Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 92: Scene XCII

The timid fingers of the woman previously took hold of the bracelet piece. And yet, even though deep emotion invaded her causing her words unable to leave her correctly, Ewelina’s blush emerged along with a shy smile to softly ask as the gems were caressed by affectionate fingertips.

"... Umh... what is fatædi?"

"... Something only I will call you, Ewelina."

"... I am happy. Thank you, husband... This gift... I love it." — Keeping it close to her heart, the youthful wife could not afford to gaze into his dazed eyes as great exhilaration menaced to show tears of joy in her lids.

It was great shyness she felt from this. For it was unexpected from a man such as Aslak was rumoured to be.

And because of such shyness, at the glance she ultimately gave to the spouse... Instead of straightforwardly acting upon her sentiments, Ewelina decided to request for what her soul desired.

"Husband... M-may I ask for a kiss?"

"..."

"... A little one...? O-on the lips..."

"I told you not to tempt me..." — Watching her timid smile he groaned. Letting a grin grow as his hands took her waist to embrace her. Satisfied that the dimple of the woman appeared. — "My Fatædi. A little one won’t do."

It was sweet. The sensation of the barbaric man who understood the deepness of a legend while away... and the woman whose feelings had already been acknowledged, innocently grazed in a dainty exchange. Surrounded by the warmth of each other’s company and air.

"fuhh... Ewelina... Let’s lay together..." — Nuzzling her sweetly, Aslak requested. Feeling with his hands the curves of her sensible waist. — "Now that I’m back and red is flowing we can only rest together."

"Yes... You ought to be tired after this journey."

"I simply wanted to arrive. Give this to you and... Fulfil the promise I mentioned when I left."

"... We still ought to wait."

"I know. Come, let’s lay together."

His hand took hers and led her to their mattress. And still holding dearly her bracelet, Ewelina followed, recalling that the spouse’s bath was interrupted.

"Wait, hus–... Aslak, your bath."

"I’m done."

"You have to at least dry your hair..."

"Haaah... don’t be bothersome, woman. Come here."

"-?! Aslak!"

The man who was already seating on their mattress pulled her hand frustrated at her proper behaviour. Causing the stammer of her feet to fall on the bed where they would rest and fell beside her. Moving her with ease so she would lay in his grasp.

"It will dry on its own." — He smiled at her frown. Taking the woman in his arms so she would also surround him with her limbs. — "Alright. Like this... Your hand should lay on me."

"... A–Are we truly laying like this?"

"Yes. I like it. You are warm but I don’t mind the heat. I didn’t know we could rest together without tangling."

"... You did not ask..."

"You didn’t say."

"Aslak... you seem to always have a retort to my sayings." — Glaring at him, annoyed by the nonchalant attitude, Ewelina reproached. Although aware that his words were true. Yet reluctant to admit such was the case.

"And you always become fierce at them. Hah. *peck*... Lay back down. At least to feel you, Fatædi... My nights were endless outside."

"... What happened at night?... Husband, tell me what you saw... I wish to learn about it." — Cuddling to his chest, Ewelina inquired. Relieved to be able to lean on him and hear the air and heart of her beloved spouse. Feeling in true peace, for his warmth involved her tenderly firm in his clasp.

The man’s nose in her curls inhaled delighted as her weight was on him and yet he still felt mischievous... Enough to tease the innocent woman.

"Nights were the worst... A gruesome nightmare."

"! Were there many beasts?"

"Mhm... One that has yet to get everything he wanted."

"What?"

"... I thought of you at night, Ewelina."

"..."

"It was truly hard a nightmare." — The rosy blush slowly came to her cheeks while they looked at each other as the man licked his lip recalling the many pictures he imagined of her. — "... Pleasing myself without you. It became difficult, Ewelina... See?"

Glancing down, both saw his bulge.

"It would rise by your illusion... Hm? Wait. Ewelina, don’t touch...?!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The hand of the man barely tried to stop the woman’s who as wicked as his tease she could be.

The member of the man was slyly reached by her hand between his robe and at the sensitive jolt of the tame savage, Ewelina leaned desireful on him as the thickness and his length was slowly traced by the stroke of her hand.

"mh.. Fuhh... Let go."

Placing his hand over hers Aslak mumbled heated already by the touch, while the dazed woman decided to ignore it and start a certain movement over his manhood.

"Ewelina you said we can’t...! Mh ah..."

"Husband..." — To the man whose another hand around her body tightened, she seductively said. Watching where their hands moved as she could feel him breathe into her fur. — "You keep mentioning tempting things..."

"haa... I was teasing... Haah.. Alright. huff. Stop your hand..."

"I won’t..."

"You said we can’t–!"

"We... *smooch*... We– mhn!" — Lifting her head to kiss him, she wanted to say more. Yet his craving took her visage to kiss her deeper, sliding his tongue into the small mouth of the woman that opened gladly so his taste could be welcomed by the exchange of delectable moisture.

"nh! Haah..! Stop, Ewelina." — To the hand that continued to move, Aslak growled weakly at the woman that bit his lip in an innocent nibble, smiling wicked at his trouble.

"We can do this... I can please you with my hand, Aslak... *lick*... Only for now."

"haah... Ahh.... Mhm... Ewelina. Huff..." — His fierce gaze observed the woman as his rod was stroked by her small hand. And at her sayings, his hand went back to lay over hers to kiss her as he aided the heat with luscious licks. — "Hold it tighter... Haa... You are tighter.. Nh.. Huff"

"Aslak... *slurp* husband... Mh." — ’You’re so adorable, my love... How I desire to...’

"Ah, Ewelina... huff Fatædi... nh!" — His soft moans were heard attentively by the heated wife, that observed with excited awe how his puffs weakened the more he closed into climax.

"... I wish I could take you, husband... Truly..."

"mph! Don’t say.. Nh.. Ah..... Huff..... Mh!" — A strong jerk of his head was given at the release of his seed and to the gasping return to see the heated woman’s gaze he moved to kiss her; vindictive for the pleasure was still frustrating. — "Haah huff... Now don’t touch there anymore. Huff... Next time I release it... It has to be inside you."