Misc. Erotica HAVELI (PAST AND PRESENT)

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**Nighttime**


That night, when Kanika heard the story about the mansion from Rudra (as told by the old man), she found it difficult to sleep. The air in the mansion felt heavy, as though something unknown was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe. Despite trying her best to calm her mind, she eventually drifted into a restless sleep, her dreams filled with darkness and whispers.

In her dream, she found herself walking through the dimly lit hallways of the mansion, where the old walls seemed to pulse with a strange, almost hypnotic energy. She wandered through these twisted corridors, her heart pounding loudly, though she couldn't tell if it was from fear or something else. As she neared a strange sound—a faint whisper calling her—her steps quickened.

Suddenly, the scene shifted, and she was in a grand, lavish room. The vision before her was vivid. She saw a muscular man moving forcefully, his hands taking control of a woman's delicate body. His fingers traced her curves with investigative yet sensual precision, every movement sending shivers through the woman's trembling frame.

The woman let out a soft moan as the man firmly grabbed her soft, round ass, pulling her closer until their bodies seemed to merge in an intense embrace. Her gasps echoed through the room, reaching the old mansion’s walls. With every thrust, it felt as though they were drawing nearer to something wild and uncontrollable, as if the man was driving her to the edge of a primal force. The woman's body arched, her hands gripping the silky sheets tightly, and her lips parted with a long, deep moan, as if experiencing the height of ecstasy.
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The man’s breath was heavy, his movements full of power, each one precise and intense. His body glistened with sweat, his muscles flexing with every powerful thrust. His grip was so firm, as if he owned the woman's body completely, like she belonged to him in that moment. The raw energy of their lovemaking was something Kanika had never witnessed before, and she felt a strange warmth spread through her body as she watched.

The woman’s eyes slowly closed, her body quivering under the man’s dominance, completely lost in the sensation. The way her body responded to his every touch, every movement, sent a shiver down Kanika’s own spine. She couldn’t tear her gaze away, her own heartbeat quickening as she was drawn deeper into the magic of the dream.

The man leaned down, his lips brushing against the woman’s neck, letting out an animalistic growl. His movements became faster, causing the bed to shake violently with their passionate encounter. The woman’s moans grew louder, more desperate, as her body clung to the man. It felt as though they were consumed by each other, something more intense than just lust—something ancient, something dangerous.

Kanika’s own body reacted to the scene, a strange heat spreading through her, her heart racing, as though their energy was pulling her in, dragging her into the waves of their emotions.

Suddenly, the man’s gaze shifted towards Kanika. His face, which had been hidden in shadows, was now clearly visible. His deep eyes were intense, filled with hunger, desire, and something else—something dark. His gaze seemed to pierce through Kanika, as though he could see every thought, every secret she held. For a moment, it felt as though Kanika had become the focus of his attention instead of the woman.

The woman let out a final, breathless moan, her body reaching the peak of pleasure. But the man’s eyes never left Kanika, and his lips curled into a wicked, knowing smile. He bent down and whispered something in the woman’s ear, but it felt like the words were meant for Kanika.

The room vibrated like lightning, the mansion’s air thick with lust and mysterious forces. Kanika’s breath caught, her body burning like fire, unable to escape the intensity of the moment. Just as the tension reached its peak, the dream began to dissolve, their figures fading into the darkness, leaving Kanika with a strange desire and fear.

Suddenly, the woman’s eyes met Kanika’s. They widened, and then she laughed, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

And then everything went black.


The air in the mansion was thick with a strange warmth, felt by Kanika . Now Rudra is also there , they were alone in the dimly lit room, the tension between them had grown heavy. The room was barely lit, and Kanika absentmindedly ran her fingers across an old wooden table when Rudra entered. His arrival was unexpected, and the sight of him made Kanika’s heart skip a beat.

Without thinking, she turned towards him, and their eyes met. It felt as though an invisible force was pulling them together. The distance between them seemed to shrink on its own, without either of them moving. An unspoken understanding, a primal urge, hung in the air.

Rudra took a step closer, his eyes never leaving Kanika’s. As he passed by her, his hand lightly brushed her bare shoulder. It was a small touch, but it sent a wave of heat through Kanika’s body. Her breath hitched, and she became acutely aware of every emotion, every sensation, every muscle in Rudra’s presence.

There was silence between them, but it was a deafening silence. Rudra’s gaze lingered on the curve of her neck before returning to her face. He clenched his jaw, trying to suppress his emotions.

Kanika, whose heart was racing, couldn’t look away. This was Rudra, her brother-in-law, but the feeling between them overpowered her thoughts.

As Rudra passed by, his hand lightly touched her waist. It was a small touch, but it ignited a fire. Kanika let out a soft sigh, her breath caught again, and her body reacted in a way it never had before. She found herself turning towards Rudra, something in her eyes that she had never felt before.

Rudra paused for a moment, his body tense. They were so close now that they could feel each other’s heat. Kanika’s body was filled with a strange, restless energy, and she couldn’t take her eyes off his lips.

“Kanika...” Rudra’s voice was soft but heavy, like a warning, but it lacked the firmness. The distance between them had almost disappeared, and the air between them crackled with electricity.

Kanika’s eyes were fixed on his lips, and she slowly leaned in towards him. Rudra’s hand tightened on her waist, and their lips were about to meet.

But just then, the sound of footsteps in the hallway broke the moment. They quickly pulled apart, their breaths heavy, and their eyes filled with confusion.

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Kanika jolted awake, her body drenched in sweat, her heart pounding in her chest. She sat up in bed, breathing heavily, the images of the dream still fresh in her mind. The man. The woman. The overwhelming emotions, lust, and dangerous feelings. This dream wasn’t just a dream—it was a warning.

She could still feel the lingering sensation of Rudra’s touch on her skin, as though an unknown kiss had left her lips tingling. Everything had been so *vivid*—the heat of Rudra’s body so close, the overwhelming pull, the electric tension—leaving her flushed and restless even after the dream had ended.

Kanika ran her trembling hands through her hair, trying to shake off the lingering effects of the dream. But it wasn’t just the dream that troubled her; Rudra’s presence in real life had started to evoke a different kind of feeling in her. Every glance, every accidental touch seemed to have a new significance, one that she had never noticed before.

But this? This wasn’t just a dream. It felt like a curse, drawing out her deepest desires and fears.

Kanika leaned back against the pillow, her skin still buzzing from the memory of Rudra’s touch in the dream. She took a deep breath, her mind racing. Could this be the *curse* the old man had warned them about? Was it feeding off her energy, pulling her deeper into its grip?

And the worst part… was Rudra having these dreams too?

She closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing heart. But as she lay there, trying to push the dream away, her mind couldn’t stop wondering what would happen the next time she met Rudra.