Rajesh hands moved like lightning, gripping durga hips with a possessiveness that sent a shiver down her spine. He pulled her even closer, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that was more devouring than loving. His teeth nipped at her lower lip, eliciting a sharp gasp from her before he deepened the kiss, his tongue claiming her mouth with unrelenting hunger. Durga responded in kind, her nails digging into his back as she arched into him, her body trembling with need.

But Rajesh wasn’t done. With a sudden, fluid motion, he rolled them both over, pinning her beneath him once more amidst the shattered remnants of the bed. “You think this changes anything?” he murmured against her ear, his breath hot and ragged. “I’m not stopping. Not until you’re screaming my name, not until you’re begging me to slow down.” His words were a promise, a challenge, and Durga felt her body respond instinctively, her legs wrapping around his waist as if to hold him there forever.