Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 73: Scene LXXIII

Three knocks on his door were heard. Much confident, just as she had done the first time she visited along with a pair of unwelcomed guests.

"... Come in." — He said to the sound of it which made him glance at its wood blankly. Answering as he observed the last tad of mead in his leather mug that he would gulp down before the doors opened, creaking at her cautious movement.

"... Good day, Husband. I was told you requested my presence."

"..."

The voice felt far to his liking in his memories and to her greeting the open gates behind her was noticed.

His hand released the leather jack on the table. And went in her direction walking by her side to close them without saying a word.

Ewelina had followed his motion and turned to watch him, giving a few steps more inside the stances as nervousness enhanced the race of her heart from having him so near after days of wait.

Roughly, the doors came to meet as they closed, heavy by their thick weight and he then turned, seemingly calm as the resounding room vibrated to the noise as his gaze laid on his wife.

"... I want to touch you." — Aslak suddenly told the woman. Without saying an adequate greeting.

Conflicted, her eyes welcomed more light as they widened. However, Ewelina’s head lowered, forgetting his wildness made him difficult to comprehend and relinquishing to disappointment as a mistaken thought was born.

"..... That is... Discouraging... Do I not... Do I not even deserve a greeting after so long...?"

"That’s why." — Aslak walked to stand before the woman. Thrilled, for he was one who would explain himself. Much after her soft voice was heard. — "Can I... touch you as I greet you? The doors... Privacy you said..."

The steps he gave to close their distance, made his words more overwhelming to her who wished to look composed, opposite to her interior. Yet it was she who did not speak. For his meanings pushed her so naturally to stand on her toes to reach his lips, as her hands laid on the tough chest she missed... That if not because he bent along her lift to grasp Ewelina’s figure with craving hands... her intent would have ended in a simple graze both did not desire.

"h..mph... Husband..."

Shrinking as her hands held his jaw, she puffed to a devouring man that held her so near, by the waist, that she immediately felt weak to his touch.

"mn... Haa *smooch*... Woman... I... nnph... Damn, it."

Bending further, his hand went down to lift her leg which did not refuse his lead. Regardless, the garments of a lady were enormously upsetting at this time.

"A skirt is troublesome... Hold on." — Guiding her arm in a rush so it would grasp as much as she could of his wide back, Aslak told Ewelina out of breath. Lifting her from her bum and announcing with ferocity his following motion. — "I’m taking you to the desk."

"!?"

It took less than she could notice. And without care for the parchments laying indiscriminately on his desk, Aslak sat Ewelina on the edge, who proceeded to lose her balance instantly to the rough hand of the man that raised her leg to nibble on the skin the dress ceased to cover... While his other hand took her waist to drag her weak body closer to his. Laying helpless on the wide desk the spouse took her to.

"uh? ah..! wa–wait....n! Husband... Mmph.. *slurp* haa... nn~"

Ewelina’s bewildered call made Aslak lower to reach her lips and kiss her as the firm fingers fully opened over her lower limb so they could feel more of that tender skin as they went up... Caressing her knee and thigh to stroke its side and hold her limb up so she would lock him in between... As an unconscious thrust happened against the other.

"Huff...nh! *smooch*...*smooch*... W–woman... I..."

"nh! ah... haa... Yes? W-what is it?" — Desireful to continue locking their lips together Ewelina stuttered to his immovable countenance staying so close yet far from her lips.

"I... I avoided meeting you. I regret it."

"...... w-why...? Was I... After all, did I upset you without knowing, husband?"

Both raised to his words. Although she stayed seated... as a troubled expression invaded her visage. As well as his did... with a deep frown that did not widen the distance even in the gravity of his confession.

"Yes... No... I–... Wife, I am ignorant to many things..." — Holding her head by dipping his fingers in the wonderful fur she flaunted Aslak told the woman that was as confused as his pride had been. — "But I was taught... And... I know now that I disliked it."

"W–what... what did I do to upset you...?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Haaa... I..."

"Husband... Tell me what it is..."

The sweetness of her mouthpiece made him shiver, wishing to taste the lips that let them out. However, his eyes met hers with passionate wildness and lifted her chin to tell almost threatening.

"Yngve. Hrom. Vinka."

"...?"

"..... Ewelina, my wife."

The mention of her name threw a relentless shudder down her spine, confused at the sayings he failed to convey properly. Nonetheless, words were not needed for his eyes guided the woman’s instincts that wavered as she commenced to tell the correct answer.

"... a... As..."

"Yes... Say it... Ewelina..." — Thrilled to her stammer, he leaned to incite a seductive lure so she would say it... Grazing faintly their thirsty lips so her voice would heed his request.

"haa... Aslak...mm... Aslak... my spouse..."

"ah... Damn it...!" — Biting her lip, her hips was made to collide with him causing her delectable flinch in his hold.

"ah!"

"Woman. Ewelina, it bothered me so much...!? Mph..haa."

"It doesn’t matter..." — Her kiss came to muffle his growl, locking him near with her legs as one hand took his head so he would follow as she leaned back. — "haa... Aslak... Simply... Simply..... Mh.. Embrace me harder..."

The bashful eyes of the woman, tinted with lovely red from flush uttered seductive temptation with unbelievable pureness from shyness. And the man could not resist, for the dazed demeanour she portrayed, he wanted to dishevel it further with his luscious force after recalling he had maliciously asked such words to be said before. To eventually connect with her as he has been aching to, yet foolishly restrained from.

Slurping sounds from a greedy kiss, voracious as her enticement was maddening.

Aslak fell on her, thirsty to taste her moisture... And steamy breath... As his hands went up the legs locking him so firmly and reaching that other lovely place where his manhood would be welcomed in a warm and wet entrance his fingers would delightfully touch... So her moans would be weak from pleasure instead of hurt because of his size.

"haa.. Nnn... Ewelina... Lina... Woman... Ah..."

"!..a... Mmh!... Hus–..a.. Aslak...!! *smooch* mnn *suck*.. nh..!"

"You are... huff... Say it again..."

"a–...aslak..!!! ahHaa...!!!"

Thrusting his fingers as his name was called with a weak voice by a young wife, Aslak made her twist from surprise and pleasure. Nibbling on her chin that reacted as strongly as her lower half.

"nh!! You tighten to my name!... ah... Ewelina... I’m... I’ll fill you... So suck me as strongly into you... Yes?"

"nh! Aslak~..."

A hand that came to hold her curled back helped her relax the greedy entrance, to then retrieve the pair of thick fingers that had entered her femininity suddenly... yet skillfully to not hurt her... And came out damp with her schlick fluid... Solely so this time they would enter his stuffy pants and finally become a whole lung with the partner who would let him breathe pleasingly once sliding his impatient member inside her.