Warning: Slightly mature content.

*hope so they are mature.*🤭

Moon was shining brightly in the sky. And the newly wed loved to see that. Moon has always been their thing. Even when they fought. As Murtasim cuddled his newly wedded wife, he could see the moonlight on her face made her look more beautiful.

They kept on talking on everything they missed to share. Be it about her law school friends or any lesson she found difficult, the cat she liked staying in Karachi even about the junior boy who was so smitten by her

"He is so gonna regret it. Just when I find him, he is straight dead." Her eyes widened learning about his possessiveness.

"Then I should just bury Haya. Alive." She gritted her teeth remembering her. She is gonna have it from her.

"So possessive. And I love it." He added when she was about to say something. And he gave her smile.

They just remained each other's arms finding solace.  Meerab seemed to be in a daze. She traced his perfect jaw with her slender finger. Eased the worry lines on his forehead. Her husband was handsome, she noted.

"Meerab!" His rough yet husky voice sent shivers to her spine.

"Kiss me, Murtasim. "She wanted to feel his lips. A step towards him being hers for eternity.

"Meerab, are you sure?" She just came more closer and closed the gap between their lips. For a few seconds,  they just kept there lips on each other. Then he brushed his lips with hers just her to lips to quiver. Then he kissed her slowly, giving her time to respond. And as soon as she started to respond, the kiss being hungrier, needy. He kept kissing her until they couldn't breath. They gasped for breath.

Murtasim went towards her neck. He kept on sucking her delicate long neck. He didn't know what pulled him towards her neck but he always found it difficult to look away when her neck was on display. He continued sucking and bitting her neck until it was covered with love bites and she was a moaning mess.

She looked so hot while moaning.

"Can I see you Meerab?" He seemed desperate and she nodded. Her eyes hooded pupils dilated. She looked so sultry while doing that.

In a swift move, he got rid of her shirt and groaned. Her breasts covered in a deep maroon colored bra contrasting her pale skin.

"You don't need to do this to seduce me Jaan." As he sucked the valley of her breasts, her moans got louder.

"Murtasimmmm."

She felt so good when she moaned. As he unclasped her bra hook, she hugged him tightly.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"No. I am just... shy."

"If you want we can stop."

"No it's fine."

"Is it?" She knew he was just teasing.

"Murtasim!" She screamed as he took her bud in his hot mouth and kept sucking like a baby while she , a moaning mess. She felt a throbbing ache between her legs.

After a while when he  stopped and covered their naked upper body with the comforter, Meerab knew if he didn't stop, she wouldn't have asked either.

As she turned towards him, a sudden rush to mark him as he did came to her mind. Without a second thought, she did what she wanted. She made a love bite on her neck and she knew it will be on display.

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Sun was up. But the newly weds were still asleep in each other's arms. Meerab laid flat on her back while Murtasim on his stomach hiding his face in her neck.

As they opened their eyes

"Good morning." Damn her voice. It always turned him on badly. So he just shuts her up kissing hard. What's with his obsession with her lips but he kept on sucking them like a baby until they were swollen.

They broke off abruptly as a loud knock on the door disturbed them.

"I'll open it. Go and take a shower." Meerab told her husband.

Opening the door she found Haya only to mutter an astagfirullah.

"What are you doing here?"

"Why are you in Murtasim's shawl?"

"I asked first. And he is my husband so you know I can definitely wear them."

"He loves me. He will be mine soon." That was when Meerab held her jaw tightly.

"I dare you to lay on eye on him and I will cut you in pieces. Now get lost. We will be on the breakfast table."

"Who was there?" He came out freshly showered. Water droplets running through his body making him look more hot.

"No one."

"I am just yours, janum."

"I know."

As she came out and started getting ready, Murtasim just stood there admiring her. She looked so beautiful. Her doe shaped eyes were his favourite. He always got lost in those eyes.

"This one is for you." He said as he put a bracelet on her wrist.

"I have that one too." She whispered.

"I saw the same one in Haya's hand too. And my insecurities showed up. I just couldn't tolerate fact that you gave her the same. So I took it off. I am sorry."

"Why would I give her?"

"I know but that time I couldn't contemplate the matter. All I thought was my best friend's attention was divided."

"You have to trust me, Meerab. "

"I do. That Meerab didn't have that much sense but this one trusts her Murtasim. More than anyone. Please trust me."

He didn't say anything. Just pinned her to the wall and kissed her so hard that her toes curled. She moaned loudly and felt she would collapse any moment.

As they broke the kiss, Meerab's lipstick was smudged on his lips. She gently wiped it and smiled at him.

"These are addictive. "

As they sat down for breakfast Murtasim saw Haya already made a plate for him.

"What happened, Murtasim? Eat. All are your favourites. "He glared at her.

"Maria, take this plate  away from my site. And Haya, I have a wife to do this. And even when she isn't here, you don't have to do it. I am not a child."

And Haya being shameless started again.

"Murtasim, Meerab threatened me today just because I went to call you both for breakfast."

"I am sure you have done some of your behayai to make her angry." That shut her up.

In their room,

"Why did you do that?"

"She said she will snatch you from me. You believe or not Murtasim, you are the only person I have to call as my own. I can't lose you. That's why when it comes to you, I just don't see the consequences."

"And I didn't do anything. I just asked her to stay away. I ... I fear that she will create misunderstanding between us. Please just listen to me when you learn about something." Murtasim sighed as he hugged her. He knew years of insecurities made her like that. He had to fix this up first.

"Listen jaan, we are partners. We have to understand and correct the other when she or he is wrong. And this is wrong. You don't have to threat her always. And we have to trust each other."

"I do."

"I know. And you should know your Murtasim will never be anyone's other than you."

" I know. But it's just I really don't have anyone other than you when it comes to talk, share everything freely. So I just fear that someone will snatch you. And when she openly say those words, I lost my control."

He sighed kissing her forehead.

A few days later,

"Ma, don't you think Haya should get married?"

"Murtasim? It's been just a week of your marriage. How come?"

"Murtasim, I won't marry anyone. I love you. Please don't do this to me."

"Haya!" Meerab shouted and Murtasim felt she was shaking.

How much she feared this! He hold her  hand and rubbed it soothing her.

"Besharam larki, I am happily married. Listen to me very carefully,  either you study further or get married. Choose one."

"Murtasim, I love you."

"Ma call Sabra Khala. She is getting married."

Soon her marriage was fixed. As days passed her hatred towards Meerab increased while Meerab's insecurities got decreased. She was believing her love and that was enough.

But Haya crossed all the limits when one day she pushed Meerab from the stairs. As Meerab was coming down, she just pushed her mercilessly. But what she failed to notice was Murtasim was right there.

Fortunately, Meerab was saved.

"Haya!" Murtasim roared making Haya pale.

"I always told Meerab not to give you much importance.  I thought you will stop eventually. We gave you a place to live, food and all the things you needed. That doesn't mean you think yourself the queen. You always made Meerab insecure. You made her belive I didn't want her whereas she is all I want. I love her. From the moment I understood love. And we waited respected each other's feelings. But what you do is called love for power. You don't want Murtasim. You just want the name Khan Murtasim Khan. Just want to be powerful. Not a partner. Nothing else. Selfish!"

"Ma, send her to Islamabad. She is not living here. Not after this. I don't want to raise a snake."

With that Haya was transferred to Islamabad. She could have just love him secretly but her obsession made her lose a beautiful family.

And Murtasim and Meerab lived their life happily with all ups and downs.

The end!!

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