Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 136: Scene CXXXVI

Quick on her feet as he said, Ewelina turned ashamed to be warned by her husband, whose playfulness melted the strict side of hers effortlessly.

’... I was not staring that much...’ — She thought, bothered by his call of attention.

Nonetheless, her garments were to be changed as she had announced and yet, the awareness of his gaze made her eyes look through the dimly lit tent to confirm no space to undress in private was there for her to use.

"....." — The young Ewelina bit her lower lip, lowering her head panicky as she could foresee that even when Aslak appeared to say he would not peek at her figure, the woman was aware that his eyes would still be placed on her.

’... Do not think of it...’

Timid yet wishing not to be defeated by shyness, the wife braced herself. Starting to take off the dirty dress that covered a recently cleaned skin.

And as she had foreseen... an already nude man caught sight of the scene. Taking a wide and leisurely seat on the crafty mattress, to lust over the feminine flesh dismissing her every cover.

From the naked shoulders, his amber hues traced the sensual line on her back that moved bewitching as the dress lowered down her soft curves and desirable legs.

"Fuhhh..." — Aslak exhaled, already excited. Thirsty enough to lick his edges as her feet raised to leave the fallen dress... making him more conscious of the gap his member belonged to.

’... Bend down...’ — Feverish, he requested. Privately craving for a naughtier sight while his member threatened to stiffen. And yet... it did not occur.

For as conscious of her nudity as he was, Ewelina wrapped the gown around the flesh he was passionately admiring before picking the dress she dismissed.

"Darn the earth." — Aslak mumbled, annoyed. Climbing the mattress to lay on it while his grumble continued, only waiting for her to join him in bed.

"? Have you said something?"

"... Come to rest." — Squinting his eyes to glare from the edge of the eye, Aslak growled. Watching the modest walk of the wife until she was covered under the furs at a distance he disliked. — "You’re too far."

"!" — To the effortless pull from his hand, Ewelina swallowed a flinch.

"There... Fuuhh... This is better."

"A-aslak... we are too close... It is stuffing." — Close enough for her lips to accidentally graze his chest, she said. Unable to move freely as the man had her locked in his arms.

"... You’re stiff, that’s why." — Acting upon his considerations, his hand then went for her thigh. — "Put your leg over mine. Your hand too... hug me too."

"uhM..m... alright..." — Doing as told although his hand had guided hers, Ewelina... dug herself into the man. Cuddling to find comfort even as she was too conscious of his bare skin and dangerous bulge.

However, her actions and quiet essence were a bliss for the wild spouse. Who squeezed her, feeling the shape of her body against his, intertwining their legs, breathing her fragrance and sealing a kiss strongly on her curls... elated by the ticklish caress her warm breath gave to his chest.

"Nh... Fatædi... closer." — Aslak mumbled, incredibly relaxed.

"....."

*Shift...*

Innocently, she did as he mumbled, summoning his pleasant purr to the warmth... and to the loving strokes her fingers gifted to the side of his wide back.

"It is good I do not fight sleep tonight..."

"hrmm... Fatædi was exhausted every day and yet you fought rest... odd wife."

"Yes... I was exhausted... yet husband would never rest... even protecting myself as I rested..."

"I said it’s fine." — Only separating to glare at her, Aslak growled. Immediately settling back on the curly pillow her fur was to sigh next. — "At least you did obey and slept."

"... I could rest yet husband never did... it... it made my heart ache, husband..."

"?! Does it still hurt?"

"?? Ah no... it does not..."

"Why didn’t you tell me? I said to tell me if something hurt."

"I... haha... forgive me, I will tell next time."

"Haaah... you have to, alright?"

"yes..."

"Sleep now, Fatædi... I’m also resting. It won’t hurt tonight." — Ignorant of the true meaning behind her sayings, Aslak cuddled the woman in his arms beastly affectionate. Unable to see the happiness invade his wife as she nodded in agreement... so intensely that her mouth moved to silently answer differently. Fidgety... Purely... Lovingly...

— I love you... I love you, Aslak...—

Overwhelmed by the still untold confession her body tightened, embracing him stronger while her forehead leaned helplessly on his tough chest.

’I love you, my fated love.’

"Nh~ bloody woman you’re so nice to hold."

The firm stroke to her body filled the speck left of her body to feel as heavenly as her smitten soul and heart did.

"Haha~... Mh~ husband also is nice to hold..."

"Good."

"Yes... it is good."

"... Sleep fatædi... *peck*... Sleep calmly."

Rejoiced by his affection, her head lifted to meet his surprised amber ones with an adorable smile.

"Good night, husband." — The old soul behaving as youthful as her body whispered sweetly to her beloved spouse. Staring at the bewildered man whose heart skipped at her awaiting loveliness for a good night kiss.

"....."

The glances to his lips warned Aslak of her wish. Eventually coming to hold and stroke the woman’s visage, lightly kissing the tasteful flesh of her edges. Slowly nuzzling her nose until the man came to scowl a frustrated good night.

"Sigh... Rest the best you can, Ewelina."

"..."

"... darned be my rest."

The smile she had maintained loosened to these last sayings, feeling how the frustration bothered the peace her husband had gained while holding her. For it was not only his sighs that conveyed upheaval but also his body restraining itself from letting his lust win the battle.

For a moment, she contemplated also moving fidgety... until the bulge of her husband could not be ignored any further.

"Husband..." — Out of breath, she said with closed lids, embarrassed. Sliding her hand with an inconsiderate stroke that only aroused the troubled Aslak more.

"What...! Fuhh... don’t do that."

"... Is it... unbearable?"

"... Sleep."

"... Husband–"

"Just sleep, woman."

"... It is unbearable to myself..."

"....."

Tense silence was kept by both breathless spouses... while as if natural, the nonexistent distance tightened to the thrill of their stillness... Until a reckless woman made a gamble to entice the man. Laying a sweet kiss on the chest she faced...

"...!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Summoning a shiver in both of their cores.