Adultery A Gift or a Curse?

[Hornytamilan23]

Chapter 4: part 2
The hospital room was quiet, except for the steady beep... beep... of the heart monitor. 

Aravind slowly opened his eyes. His head felt like it was exploding. He looked over and saw Haseena sitting next to him, her eyes red from crying.

"Aravind? Oh thank god, you're awake," she whispered, grabbing his hand.

Aravind winced, touching the bandage on his head. "What happened? I remember coming home... and then..." 

He stopped, the painful memory hitting him. "Salman. I saw him with you."

Haseena burst into tears, covering her face. 

"I'm so sorry, Aravind. I didn't know! He looked exactly like you. He spoke like you. It was our anniversary, and I thought it was you making love to me."

"He touched you," Aravind ground out, his voice shaking with pure rage. His hands clenched into tight fists.

 "That bastard used magic to take my place!"

"It was so passionate," Haseena sobbed, her body trembling as the vivid memory flushed through her.

 "He was so intense... his hands were everywhere, pulling me close, moving inside me in ways that made me completely lose control. I surrendered everything to him because I thought he was my husband. I was burning for him.

" She put her face in her hands, torn between guilt and the lingering heat in her skin. 

"But right before you walked in, his magic slipped. I saw his real face. It was Salman. Then he hit you and ran into the forest."

Aravind’s blood boiled. The fury inside him was so hot he felt like he could burn the hospital down. "I will kill him," Aravind growled, his eyes wide with hatred. 
"I swear, I will hunt him down and kill him."
Outside the hospital room window, hiding in the dark branches of a tall tree, Salman watched them.

 His dark magic let him hear every single word through the glass, and hearing her describe their lovemaking only fueled his dark fire.

Seeing Haseena cry didn't make him feel guilty. It made him want her even more. 

He remembered the slick warmth of her body, the frantic sound of her sighs, and how perfectly she had arched her back to meet every heavy, deep thrust of his hips just hours ago. She had been completely consumed by him, begging for more.
Seeing Aravind's helpless anger only made Salman’s blood rush faster. 

A fierce, heavy throb pulsed between his legs, his cock hardening painfully against his trousers, aching to be filled by her tightness once again. He could still smell her scent on his skin, and the desire to possess her completely was driving him wild.

She belongs to me now, Salman thought, his hand sliding down to grip his throbbing length through his clothes, squeezing tight. She loved what I did to her. Her body still remembers my touch.

He knew he couldn't just walk in and take her by force. He needed a new, wicked plan. He began to whisper a low, seductive spell into the night air, sending a wave of invisible, erotic magic through the window. He was going to mess with Haseena's mind, making her relive the raw pleasure of his touch in her dreams, until the craving became so bad she would leave her husband and come running into the dark forest to find him willingly.