Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 77: Scene LXXVII

"mn~...haa..."

"... huff... Won’t you say it? Nh!"

"Ah!"

"hm? Ewelina?"

"n!"

Strong plunges of his greedy member collided into her furthest walls as he asked... resting his forehead on hers to watch the luscious sight of his woman’s expression, being ravished intensely with his relentless length.

"Won’t you– hn! Ah... Say it?"

"hnn~!! haa.. ah! mm...!"

Her heated body couldn’t enable a word to be said. Yet in the teary eyes out of the steamy pleasure his collision provoked, Ewelina shook her head, only to be kissed as a restriction. And feeling the manliness of him, thrusting powerfully tasteful into her again... Sending more electrifying shudders through every bit of her vessels.

"huff... Say it~ *lick* say it. Ewelina."

"!! mmh.. hus–"

His bite as he lifted the woman prevented an incorrect uttering.

Keeping her nigher in a position she felt flying as her legs could not grasp well the mattress for they had evolved numb to the pleasure, Aslak stopped moving. Stuffing her insides with his thick self, maintaining her restricted to rub her softness against his toughness as his arms wrapped around the woman completely. All so even her head wouldn’t drift away from the tangling of their moisture.

"Wife.. *slurp*... Say it now." — To the slight fight of her legs that desired to continue feeling his movement, Aslak kept her settled, forcefully yet still weak. To then instruct her once more... Much intensely in a breathless sound. — "Yell it... call me."

"hmnh!! no... ah! please..."

"yell it..."

"hn.. No!"

Tears commenced to fall indiscriminately in pain from her eyes.

A contradictory denial was weakly cried... while her edges still went to lock with his, desperate to feel his warm kiss while sadness invaded her core.

"no..." — She whispered, truly troubled as another graze was given. Trembling. With the weak legs that couldn’t crawl properly to imprison him.

Nonetheless, he evaded a deeper caress to glare at her delicate drops. And pulled away the curls hiding her visage... especially careful.

"... I said you have to tell if it hurts."

"no..."

"Get off. We’re stopping."

"!? No!"

A hoarse, trembling cry left her as she fought his hands trying to separate them, clutching his head in the tight embrace of her limbs that seemed crunched to lock him near.

"Let go." — Pulling the loose fabric she still carried, Aslak refrained from touching her as his strength could continue to harm her as he mistakenly believed he was doing.

"no... no... Y–your touch.. mm... it doesn’t..."

Burying her countenance on his nape, Ewelina groaned her words to her cold spouse. Letting her tears fall on his skin as her gasping breath grazed his flesh.

"Woman. We’re stopping. Halt your crying."

"No! I don’t... I don’t want that!"

A fierce glare of a conflicted wife came to look at him directly with flushed cheeks.

"I cannot... I cannot say it... sniff!... husband..."

His eyes widened the more tears fell and became stunned by the scared hand that came to hold his jaw so delicately, as Ewelina also leaned preciously to whisper her honesty.

"The place you are leaving to... will it truly be a month?... If I say it again... won’t my longing become more unbearable?"

"....."

"We... we have just met again..."

"... Then don’t." — Arranging himself more comfortably in their mattress, Aslak held her waist faintly gentle to show care for her frail presence. — "Say it when I’m gone."

"hmn... No..."

"Why?"

’Because... I’ll miss you...’ — She answered painfully in her insides. Shrinking to the thought that she did wish to tell yet was scared to do so.

"... Call me at night woman... *smooch* I’ll do the same." — Kissing her gently, Aslak told to her quiet reply. Coming to smirk at her endearing reaction that seemed relieved by his affection. — "I’ll even imagine you like this... And fuck you every night in my head."

"!?!? Husband! Brutish man! How can you tell me such a–!"

"I’ve done it already... Before today. I couldn’t help it." — Feeling with his hands the tense curve of the woman, affectionate and yearnful, Aslak grinned as he informed indifferent to manners. — "I saw my door summon me... And as I avoided you... I heeded on my own, woman."

’... But... My door...’

"My door never–"

"Our chambers are odd. But... Can’t we talk about that... Hff.. later...?" — The tensing of her lower half did not go unnoticed. And much less her feel. — "You got... fuhh wetter..."

"ah....." — She moaned, looking down as he did to see the place they joined. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Was it because... I said I fucked you in my head?*smooch* hm? *lick* ah..! It was, wasn’t it?"

"Ah.. ! Husband!"

"At least..! ah huff... Admit that..! huff..."

Moving her sharply he said, as he intently watched a moaning expression that with every move became more excited to the point her lips wished to restrain the sound of her pleasure to reach him.

"!!...a..!..?..!!.. n!"

"Or is it...!? Ah! Woman... Is it my seed??"

"!...ph!!"

"Is it? From before– ah huff! So tight..."

Pinning her down his arm came below her leg to lift it as he continued to move intensely while his energy concentrated on his lower half... That moved inside her, thoroughly firm to release a thrilled part of himself within her again.

Both shivered... deliciously gasping into each other’s mouths... That eventually managed to tangle properly as the synchronized climax and the fused places of their bodies twitched. Sensing intensely the warmth and the hot dirtiness of their activity be experienced in the sweat of their glued torsos...

*******

The married couple fell asleep after he decided to leave her insides.

The drowsy woman already falling into slumber barely managed to shift to properly cuddle to his side. And even though it had not been done before, the man accepted her relaxed arm to lay on his abdomen... So welcoming and pleased by it that Aslak took her body so Ewelina would practically rest on him instead of their mattress. Allowing the thick fur she liked to cover with to also cover him as she puffed her asleep breathing with exhausted and swollen eyes.

The softness of her body felt incredibly nice and the warmth emanating from it that was enhanced by the covers felt refreshing even when his usual temperature made him wear thin clothing against cold weather.

Aslak began to doze off to the relaxing ambience, having one arm holding the length of her back where his hand reached until her curvy waist and smooth hip. Relishing on the position as rough fingers caressed her skin under the fur while his other hand played with the curls his woman possessed and the savage was fascinated with.

"fuuhhh..."

Soft blinks of the man holding a sleeping wife... The scent from her crown mixed with the sweat and the dampness of their mattress... A wild man simply indulged in the peace of her mild presence... Nuzzling to her forehead, kissing it with little grazes as a bestial rub of affection was faintly done to her fur.

"What gemstone should I give you... My lung... my female jazhara..."

The sound of a deep and passionate inhalation left tranquil from his mellow lips and feeling more of her shape and tender texture, Aslak whispered... Careful not to wake the serene wife cuddling deliciously to his manly frame.