37~ red room

Naina’s mind raced as she tried to gather her thoughts. The room felt like a furnace, the air thick with tension and desire. She could feel the heat radiating off both Ansh and Rudra, their presence overwhelming her senses. Her body trembled, not from fear but from anticipation. This wasn’t supposed to happen, she thought, but God, it felt so good.

“I… I don’t think this is how interviews are supposed to go,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes darted between the two brothers, searching for any sign of hesitation or mercy. But there was none. They were relentless, their focus entirely on her.

Ansh smirked, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief. “Darling, you’re not like other candidates. Your interview requires a… special touch.” His fingers traced a path down her arm, sending shivers through her.

Rudra pulled her into his arms, his dark eyes burning with intensity. “We’re not done yet,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Not by a long shot.”

Naina looked up at him, her heart pounding. “What… what do you mean?”

Ansh leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. “Oh, sweetheart,” he purred, “this was only the beginning.”

Rudra and Ansh stood up, their towering figures casting shadows over Naina. She felt small, vulnerable, yet undeniably aroused. “Stand up, biwi,” Rudra commanded, his voice low and tinged with desire. Naina hesitated for a moment before obeying, her legs shaky as she rose from the sofa. The air felt heavier now, charged with an electricity that made her skin prickle.

She reached for her dress, fingers trembling as she tried to pull it back over her shoulders. But Ansh’s hand shot out, stopping her mid-motion. “Remove this,” he said, his tone firm but teasing. Naina blinked up at him, confusion and arousal warring in her expression.

“How can I remove this? You guys already took my panties and bra. How can I be naked here?” she protested, though her voice lacked conviction. Ansh smirked, that familiar glint in his hazel eyes that always made her heart race. “If it were up to us, you’d always be naked,” he replied, his fingers tugging at the fabric of her dress. With one swift motion, he pulled it off her, leaving her completely exposed.

Naina gasped, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she crossed her arms over her chest. “You guys are shameless,” she muttered, though the hitch in her voice betrayed her true feelings. Rudra chuckled, stepping closer until he was inches away. His fingers brushed against her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. “Admit it, biwi, you like shameless,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

Before she could respond, Rudra’s hand moved to a seemingly innocent surface on the wall. With a soft click, a hidden door slid open, revealing a room bathed in red light. Naina’s eyes widened as she took in the sight—the plush bed, the dim, sultry lighting, the air thick with anticipation. “Oh my god, is this… a red room? You guys have a red room in the office?” she exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and awe.

Ansh grinned, scooping her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing. “Yes, baby. And it’s all for you,” he said, carrying her into the room. Naina’s heart raced, her mind spinning with a mixture of fear and excitement. The room felt like a different world, one where the rules didn’t apply, where she was theirs completely.

Ansh laid her down on the bed, the softness of the mattress a stark contrast to the hard intensity in his and Rudra’s eyes. They stood over her, their gazes roaming her body with a hunger that made her feel both exposed and worshipped. Her breath hitched as Rudra climbed onto the bed, his hands trailing down her sides with a possessiveness that left her trembling.

to her side, his hands brushing against her wrists. She didn’t resist as he cuffed her hands to the bedpost, the cold metal contrasting sharply with the warmth of her skin. Her legs were next, and she felt a thrill of anticipation as he secured them to the opposite end of the bed, spreading her wide and leaving her completely exposed.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her body already reacting to the vulnerability of her position. She looked up at Rudra, her lips parting as she tried to find words, but he silenced her with a look, his dark eyes filled with a hunger that made her shiver.

“You’re beautiful wife,” he said, his voice a low growl that sent a jolt of heat straight to her core. “Every inch of you. And tonight, we’re going to claim every part of you, wife.”

Ansh’s hands were on her thighs, his touch firm and possessive. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “You’re going to love this, baby. Just relax and let us take care of you.”

Ansh reached for something on the nightstand, and my eyes widened as I saw the pair of nipple clamps in his hand. “What is that?” I asked, my voice tinged with nervous curiosity. He grinned, his teeth flashing white in the dim light. “You’ll know soon enough, wife,” he said, his voice low and teasing.

He leaned over me, his fingers brushing against my skin as he attached the clamps to my nipples. I gasped, the sensation a mix of pleasure and pain that sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core. “Ansh!” I moaned, my back arching off the bed as he adjusted the tension.

Rudra watched with a predatory gleam in his eyes, his hands moving to my thighs. He produced a feather teaser, the soft, delicate strands brushing against my inner thigh. I shivered, my body trembling as he traced the feather up toward my core.

“Rudra…” I whimpered, my voice breaking as the feather teased my sensitive flesh. He smirked, his eyes locked on mine as he dragged the feather over my clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through me. I moaned, my hips bucking against the restraints as he continued to torment me with the feather.

Ansh’s hands moved to my breasts, his fingers teasing the clamped nipples. “Hmm,” I moaned, clutching the bedsheet as the dual sensations overwhelmed me. The pressure of the clamps, the teasing of the feather—it was too much, and yet, not enough.

“You’re so responsive, wife,” Ansh murmured, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “It’s intoxicating.”

Rudra’s smirk widened, and he leaned down, his lips brushing against my inner thigh. “Let’s see how much more you can take,” he purred, his breath hot against my skin. His tongue darted out, licking a stripe up my thigh before his mouth closed over my clit.

I cried out, my body arching off the bed as he sucked and teased me with his tongue. Ansh’s fingers tightened on the clamps, the pain mixing with the pleasure until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.

“Rudra! Ansh!” I moaned, my voice a desperate plea as they pushed me closer and closer to the edge. My body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation as they took turns teasing and pleasuring me.

“Beg for it, wife,” Ansh commanded, his voice rough with desire. “Tell us what you want.”

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