"The more you ignore me, the worse your punishment will be. Remember that." His voice was low, possessive, sending a shiver down her spine."

"Leave me alone... you're a devil," she whispered, trying to push him away.

He didn't move. His hand lingered, teasing, pressing just enough to make her shiver uncontrollably.

"Ahhhh..." she gasped as his thick finger brushed against her core, testing her limits.

"Already wet for me, honey?" he smirked, his eyes dark with amusement.

"Leave me..." She pushed, desperate, but he was unyielding.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm hungry to taste you," he murmured, his dominance wrapping around her like a vice.

"Don't... cross your lim...i...t-Ahh!" She tried to hold eye contact, to reclaim some control, but a moan escaped before she could stop it.

Her mind screamed at her, trying to create distance, but her body betrayed her completely. The sinful pleasure coursing through her made her hate herself, yet crave him all the more.

He is too good... how would he be... with his...

"Shut up! Shame on you, Ritika!" she chastised herself silently, cheeks burning.

He leaned closer, voice a dangerous whisper. "Being your husband, this is only natural... and you, my darling, a

re going to be punished."