The Camellia Tattoo - Chapter 135

Slam, slam!

Each thrust caused the walls inside her to tighten, gripping his length with a firm hold. Her inner walls clung to him as if refusing to let go, and with every deep stroke, they released more fluid.

Amber was on the verge of fainting from his movements.

The intensity had been overwhelming for a while now. It wasn’t just waves of pleasure; it was as if her entire being was soaked in ecstasy, making it impossible to think straight.

Every time Igmeyer drove into her, her breath became more labored, nearly knocking her out. Had she not been in the right position, she would have collapsed long ago.

Clinging to Igmeyer’s neck, Amber cried, bit her lip, shook her head, and made love as if this were the last night they’d ever share.

She said it felt so good, so overwhelmingly good, that she thought she might die from it. She thought she could die here in his arms and be content.

But those words were too embarrassing to say aloud, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Instead, she expressed herself in the only way she knew how.

“I love you, Igmeyer.”

I love you. I love you so much.

If you were ever hurt, I’d cut off my own flesh to feed you and keep you alive.

If you were ever in danger, I’d run ahead and take the arrows or spears meant for you.

I don’t know how else to describe the depth of this love.

By now, Amber had completely opened her heart to him.

A life without him was unimaginable. She’d rather not live at all.

No matter how terrible the situation, Amber would save him first, not herself.

After all, once was enough for her to have lived.

“I love you, Amber.”

Igmeyer whispered tenderly as he released himself deep inside her.

“Haa…”

After it all ended, Amber let out a low sigh and rested her head on Igmeyer’s arm.

A deep sense of satisfaction, almost aching in its intensity, coursed through her body. It was a feeling she didn’t want to share with anyone else.

‘I feel so drowsy.’

Despite the tiredness, Igmeyer always offered his arm for her to rest on through the night, seemingly never tired.

At first, she worried about his arm going numb, but now she simply enjoyed the comfort.

His arm was solid and strong, and she knew from experience that it wasn’t so fragile that it would hurt just from her resting on it.

Amber liked the way her lower abdomen felt tight, so she absentmindedly ran her palm over it.

“Hey, Igmeyer.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re sure you’re being careful about birth control, right? I mean, today isn’t exactly the best day…”

“I’m being careful.”

His deep, slightly sleepy voice showed that he was a little drowsy.

Relieved, Amber nodded.

It was probably for the best.

At first, she’d been upset with Igmeyer for not wanting to have a baby, but after calming down and thinking it through, she realized his decision was the right one for the time being.

Nidhogg would target her the moment she became pregnant, so it was wise to wait until they dealt with him. After that, Igmeyer might be older and change his mind about having a child.

‘Yes, let’s focus on making the ski a success first.’

She desperately wanted a baby, but raising a child alone wasn’t feasible, and naturally, Igmeyer’s opinion as the father was crucial.

Amber reassured herself with these thoughts for what felt like the thousandth time.

Besides, this wasn’t the same time as in her previous life when she had been pregnant.

She longed for a baby, but it had to be ‘that’ baby. The one she lost before it had the chance to be born…

She would have to time things right for that to happen.

Just then.

“Why did you suddenly ask about that, Amber?”

He was looking at her with a serious expression.

Amber met his gaze and shook her head slightly.

“No reason.”

“…You’re not upset?”

“No, I’m okay now. I still want to have a baby, but… The ski comes first. We need to secure the North and defeat Nidhogg. When I think about that, it makes sense that now isn’t the right time to get pregnant.”

“You’re being very rational.”

Igmeyer gently stroked Amber’s hair.

For now, it was all he could offer.

He felt sorry, grateful, and sorry again—and even more grateful.

With those emotions, he tenderly continued to caress her before sitting up to kiss her.

His love for her was so overwhelming, it was becoming hard to contain.

He wanted to shout his love to the world, Igmeyer instead entwined his tongue with hers, drawing in her breath, as if even sharing it with the world felt too precious.

“Mm…”

Amber, basking in her husband’s outpouring affection, closed her eyes, content and happy.

After their sweet kiss ended, drowsiness began to wash over her. Nestled snugly in Igmeyer’s arms, Amber snuggled closer as her eyelids grew heavier… and heavier.

‘Just a moment.’

But only a few seconds later, Amber suddenly jolted awake, her body trembling.

‘The child I had before… and the one I’ll have this time… are they truly the same child?’

She had never seen its face, so there was no way to know for sure. She didn’t even know the gender. All she could do was hope and believe it would be.

‘Please come back to Mom.’

This time, I’ll protect you.

I’ll give you the vast northern lands to inherit.

We’ll walk hand-in-hand through the snow-covered mountains, and one day, when you’re grown, you’ll hunt on your own.