"I know you do," he said, the smile on his lips turning into a smirk as he pulled the needle out of her nipple with a flourish, watching as she writhed with the sudden relief. "But we're just getting started." He stepped back, admiring the scene before him – Raavi, bound and bruised, her body a testament to his dominance.

With a predatory grace, Aarav approached the bed again, his eyes locked onto the pulsing ache between her thighs. "You're going to scream for me now," he promised, his voice a seductive growl. He leaned down, his breath hot and heavy against her sensitive skin, and attached his mouth to her clit.