Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 137: Scene CXXXVII

One kiss did not suffice to break the man’s entirety... so another was laid much softer yet as desireful on his skin.

"nnh... husband..." — She sighed, looking up so his agreement would come.

"Ewelina... As much as I madly want to... fuck... I can’t."

"..... why?... I am sure... Husband would have taken me at the stream... yet now...–!"

"Huff. Woman..." — Surprising her with quick movement. The wide shadow of the man came to loom over Ewelina’s body. Showing complex expression as his reasons were growled to the heated wife. — "At the tower, it was only after a pair of days without having you... what do you think will happen now? Huh? After weeks... when I know your energy won’t be enough... what do you think will happen to these darn legs of yours?"

"!....."

"Answer."

"... I..."

"... You know it won’t be easy." — Letting his forehead rest on the also troubled wife’s, Aslak exhaled. Clenching the sheets where he previously laid. Desperate by the passion he kept prisoner to aid the woman. — "If I am to hold you like I want... it won’t be easy, Fatædi..."

"..." — Her silence was heavy with agitation. But the anxious lip that was stabbed by her own teeth was quickly released to go for the spouse’s in a brief kiss. Immediately starting a stuttering suggestion. — "Wh-what if w-we are not... to link...? T-this time?"

"... What...?"

"A-alike to the time woman’s bleeding occurred at our home... by my hand... and... and by yours..."

"..... It won’t be the same."

"Yes... h-however... we will..... feel the other..."

Timid, her fingers went up to maintain the man near, caressing lightly his neck and shoulders meanwhile an impatient leg tried to bring up its knee, causing his attention to go down her body and notice the expectant feminity peek beyond the silk covering it.

"Our bodies warmth..."

To this last weak whisper of the begging Ewelina, the seal of his lips was lured successfully. Becoming deeper and more passionate while his body allowed part of his weight to rest on her softness when his hand had already opened the woman’s robe to go down a soft abdomen until reaching the gap with an entrance reserved for his manhood.

".. ah... hff..."

"Will I need to lick my fingers...?" — He purred to her heated puffs.

"no... nh!"

"Ah... It’s good... haa I’m not the only hard one."

"Mh! Haaa... I did not lie, Aslak."

"!... nh... don’t touch me there yet..." — Moving slightly to talk directly to her bewildered eyes halting her touch, Aslak licked the woman’s cheek, kissing her as if he was eating the blushed skin. Getting as feverish to the humid warmth of the space his fingers had gone to. — "haaa... Ewelina... Ewelina..."

Her name called as an entranced sigh made the woman shudder... Fidgeting to the big hand between her legs, elated by the bites and kisses down her neck that would eventually reach her breasts... where in between he would stop to look up at the excited Ewelina, kissing the middle of her chest to entice a squeeze to his fingers with a malicious tease.

"You did this to me... *peck*... Do you like it?"

"mh~... I..."

*smo~och*

"! Ah... I-I.... I do...!"

"Of course you do... you have my fingers inside you at least." — Accommodating her leg up his torso he frowned slightly at the allure of the woman, rising from her body to watch it as those fingers he mentioned moved slowly inside her. Caressing her walls while his stiffened manhood rubbed against the limb he held. — "... My fingers... Moving like you want my rod to."

"Mmh!... W-why say that...ah!?"

"It’s true."

"!? ah!... hn!?" — More flinches were inflicted by his finger that at her first jerk caressed more of her insides, instinctively aware that such spot was the one the woman felt the more pleasure. — "WaIT! Nh!.. Haa..!"

"Then... Fuhh... free my finger..."

"hnn~!"

"It doesn’t look like you want me to wait, Ewelina..."

"Nn.. No...! ah!"

"Fatædi... Are you about to come?"

"hm.. Mph..!"

Watching how the woman did not know where to refuge at the insurmountable pleasure his hand was giving this time especially, Aslak also felt drowsy by the sight of her hand that, as if hugging herself, lifted a soft mound. Flaunting its delicious peak as her other hand went up her curls to try reaching for anything it could clench... for he had said not to touch the man’s pole her heated gaze openly stared at.

"... Aslak... ahh... aslak..."

"....."

To her crystalline sound, the spouse admired the lust in his beautiful wife. Halting the movement of his hand for a moment to lean and suck the tasteful peak she flaunted. Licking it to also feel his hand get wetter as it resumed the strokes inside, pressing more of the spot as the fingertip caressed the place faster.

"Come... *sucks*... *nibbles* Nngh Come, Fatædi."

"ah–... Haa... N...!"

Gasping, trying to hold onto sanity, Ewelina jerked many times, confused by the swirling sensation his hand summoned.

... Until her leg was lowered to feel a pressure down her belly button aid the fingers entering her by stimulating the hardened bud above her entrance... while the peak of her breast continued to be bitten.

"Grrmm... Come." — He growled, ruthlessly releasing the fleshy bud in his teeth and thrusting his fingers further inside her entrance. While her lower bud... was endearingly pinched by merciless fingertips.

"..! a!.. h! n~~.. ~~h!!!"

The squirt of her feminity and the shaken flinch her slim body gave in reaction made Ewelina gasp and gape out of breath. Ecstatic at the pleasure her love could grant.

Chaotic breathing lowered her drowsy lids to look at the mesmerised man watching her. Causing the pleased woman to turn more sensual, clenching the legs he praised and loosening the arms hugging herself so her teeth could bite her own fingers as she lusted for the hardened rod at his waist.

"nh... husband...~" — She sweetly purred, dulcet and with fading voice, invaded by desire to the awestruck spouse. — "haa... it is... nh your turn~..."

"..."

Her body shrank to the intent stare of her silent man, making her legs come up to her abdomen as if to keep the pleasure inside.

The man, as if natural... admired the allure of his wife to then take out his fingers and stroke the thick of her folded legs with her feminine honey... already thirsty... and confused... for his craves kept inciting his manliness to enter the place reserved for him.

Nonetheless... the woman liked the current circumstances... furthermore as his rough hand, wet by her own juices, went up her limb.

"nh... My legs... does husband like them?"

"... why even ask that..." — Concentrated on the toned limbs, Aslak said, almost nonchalant while lost in desire. Trying to slide his hand in between the woman’s limbs.

"hn~ then... where your hand is being squeezed... place your manhood..." — Glued together, her legs elevated to caress with her feet the chest of the heated man. Inviting him to do something he had not done or thought before. — "As if it is my entrance... you may move there... Aslak~"