into his room, shutting the french doors with his feet.

Arnav stood still and looked at Khushi. She looked away, anywhere but his face. Arnav put her down and Khushi turned away. He placed his hands on her waist and tried to nibble on her neck but Khushi moved his hands away and moved away. She tried to walk out of his grip but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her in. Arnav looked at her but Khushi looked away.

He scrunched his eyebrows. "Khushi?" He held her face. "What's wrong?"

Khushi moved his hands off her face. "Nothing."

"Then why are you acting like this?"

"Because I can. Got a problem with that?"

"Khushi please. Tell me. Everything is okay now and you're my wife-"

"Yeah right."

"Excuse me? Khushi we are now legally married and now you're my wife-"

"But I don't consider you my husband."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm nothing but your bitch, not your wife."

Khushi moved away and Arnav got mad and grabbed her wrist and placed her arm behind her, her facing him.

"Let go of me," Khushi said, keeping calm.

"No. Khushi forget I ever said that. That was before. Everything is different now."

Khushi raised an eyebrow.

"Really Khushi. Honest. I've realized that I love you," he said, cupping her face.

"Love? You? Since when did you learn how to crack jokes, Malik?"

"What? Khushi please, don't call me that, but by my name, and I'm serious-"

"As if!"

"Khushi what do I have to do prove to you that I've realized my mistake. I love you. I really, truly love you." Arnav got down on his knees. "And I will do anything to keep you happy. Even if I have to give up my-"

Khushi placed a hand over his lips. "Don't."

Arnav took her hands in his and held them tight. "Khushi, I love you. I love you more than anything and more than anyone in the world. In fact, you are my world."

Khushi couldn't help but smile. "A person serious like you can be this mushy?"

"Shut up. Don't ruin the moment."

Khushi laughed. Arnav liked seeing her laugh and he stood up and held her tight.

"I promise you Khushi, that I will do whatever it takes to keep a smile on your face. I will do anything, you name it."

"Anything?"

He cupped her face and looked her straight in the eyes. "Anything."

Khushi held his hands and looked at him. From the look on her face, Arnav could tell she wanted to say something but Khushi didn't. She looked away and gave Arnav a tight hug. Arnav thought about it for a second and then understood.

Arnav tilted her face up and kissed her lightly on her lips. Khushi drew in a sharp breath and Arnav kissed her again. Khushi's lips parted, managing to break through her nervousness. Arnav kissed her nice, slow, and softly. Khushi liked the feeling and a small silent moan came from her throat. He moved to her cheek and kissed her. Khushi blushed and Arnav looked up and removed her dupatta off her head and released her hair from her bun. The sight of the sindoor gave Arnav a warm feeling, more than happy to know that Khushi was officially his and no one else's.

He looked back down at Khushi and cupped her face and came in for a kiss. Khushi parted her lips just as he came in and he kissed her softly. She clutched onto his vest, moving in closer to him. While Arnav explored her mouth and sucked on her tongue, he moved his hands away and held her by her waist. Khushi let out a small moan and her back arched forward from his touch.

Arnav went deeper with the kiss and Khushi got too caught up in it. He slipped his hand up her back and unzipped her top, all the way down. When Khushi felt his hands on her back, she broke away and turned away and held onto the bed post, catching her breath.

Arnav went to her side and whispered in her ear. "Do you trust me?"

Khushi's grip tightened and she drew in a sharp breath, shutting her eyes. Khushi loosened up and let out her breath and nodded. Arnav moved Khushi's hair aside and ran his fingers down her back and Khushi's grip tightened on the post. He moved it apart, fully exposing her back, and Khushi let go of the post and let it slip off and fall to the floor. Arnav unclasped the skirt and it fell to the floor, revealing Khushi's natural glory.

Arnav held Khushi around the waist and brushed his lips on her ear. "I love you Khushi," he whispered.

Khushi felt tingles run up her spine and she placed her hands on his and held them tight. Arnav looked around at her face and saw that she was smiling and that made him smile as well. He moved down to her neck and kissed her there. He moved on her shoulder and nibbled everywhere and then bit into her flesh, licking it to ease the pain, and then leaving a kiss.

Khushi loved the feeling and enjoyed every bit of it. She turned to face him and cupped his face in her hands and then leaned in and kissed him, nice and softly. It was a short kiss and she looked away, blushing. Arnav led her around the bed and made her lay down and came on top of her.

As Arnav came in to kiss her, Khushi held his face in her hands and Arnav kissed her passionately. As the kiss deepened, Khushi put her arms around his neck, not wanting any distance. She let go and caught up on her breath, her chest heaving up and down. Arnav moved to her neck and nibbled on it.

"I love you Khushi," he murmured, his lips brushing on her neck.

Khushi put her fingers through his hair and held him tight. Arnav moved to the other side of her neck and nibbled on it and then trailed back up to her lips.

"I love you Khushi," he murmured on her lips, his lips brushing on her's.

Khushi's lips parted and she reached up and kissed Arnav. She loved how he was admitting his love for her and Khushi pulled him in close, wanting him. She let out a moan and Arnav moved down to her throat and kissed her there, trailing up to her chin.

"I love you Khushi," he whispered.

That was four times he had admitted his love for her. And even more from before! Now it was time she told him how she felt.

Khushi tugged on Arnav's hair and made him look up. "I love you too," she whispered.

Arnav smiled and held her close, burying his face in her neck. Khushi placed her arms through his and tears of joy swelled up in her eyes. Arnav was happy to know that she loved him and now he wanted nothing but to make love to her.

Arnav kissed her cheek and looked at Khushi. Tears flowed down her cheeks and Arnav stopped it, kissing them away. He moved back to her lips and kissed her. Khushi parted her lips and allowed Arnav's tongue to enter her mouth and explore it. She pulled him in, her arms around his neck. The kiss was passionate but then it went wild.

They were kissing each other with no control, wanting the other badly. Khushi unbuttoned his vest and his shirt and Arnav came up and threw them off. Khushi couldn't resist him a second and sat up as well and kissed him, cupping his face. They continued to kiss, Khushi on standing on her knees, one arm around his neck, using her other hand to caress his face. Arnav had his hands on her waist, having her body against his.

She let go to catch on her breath and Arnav moved around her neck and throat, kissing it and nipping it here and there. He trailed down to her breasts and trailed his tongue down her cleavage. Khushi tugged on his hair and let out a moan. Arnav loved the sound of it and did it again, trailing back up.

"Mmm… stop torturing me," Khushi whispered.

But Arnav didn't listen. He trailed down again and Khushi tugged on his hair.

"Mmph… please?"

Arnav moved to her breasts and bit into them, licking it to ease the pain and then leaving a kiss.

"Aah… do it more…"

Arnav bit down into a breast and Khushi tugged on his hair. He licked it and then moved to the nipple and licked it.

"Aah! … do it again…"

Arnav moved to the other one and licked the nipple, going in circles with his tongue.

"Aah! … do it more…"

Arnav bit her breast and Khushi pulled on his hair. Her back arched forward from the excitement and Khushi was loving this. She titled Arnav's face up and kissed him, sucking on his lower lip, hard. She explored his mouth and sucked on his tongue, hard. She let go and trailed down to his neck and kissed it and bit down on it, licking it and then blowing on it. Arnav loved the cool feeling and he tugged on her hair. She did it again and Arnav was enjoying this.

Khushi trailed up to his ear and brushed her lips on it. "I love you," she whispered.

Arnav turned to look at her and Khushi caressed his face.

"I love you," she whispered again, "and I want to be yours forever."

Arnav put his fingers through her hair and kissed her and then leaned his forehead on her's.

"Make me yours," Khushi whispered.

Arnav let go of her and looked into her eyes. Khushi looked back in his and both saw the love they had for each other in their eyes. Arnav motioned her to lie down and Khushi did. He came on top and kissed her lightly, at first. They looked at each other a bit and then Arnav came in for another kiss, this one a little more longer and passionate. They looked at each other again and Arnav brushed a strand of hair away and kissed her again, going deep with it this time. It started passionate and went crazy.

Khushi wanted him badly and she moved her hands to his pants and unbuckled his belt. Arnav bit down on her breast and Khushi stopped.

"Aah," she cried out.

He did it again and Khushi clutched onto him.

"Aah," she exhaled.

He licked the nipple and Khushi held on tighter.

"Aah… you're torturing me."

He licked it more.

"Mm… please stop…"

He sucked on it.

"Aah! This feels so good…"

He sucked on the other one harder.

"Mmph! The torture…" Khushi turned her head, unable to stand it, holding the sheets beneath her.

He bit down on her breast.

Khushi clutched onto the sheets. "Aah!"

Arnav licked it and kissed it and when he let go of it, Khushi pushed him off and sat on top of him. She kissed him crazy and let go, catching her breath. She put her hands through his and brought their hands up above his head and kissed him again. This time when she let go, she rubbed her lower region and Arnav tried to release his hands but Khushi held onto his hands tight.

"You tortured me," Khushi whispered, "now I'm torturing you," she smirked with a sexy grin running across her face.

She came down and kissed him again and when she let go, she rubbed her lower region on him again. Arnav felt stuck, being pinned back and unable to do anything about the torture. He felt his pride going overboard and Arnav thought he was going to burst.

"Do you like this," Khushi whispered into his ear, still rubbing.

"You're torturing me."

Arnav felt her smile. "Good," and she nibbled on his ear.

Khushi came up and went a little faster with it and Arnav was hating the torture. He thought he was going to explode but Khushi finally stopped and let go of his hands. She moved down to his pants and unbuttoned it and unzipped it.

"Your pants are filled with excitement," Khushi smirked.

"Shut up."

Arnav rolled over and pinned Khushi down. The two looked into each others eyes and Khushi's chest was heaving up and down. Arnav kissed her on her lips and then went down to her chin, to her throat, licked her cleavage, nipped at her belly button, and went down to her lower region and allowed his tongue to torture her.

Khushi had her fingers through his hair and she arched up from excitement. "Aah…"

Arnav went at it again and Khushi's grip tightened.

"Mmph… aah!"

Arnav was loving this. He moved to the ball of excitement and let his tongue do the magic.

"Aah! … that feels good…"

He did it again.

"Mmph…." She put both hands through his hair and arched up again. "Do it more…"

Arnav listened and Khushi arched up from the excitement.

"Mmph," Khushi moaned, while Arnav continued, "this is… too good… aah!"

Khushi moved along, rubbing her lower region, loving what his tongue was doing. Arnav loved her reaction and he held her waist and moved with her.

"This… feels… too good," Khushi said. "Aah… I love this… but I want you…."

Khushi pulled hard on Arnav's hair, making him stop and move up. She tossed him off and pinned him back. She kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. Khushi moved down and pulled his pants and boxers down and got rid of them.

Arnav was about toss Khushi over, when he felt her bite down on his groin. He tugged on her hair, but that didn't stop her. She kissed it and licked it, torturing Arnav a lot. He tugged on her hair but it made Khushi act more.

"Khushi, stop torturing me," Arnav said, after finally able to make sound come out.

"Torture? What kind of torture? This," and she kissed it. "Or this," and she licked it. "Or this," and she bit down on it.

His grip tightened. "Khushi, stop."

"How about this?"

Khusbi rubbed her lower region on his manhood, not letting him enter her.

"Khushi… stop."

"Why?" She stopped. "Aren't you," and she moved again, "enjoying this?"

"I'd rather have you and myself in you than this torture."

"Really?"

Khushi was caught off her guard and Arnav rolled over and pinned her back. "Really."

Arnav entered Khushi and she took in a deep breath. Her chest heaved as she took in large amounts of air. Once she calmed down, Arnav kissed her and thrusted in and out of her. He let go and moved all over her neck and continued to thrust. Khushi had her fingers dug onto his shoulders as he thrusted.

"You're right," Khushi whispered, "this is… way more… better… aah!"

Arnav kissed her passionately. "I love you Khushi."

He bit down on her neck and Khushi gripped on.

"Arnav…"

Arnav looked up at Khushi, who had her eyes shut, enjoying everything. For once, instead of saying "Malik", she said his name. Arnav loved this and he kissed her again.

"Arnav…"

She said it again and Arnav was beyond happy. He continued to act this way and Khushi nonstop moaned out his name. They had their in hands in each other's, their lips were interlocked, and their bodies moved as one, Arnav thrusting in and out if her.

"Aah… Arnav…."

"Khushi…"

"Arnav…"

"Khushi…"

Arnav moved nice and slowly, kissing her lips delicately and passionately. As they continued, they began to pace up and then they went crazy.

"Oh… Arnav!"

"Khushi…"

"Aah! Arnav!"

"Khushi…"

"Arnav… aah! Arnav please…"

"Khushi…"

Khushi turned her head, feeling herself go crazy. She clutched onto the sheets beneath her and Arnav moved his hands down to her's. He put his fingers through her's and grasped her hands, bringing them up, above her head.

"Arnav…"

He kissed her throat. "Khushi…"

"Mmph… Arnav…"

"Khushi," he murmured into her neck and then bit down.

"Aah! Arnav…"

He licked it and blew on it. "I love you Khushi."

Khushi giggled lightly, feeling ticklish, and Arnav looked at her. "I love you too, Arnav."

Arnav kissed her lightly and Khushi caressed his face and gave him playful kisses and then he came off of her. Both were covered in sweat and Arnav covered both of them up with the duvet. He held Khushi around her waist and Khushi snuggled into him.

"I love you Arnav," she murmured into his chest.

Arnav kissed the top of her head. "I love you too Khushi."

And both fell asleep.