TW : Chapter contains mature content, please skip if it does not suit well with the reader

Arham walked back inside the party after Yusuf left him alone in the parking lot. He looked around for Meher and found her talking to a lady. He quickly made his way through the crowd and interrupted the two ladies who were engaged in a conversation.

"Meher." He said drawing attention to himself. "I'm sorry but it's time to go home." He said giving the lady an apologetic smile.

"So soon ? We just came Arham." Meher complained.

"We have to go Meher." He said stressing enough to making Meher know there was no room open for discussion.

Meher bid the lady good bye and followed Arham out of the party back to the parking space where they had left their car. She could sense something was wrong with Arham but was too scared to ask him.

She quickly got into the passengers seat and strapped herself to the seat as Arham pulled the car out from the parking.

Meher looked at him who had his features contoured. Something was definitely up with him.

She watched the lights of the venue fade away, it had been a good few hours at the party.

She looked outside the window when it struck her.

"Arham wait." She said looking at Arham who had turned to to look at her sudden outburst. "We didn't inform Yusuf he would look around for us, we just left him alo-."

"Enough." Arham snapped leaving Meher taken aback but his sudden rude behaviour. "There is no need to inform him, he had already left."

"He left ? Without informing me ? Why did he leave so early it is his party technically."

"Meher can you NOT talk about Yusuf all the time." Arham snapped.

"Arham." Meher said softly. "Is everything okay ?" She asked.

"Yes Meher." He looked at her. "Everything is fine, I'm just a little tired." He said giving her a small smile.

"Okay. I'll make you a cup of coffee when we get home." She said giving him a broad smile, to which he gave her a nod.

"Do you mind if I switch it on." She asked and he nodded. Meher switched on the radio and adjusted the frequency to her favourite channel playing old melodies.

The rest of they way the two spent listening to old songs filing their silences.

•••

Arham parked the car and got out, Meher too followed him into the house. The house was lit dimly by the lights on the stairs, making just the silhouette of the furniture visible.

"I'll go make you that cup of coffee I promised." Meher said and went to the kitchen.

She switched on the coffee maker and listened carefully for Arham's fading footsteps.
When she heard the thud of the oak doors of their bedroom Meher rushed to fetch her phone from her clutch which was on the dining table.

Meher quickly punched in Yusuf's number and placed the phone on her ear.

Meher kept calling Yusuf only for him to ignore her calls. She had tried for a good five minutes before she accepted defeat. She collected Arham's coffee and her phone and headed up.

What could have happened that Arham's mood had changed so drastically, she was sure something had taken place in her absence.

Thinking about the two men Meher reached the doors of her room. She pushed the door open using her back as both her hands were occupied.

"Arham your coffee." She said turning around to see Arham, Arham just clad in a black sweat pant with a white T-shirt in his hand.

Meher looked at him, his perfectly chiseled torso and baked abs and gulped. The last time she had seen so much of him made her blush.

"Y..your co..coffee." Meher stuttered extending her hand with the coffee mug.

"Thank you." Arham said taking the cup from her.

Meher turned around and walked towards her dresser getting rid of her earrings and watch.

Arham took a sip of his hot bitter beverage and looked at her. The flawless skin of her back was on display as she busied herself with taking off her accessories.

He watched her through the mirror, she was like an unaware deer, unaware of the predatory gaze she received.

Arham walked towards her and turned her around quickly slamming his lips against hers. He pushed her into the dresser making all the item on the table clatter on the floor.

Arham pushed his tongue inside her mouth, pinning both her hands above her head.

Meher who was caught off guard was paralysed, she had no idea what she was supposed to do.

Arham moved down and left a trail of wet kisses against her neck, sucking hard on the soft skin making Meher whimper with pain.

"Fuck." He moaned as he sniffed the sweet lavender smell along her long neck. He again captured her lips and bit her bottom lip to gain entrance into her mouth, he sucked on it making Meher moan.

Arham slid his hand below Meher's bottom and lifted her up carrying her to their bed. He dropped her on the bed and hovered over her.

Arham bent down and left kisses on her neck trailing down to her exposed shoulder. Nipping the soft flesh he left a trail of love bites which were sure to cause bruising.

"Fuck Meher, I want you so bad." He moaned rubbed his groin against her stomach. Meher could feel him growing harder against her as he rubber himself on her.

"Arham I don't know if this is right." Meher said pushing him from his shoulder a few inches away from her.

"How is this not okay." He said narrowing his eyes at her. "You are under my nikah, I have every right on you." He said.

"I know Arham but-."

"Meher just let me okay." He said snubbing her off. He turned Meher around on the bed for her to lie on her stomach instead of her back and ran his tongue along her spine. Unhooking the blouse which had been secure behind her neck and pushing the saree aside he ran his hand along her chest through her closes before pulling them apart leaving her bare from above.

He placed his hand on her breasts and gave them a squeeze before turning her around again to see her naked body .

Meher didn't know what was to be done, she wasn't ready to give herself to Arham but as a husband it was his right, so Meher stayed mum.

Arham bent down and took one of her breast in his mouth, circling the nipple with his tongue while pinching the nipple of the other breast between his fingers earning a pain filled pleasurable moan from Meher.

Soon Meher saree had come undone and lay in the corner of their room. Meher sat in her underskirt at the edge of their bed. Arham took her hands and guided her towards the prominent bulge in his pants.

He held Meher's hands and rubbed the palm along his hard on making him moan in pleasure.

"Strip me." He said.

"Huh ?"

"Strip me." He ordered again. Meher's trembling hands reached the waistband of his track pant and pulled them down leaving him in his boxers.

She averted her gaze from him and placed her hand by her side.

"I asked you to strip me."

"I..I can't I -."

"Meher." He said annoyed with Meher's behaviour.

Meher looked at him to see a scowl etched on his face, so she decided to do as he said.

Her hands slowly reached the waistband of his boxers and peeled them off him.

She saw his hard on poking in front of his crotch. Meher turned her head around, she didn't want to do this right now but Arham did she knew.

"Take me in." She heard Arham say.

"Huh ?"

"Take me in Meher." Arham said through gritted teeth.

"I don't know what you mean Arham." Meher replied in a quivering voice.

"Look at me when you talk to me." He said making her turn her head to face him. "Kneel down." He said and Meher followed.
"Now open your mouth." He commanded.

"My mou..mouth."

"Yes Meher, why are you making me repeat everything." Arham said frustratedly.

Meher looked at him once again before opening her mouth slightly.

"Wider." Arham commanded.

As soon as Meher complied, Arham took no time to shove his manhood into her mouth making Meher gag.

"Suck." Ahram commanded moving himself in and out of her mouth.

Meher who was taken aback just complied as she had no other choice.
Arham took hold of the back her head and pushed her head forward pushing his entire length into her mouth making her gag.

The sound of Arham's pleasurable moans filled the room along with Meher's gags.

Pulling himself out of Meher's mouth Arham let out a moan catching his breath. He pulled Meher up and pulled the draw stings of her underskirt making it pool on the floor, his fingers pushed down her underwear too, everything was moving at a fast pace for Meher could comprehend, kicking aside the discarded articles he turned her around.

Her back against his chest.
He fondled her breast and sucked on her shoulder before letting her go.

"Turn around and bend down." He said guiding Meher, making her bend over the end of the bed.

Arham moved closer to her, he held his hard on and rubbed the tip along Meher's clit.

Meher could feel her heart in her mouth. Her head was screaming for him to stop, she hadn't ever done it, she was scared, she wanted time.

Taking in a huge gulp Meher opened her mouth. "Please please Arham I haven't.. I haven't done anything like this, I'm scared." She said pushing down the tears which had threatened to come.

"It won't hurt much Meher and it hurts just the first time." He said trying to calm her but his lust for her made him impatient.

He continued to rub himself against her clit, a pleasurable feeling spread through Meher's core as well. Although she was scared her body wanted more.

"I'm going to go in now." He said making Meher's heart stop.

Arham guided the tip of his manhood towards her opening and slid into her in a thrust.

"Oh god." Meher whimpered as he entered her, the pain was excruciating, like she had been branded with hot iron.

Meher could feel Arham's entire length been pushed into her, she could feel the pain as he pulled out and then pushed back in.

The first few thrusts made her want to scream but she kept quite, fisting the sheets as the tears formed in her eyes and rolled out.

The pain after a couple of thrusts subsided and then she could just feel the fullness as Arham entered her.

Arham pushed into her harder and faster with every thrust.

"You are so tight." He moaned and trusted harder into her making the experience more pleasurable for both of them.

The sound of flesh slapping flesh and Arham's grunts and Meher's moans bounced through the walls of their room.

Soon he let out a loud moan and emptied himself into her. Pulling out from her he grabbed the tissues kept on the side table and wiped the come off himself. He walked towards his side of the bed and got into bed.

"Let's sleep Meher, come on." He said before sliding into the bed and taking the duvet over himself.

Meher stood there, her upped half lying on the bed, just as Arham had left her. She could feel warm liquid drip out of her. She watched as Arham walked away from her and got into bed.

Was this how it was suppose to feel like ? The last time they had spent the night together more intimately, Arham had told her he loved her, taken care of her, guided her though the process, but this time, it seemed like all he wanted to do was claim his rights as a husband.

Meher quickly wiped herself and pulled on the T-shirt Arham had discarded and got into bed next to him.

She watched him as he had already fallen asleep, unaware about hurt and disappointment he had caused her.

AN: When a woman isn't ready, she isn't ready, be it your wife or your girlfriend or anyone and same goes the other way.

Forcing someone to get into bed with you is by textbook definition called rape and marital rape is so common and the worst part it's not even considered rape by most of the judicial systems around the world.

I hate how Arham just to stake his claim on Meher violated her will and right on her body and poor Meher isn't even aware that she has been exploited, she like so many other women have been brainwashed that the husband had a right on your body, they do not, your body is your own.

Coming to the next update, I am planning to give myself a rest for 2 days that is today and tomorrow so I'll be updating on 25th, I haven't written anything so I'll have to think on how to proceed the story further too.

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