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Esaret

Endless Dream (Consummation)

It’s the evening of the wedding. Orhun and Hira walk down the hall of the mansion, hand in hand to their bedroom. The house is quiet, everyone has left the mansion for the night.

They look over at each other. Hira, visibly nervous smiles at him. He slows down their walk….

“Are you okay?” He says. Stopping them a few steps from their bedroom door.

“Yes!” She confidently replies.

“You seem very nervous. We can wait.”

“Yes, I am nervous. But I’m okay.”

“Okay…”

They take the last few steps to their door and he opens it. Slowly pushing it open he gestures; ladies first.

She walks in, her hands restless as her heart begins to race from nerves and excitement.

She quickly turns around and faces him, “wait.” She tells him.

“Where are you going?” He asks her, closely following behind her.

She opens the door of their closet and turns around, “give me a couple minutes?” She asks.

“Okay…” he says, feeling confused.

She closes the door, not leaving his eyes and gives him a playful grin.

Orhun pulls his jacket off and drapes it over the back of a chair. He approaches the doors to the balcony that overlooks the sea. The night is dark but the sky is clear. The light from the moon reflects off the waters surface.

His hands are in his pockets and he looks out in the sky taking in the massive amount of stars. A rush of relief washes over him as he indulges in reminiscence. He closes him eyes, he can feel the misty breeze hitting his face and the smell of the salty sea calms his nerves. He’s back at the alter, Hira, dressed in pure white approaching him, choosing him to spend the rest of her life with.

He’s never fought for someone before but Hira changed everything the moment he laid eyes on her in the desert.

She’s mine. He tells himself.

He takes a deep breath, feeling the relief, the satisfaction that they are finally married.

They over came many obstacles to get where they are now. To share a life together. Although the journey was near catastrophic, he’d do it all over again.

He opens his eyes, takes the stars in one last time and closes the curtains.

Hira, who is still in the closet takes out a white box that she hid in the closet so he wouldn’t find it. She kneels down and holds it in her lap and opens it.

She takes a white, low cut gown made of silk out of the box. She runs her hand over the smooth, luscious fabric.

Setting the box down, she stands up, kicks off her heels and starts taking out her earrings and taking her wedding dress off. She slips into the silky, white gown and faces the mirror, admiring how beautiful and sexy she feels in it.

She takes her wedding dress and places it on a hanger and hanging it high enough so it doesn’t touch the floor. She runs her fingers over the dress, feeling thankful the day has finally come and they have become one again.

She takes one more look in the mirror, takes a deep breath and heads for the door.

He sits at the end of the bed, kicking his shoes off and tossing them to the side. He stands up and pulls his belt through the loops and rolls it up and puts it on the dress along with his watch and untucks his shirt and start unbuttoning it but suddenly stops.

He sits back down on the bed, not wanting to undress himself any more in case she isn’t ready. He doesn’t want to scare her, doesn’t want her to think he’s desperate.

His elbows rest on his knees and he runs his fingers through his hair. He leans back, lifting his face up and sees her standing in front of him.

His eyes trail her body. Her legs are bare and her gown sits high above her knees. Her hands rest in front of her and she fiddles with her wedding band trying to stay calm as she stands in front of him. The gown is cut low and shows most of her chest, barely covering her breasts.

Her nipples are visibly hard and her face is flush with embarrassment but her lips are plump, wanting to be kissed.

He stands up, his gaze is locked on her. Her beauty sucks all the air from the room leaving him without oxygen, without words.

He walks towards her, her lips part way and her heart rate rapidly increases.

The way he looks at her makes her feel confident, sexy.

He runs the back of his fingers down her arm and takes her hand into his.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in this world.” He tells her

She nods, nervously, “thank you.”

She runs her other hand over the side of her face as if she was trying to move her hair out of the way but realizes she forgot to take her pins out of her hair.

She lets go of his hand and rubs her finger over her hair.

“I forgot to take my hair pins out!” She tells him, quickly walking away from him.

He grabs her hand, stopping her and pulls her back into him.

He inches closer to her from behind and she watches as he brings her hand to his lips and kisses the palm of her hand.

A shy smile appears on her face.

His fingers trace up her arms, over her shoulders and up her neck. He starts taking pins out of her hair and let them fall to the floor.

Her hair rests on her back and he moves it to one side while reaching around her with his other hand and places his hand on her abdomen. He leans into her and kisses her neck, trailing down her shoulder.

Her nerves are soaring through her body making her tense, but she craves his touch.

He looks over to her and her eyes are closed and she almost looks like she’s in pain. He stops, turns her around so they face each other.

“Hira…” he says.

Without saying anything she brings her hands to his chest and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

She runs her hands over his bare chest and reminds herself that she’s safe with him. She meets his eyes and starts working his shirt down his arms.

He tugs his shirt off and runs his fingers up her arm, sliding the thin strap of her gown down her shoulder. It hangs off her upper arm and exposes the top of her chest, barely covering her nipple.

She brings her arms up as if she was getting embarrassed, Orhun quickly starts reaching over to pull her strap back on but she pulls the other strap down, letting the gown fall to the floor.

He takes in her whole, beautiful, naked body with his eyes and his heart is racing. His body is hot and blood rushes to his groin.

He steps forward, closing the gap between them and makes his way between her lips.

She gasps, her eyes slowly close and she holds his waist, hooking her fingers into his pants.

His hands roam her body, down her arms, across her chest, caressing her breasts.

His arm hugs her tightly around her waist and he guides her to the bed, laying her down and kissing her harder.

He climbs on top of her, their tongues rapidly exploring each other.

His scent, taste, the weight of his body pressed against her fills her with sensations she’s never felt before. Not wanting it to stop. Her fingers grip his hair and she pulls him into her, demanding more.

The restriction of his pants around his groin intensifies with each passing kiss.

He breaks the kiss and his mouth trails down her body. Kissing her cheeks, neck and sucking on her nipple while he plays with the other one.

Her body quivers and she lets out quiet moans. He feels her thighs tighten, creating pressure to soothe the ache between her legs.

He makes his way down her abdomen and turns his gaze back to her. Her upper body rests on her elbows and she watches him spread her legs open pressing a firm kiss against her inner thigh.

Her skin tingles with every touch, gaze, thought.

He runs his hand over her hips, between her legs and gently rubs her. Her body jolts and she grinds against his hand desperately.

He rubs her wetness between his fingers, “you’re very wet, Hira.”

Heat boils over her shoulders as he bring his fingers to his parted lips and licks them, tasting her.

He stands up, unbuttons his pants and kicks off the rest of his clothes.

Hira’s eyes widen in shock. It’s veiny, thicker, bigger than she thought it would be.

She watches as he climbs on top of her, pushing her legs on top of his, and stokes himself.

He leans down, kissing her, running his fingers up her thigh and teasing her between her legs, venturing further in.

He rubs her clit in a circular motion and kisses her harder making her body move against him.

Her breathing is heavy and her hands are wandering his body. Her fingers glide down the back of his neck, down his back.

He puts the tip of his finger in her, going slow in case it hurts. Her legs tighten around his and she lets out a soft moan. Slowly moving his finger inside her he goes a little deeper, she gasps and reaches her hand between her legs, feeling his fingers in there. He inserts another finger and she thrusts into him.

“I want to hold you and make you mine.” He whispers against her

He kisses her hard and guides himself into her, not going in all the way.

Her head falls back with her eyes closed, fingers dig into his back, she grunts. The slight burn of pain that quickly eases.

Slowly thrusting inside her he runs his hand over her chest and pinches her nipple, distracting her. He thrusts deeper into her and she grunts, squirming beneath him. The burning sensation turns pleasurable.

He stops, “Am I hurting you?” He asks, feeling worried.

“Keep going.” She tells him.

Slowly sliding in and out of her he goes deeper each time until he’s buried himself inside her. He grunts against her lips.

He sits up, grips her waist tightly and starts moving her into him. He watches her as she takes him. Her hands grip the sheet and her head moves side to side.

“Orhun!” She moans

He thrusts deeper into her, faster. His fingers dig into her hips and their moans fill the room.

The veiny ridges glide against her walls and her back arches, “Don’t stop!” She tells him, nearly running out of breath.

Their bodies collide and his lips crash down on hers. Their skin is slick with sweat and his muscles are burning as he picks up the pace.

His hot breath tickles her neck as he brings his lips to her ear and whispers, “I want to hear how good you feel.”

“Oh my God, don’t stop.” She moans

Their two bodies become one and their movements are in sync. Delirious from the pleasure her body shakes, on the verge of an orgasm.

Sensations she’s never felt before. A mix of pleasure and pain. Not knowing what is happening, she gets nervous.

“Orhun, my body feels weird.” She tells him.

“You’re about to have an orgasm.” He says.

He grips her hair with one hand and caresses her face with the other and devours her lips. Her hand holds the back of his neck and her other handle rests against his chest.

Her moans captivate him as he thrusts harder and faster into her. His muscles are on fire. Her taste, scent intoxicates him.

Her head falls back and the pleasure surges inside her as she reaches her orgasm. Her moans fill the room and his grip tightens on her hair.

“Orhun!” She yells

She closes her eyes, rolling her hips into him. His pulse rushes and he tries to hold on, thrusting deep and hard into her.

He feels her muscles tighten around him throwing him over the edge, spilling inside her.

“Hira!” He says

Slowing down his pace he moves her hair out of her face. Their breathing is heavy, rapid and they’ve used up all the oxygen in the room.

She can’t catch her breath so he presses their lips together and passionately kisses her. Forcing her to breathe from her nose to help calm her down.

He slips out of her and her body convulses, coming down from her orgasm. Her lips are swollen and her skin is flush. He falls into her chest and she runs her fingers through his hair.

“I love you, Hira Demirhanlı” he whispers

“I love you too, Orhun Demirhanlı”

He pulls the sheet over them and they nestle their bodies against each other and he runs his fingers up and down her arm watching her fall asleep, admiring his wife.

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[ashly-yn]

Esaret

Chapter 332; Chocolate

Hira brings coffee to Orhun who is working in the office. She knocks on the door, "Come in." He says.

Hira enters his office, setting the coffee down on his desk and taking the lid off. A chocolate shaped heart in a red wrapper sits on the tray.

His eyes trace her body like he hasn't seen her all day but they've spent most of the day together. Orhun has been begging Hira to tell him something.

"You look nervous. Is there something you want to tell me?" He says teasing her.

"I'm fine." She responds shooting him a nervous grin. He knows she's nervous, her hands are restless.

Orhun stands up from his chair. He's dressed in all black and the top button on his shirt is open drawing Hira's attention to it.

He walks towards her but he sees the red wrapper and picks it up. "Chocolate?" He asks.

Hira nods

"So you do have something you want to tell me. Don't worry, I will wait." He says while unwrapping the chocolate.

He approaches her slowly, his dark brown eyes locked on her.

Every time he gets close to her an ache between her legs becomes unbearable. She desperately wants him but is ashamed of having these feelings.

Her first instinct is to run from him so her desires will fade away but his hungry eyes and slow, intimidating approach captivates her.

He runs his fingers through her hair, moving it out of her face, her eyes fall heavy and an overwhelming sensation runs through her body. The soft, gentle touch of his fingers gliding on her face, his warm, subtle scent send chills down her spine.

"Since you can't say what I'm waiting to hear you say, tell me how you feel?"

"How I feel?" She responds stepping backwards into the wall as he inches closer to her, closing the gap between them.

His heavy, warm body presses against hers sending butterflies through her body.

"Tell me how you feel." He whispers against her lips.

Her eyes avert, "Eyes up here!" He demands

She looks up at him, her cheeks flush with embarrassment and her breathing is heavy. He can feel the rise and fall of her chest against him.

His eyes, burning with passion.

"I should go study?" She says as she tries to leave.

"You are not running again." He responds, catching her by the abdomen and slowly pushing her back into the wall.

She gasps. Her fingers trace down his arm and she holds his wrist.

"There's only one, but we can share it." He tells her

She watches as he brings the chocolate to his lips, and takes a bite. Her lips part way and her eyes fills with temptation.

He feels her thighs tighten and he glances down acknowledging her arousal. A proud grin creeps his face.

"Open your mouth." He demands

She hesitates but opens her mouth and he feeds her the other half of the chocolate. Her warm, wet lips against his finger sends blood rushing to his groin.

He sucks the melted chocolate from his fingers, not leaving her eyes and watches her lick the melted chocolate from her lips.

"You're torturing me, Hira." He says in a deep voice.

Her eyes widen. His hot breath tickles her lips leaving her breathless.

"As delicious as chocolate is, I know something else that would taste even more delicious." He tells her.

"What's that?" She says boldly

Shocked by her response, he runs his thumb over the bottom of her lip and whispers into her mouth, "You, Hira! You."

Her eyes fall to his lips and her grip tightens around his wrist. His hand sits firmly on her abdomen keeping her pressed against the wall.

"Orhun... we shouldn't." She tells him

"You can't keep running from me." He tells her

He presses his lips against the side of her mouth. He brings his other hand up and cups her face kissing the side of her mouth again, teasing her. He digs the tips of his fingers into her abdomen and she melts into him. He releases his kiss and exhales into her parted lips.

Her body aches with desire and she can feel the wetness between her legs.

He steps back, watching her aroused body that she tries to hide.

"Thank you for the coffee and chocolate." He tells her.

She nods, fixing her dress and searches for the door handle beside her.

He smirks, knowing damn well what he just did to her.

She closes the door, her face is hot and she walks quickly down the hall fanning herself and taking multiple deep breaths to help calm herself down.

"I'm killing him? He's killing me!" She whispers to herself

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Esaret

Chapter 286 (Hira relives the trauma Orhun inflicted on her)

HIRA ~

Where is Yavuz? He's not supposed to be driving right now. He never listens to anyone, not even the doctors.

"Where is Yavuz, Orhun? You just had major surgery, you've been shot and you're tired. The Dr hasn't cleared you to drive."

Taken aback by her stern voice, "Would you like to drive?" Orhun asks.

"You know I don't have a license."

"I can teach you on the way there. Since you are so concerned about me."

- We will crash if I drive.

"No, let's go before we're late!"

"Thank you." She says, as he holds the car door open for her, not taking his eyes off her with that half smirk on his face.

"You know you're very beautiful, right?" He says before closing the door.

A visible smile creeps my face, I know he noticed it.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Are you sure you don't want to call Yavuz to drive us there?"

"I'm fine, I promise. Let us be on our way."

It's a thirty minute drive to the hospital, we've been driving for five minutes and it's been quiet. Besides quick glances at the red light, we haven't said much.

"Did you take your medication this morning? I put it on your bed side table before I left last night. You should have taken it with breakfast. Did you eat?"

"Yes. You don't need to worry about me. I also got the note that you left under the medicine bottle with instructions that said to  take one in the morning, with breakfast."

"Oh, that's right. I forgot I wrote a note."

"There's a lot of traffic. Will we be late?"

"Morning commuters. We are almost there, we won't be late."

ORHUN ~

She seems nervous this morning. I can't tell if I'm making her nervous or she's still shaken by her nightmare she had last night that she didn't want to tell me about.

"Did you sleep good?"

"Yes." She responds.

"Did you eat breakfast?"

"I wasn't hungry."

"Do you want to eat now?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you."

"Hira, you need to take care of yourself. Promise me you'll stop going all day without eating."

"I promise."

She's fidgeting her hands again. Something is on her mind. I know she won't tell me.

Feeling hesitant - he reaches for her restless hands in her lap that are trying to stimulate her nerves.

Holding both her hands in one hand - "whatever has troubled your mind, I am here."

"I know." She responds with a smile.

HIRA ~

I don't remember what had me troubled. Your touch is all I needed.

Pulling one hand out from under his hand, she places it on top - "I'm okay."

"Let me get your door." He says, pulling into a parking space.

"Thanks"

"The office is on the second floor, we'll take the... elevator. Maybe we can take the stairs?" Orhun asks.

"The stairs? That'll exhaust you. What's wrong with the... elevator?"

I see.. If his health wasn't at risk we'd be taking the stairs.

"It's fine..."

ORHUN ~

Orhun gestures Hira into the elevator. He feels her deep breath and knows her mind is flooding with the hateful words and accusations he said to her.

"Why aren't you with him?"

"You know I mean Cihangir."

"Didn't you give up everything for him?"

She doesn't look good. Her eyes are filled with tears, her breathing has become shallow. Look what I've done to her.

"Hira, are you okay?"

Looking hurt and lost in her mind, "I'm fine."

"Have you lost your enthusiasm?"

"Did you go to France to find new adventures?"

Why did I say such awful things to her? I pushed her up against the wall and held her there against her will.

"Don't touch me!"

"Let me go!"

"Stop it!"

My own actions make me sick. I've caused her so much pain and trauma. What kind of fucking monster am I?

"I'm sorry!"

Her eyes filled with tears, a forced smile comes from her face.

"I know the pain I've caused you, I know it's sitting heavy on you. I don't know how to fix it but please, let me in."

"I'm fine, really." She says.

"No you're not. If I can tell that you're trembling, upset and digging your fingernails into the palm of your hand over the phone, than you know I can tell that you're upset, trembling and feeling uneasy when you're in my presence."

"Yes, your hurtful words have deeply wounded me. I relive the trauma you caused me, everyday. But let me reassure you, I won't give up." She tells him.

I cant replace bad memories with good memories. But I can give her good memories where bad memories exist too. She can focus more on the positive memory.

"Close your eyes."

"Why?" Hira asking with a puzzled look.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Close your eyes."

With her eyes closed, he runs his hands down her arms, taking one of her hands to his chest and placing it over his heart. He wraps his other arm around her body bring her head into his chest, his fingers running through her hair, he whispers in her ear, "My appalling words, my hurtful actions, they do not define you. I have inflicted wounds upon your soul that I can't take back. Let us be the light, that leads us through the darkness. You are not alone, I will never abandon you. Never again, will hate fill my eyes and mind towards you. Know, I am truly sorry for all the pain and trauma I caused you. I will always hold myself accountable and become the man you deserve."

HIRA ~

His touch is gentle, his voice is soft, I can feel the sound of his beating heart in my ears.

Feeling an overwhelming sense of security, they melt into each other like butter.

"We will be okay, I won't give up."

The elevator doors open, letting go of each other, their eyes meet. -

"Let's get that wound checked out, Mr. Demirhanli" Hira says with a smile, grabbing his hand.

"The Dr. will be with you momentarily, wait here." Says a nurse.

I should go over my questions for the Dr. while we wait. I might of forgotten something.

"What did you write down?" Orhun asks.

"Questions I have for the Dr. I'm making sure I haven't forgotten anything."

"Can I take a look?" Orhun asks.

"Of course!"

"You want to know if there will be a scar?"

"I'm just curious." She responds.

"What if there is a scar?"

"Well, we can get scar cream. I'll rub the cream over the scar and it'll eventually reduce.... Or you -

"No! I'd prefer if you rubbed the cream on my scar. I'm actually incapable of doing it myself." Orhun says, leaning into her with a flirtatious voice.

"Can we stop for cream on the way home? Just in case..." Hira says, understanding the tone in his voice.

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Esaret

Chapter 280 (Orhun’s Dream)

"Are you okay?" Hira asked.

Orhun replies, "I'm fine, I just need to adjust my pillow."

"No I will, you're wounded, you need rest."

Hira reaches over him adjusting his pillow.

Her soft hair brushes up against his face, chills run down his shoulders as he takes a deep breath of her scent in.

I want her so bad

He closes his eyes, getting lost in her scent, fantasizing how she tastes.

I know she tastes as good as she smells.

If only I could pull her in & devour her right here in this hospital bed.

"Orhun?" Hira said.

Thinking to himself, I know she's still mad at me, I hurt her but I can't keep myself from wanting her.

Her warm, soft lips up against mine. Her hands running through my hair as I pull her in to kiss her neck. Her legs straddle my waist. A soft moan comes from her lips as she feels me becoming rock hard between her legs...

"Orhun?" Hira says again.

My hands run up her thighs, slowly pulling her dress up.

I hold onto her hips, rocking her back & forth, she feels the pressure of my cock against her clit and starts to moan.

"Orhun!" Hira says.

He opens his eyes realizing he got lost with a single moment of her scent.

"What?" He responds, shuffling around in bed trying to hide his noticeable rock hard cock.

"You weren't responding, I almost called the Dr!" She says nervously.

"I'm.. I'm fine! Felt a bit tired is all." His words stumbled. He searches for her eyes and they're locked on his lips. Her gaze is long.

I wonder what she's thinking?"

"Hira, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. You should get some rest. You are tired and your body needs to heal. Don't exhaust yourself."

"As long as you are with me, I can overcome anything."

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Esaret

Chapter 282

"Do you need help?" Hira asks as Orhun struggles to unbutton his hospital gown.

"I almost got it." Orhun responds.

Without hesitation, Hira approaches him and unbuttons the gown. As it falls to the floor she gets an overwhelming rush in her body as she takes all of him in with her eyes.

Wanting to run her hands all over his warm, naked body she quickly turns away - "Enjoy your shower!"

"Thanks" he responds with a chuckle as he watched her become aroused.

"There's room for two in here if you want to join me." Orhun says

Biting her lip she imagines a hot, steaming shower with the man she just forgave.

Maybe he'll need help in the shower? Hira thinks to herself.

Kicking off her boots, she pulls her dress up over her head, walks to the shower while her panties & bra fall to the floor.

"Let me help you wash." She tells him.

Running her cold finger tips down his chest, he grabs her face & intensely locks eyes with her..

"The things I'm about to do to you don't involve washing." He tells her.

Pushing her up against the shower wall under the water, he runs his hands down her chest, cupping her breasts, he squeezes.

"I want to go slow and gentle but I also want you weak in the knees begging for more." He whispers in her ear.

Hira grabs his face bringing their wet lips together, not realizing how hungry they are for each other. Chills run down her spine, her breathing deepens and she finds herself losing control.

She runs her hand down his chest, to his groin and finds him rock hard. Stroking his cock creates an intense pulse between her legs that drives her thighs to tighten.

Orhun moans, running his tongue and lips down her neck to her nipple that he begins to suck on.

"Faster!" He tells her.

Her thighs quivering as her clit craves attention.

He picks her up, holding her up against the shower walls. Forcing her arms above her head he holds them in one hand. He grinds his dick up again her clit, her body jumps & quivers in excitement.

"You are teasing me, Mr. Demirhanli!"

"It turns me on watching you lose control."

He presses his lips against hers, feeling her warm breath.. months of bottled up feelings and frustrations wanting to be released from their bodies.

"Do you trust me?" Orhun asks

"Yes." Hira responds.

Their bodies become one as he slides his firm cock into her wet pussy.

"You're so wet and warm." Orhun groans

Her eyes falling closed, pleasurably drowning in the shower as he's taking her body & mind to a whole other universe.

I can feel all that pent up injustice I did to her leaving her body

Orhun: Her ass in my hand, I slowly motion her forward and backward. It doesn't take her long to take over and fuck me...

"Don't stop!" Hira moans

Deepening his thrusts over and over, her body shakes.

"Oh Orhun, I'm going to come!" Hira screams

His muscles tense, body on fire he picks up the pace and watches her orgasm. Sending him over the ledge - "fuck" he yells.

Blurred vision, numb fingertips his orgasm rushes through his body like ecstasy.

Slowing down but keeping his thrusts deep, his cock pulses, Hira's body twitches as her organism is radiating through her body.

"That was amazing" she moans.

Out of breath, flushed skin, they melt into each other like butter.

"Thank you." He whispers.

"For what?" Hira asks.

"Giving me another chance."

She gazes up at him, running her thumb over his bottom lip she kisses him softly, "We will learn to live with these wounds."