We’re Married, After All - Chapter 115

Even in this situation, Danel expertly targeted my weak spot.
The area deep inside my body. A profound depth that only his shaft could reach and make me feel.

“Haaahk…! Aahng, ah, deep, ahh…!”
“Hah, ha……”

Danel’s lips descended upon my shoulders, which were scratching at the sheets. His face, pressing kisses as if stamping a seal, was impassive, almost ascetic.

Even while his member was churning my insides so obscenely.

“Nngh. Ah……”

A heavy, foreign sensation flooded my lower abdomen. The overwhelmingly intense pleasure kept making me tense my lower belly.

Whenever I unconsciously clenched down below, the strength also increased in Danel’s hands gripping my thighs.

Danel gritted his teeth and thrust his hips. His movements grew increasingly violent as he repeatedly pulled back almost all the way to the tip, only to slam back deep inside.

It seemed Danel, too, was becoming intoxicated with pleasure.

The hands holding my thighs grew tighter. The heated flesh kept crushing against my cervix and scraping my deepest places.

“Danel, Danel….”

Sensing the end approaching, I cried out his name like a scream. While I might not have known while I was asleep, now that I was fully awake, I wanted to feel every part of my husband as I came.

At the sound of my voice, Danel’s movements quickened. He shook his hips wildly, pounding into my depths. The relentless thrusts, meant to wring out the searing heat building inside me, were rough and frantic.

Thud.

An impact occurred in my deepest part. Simultaneously, a pleasure so intense it felt like my whole body would burst forth washed over me.

Unable to even scream, I clenched down tightly below. I could feel every twitch and pulse of his shaft against my hypersensitive inner walls.

The head, pressed against my cervix, spurted his seed. The powerful e*********n striking my cervix created a peculiar, overwhelming pleasure. I trembled, fully immersed in the sensation.

Thump.

Soon after all the aftershocks had passed, I collapsed onto the bed as if fainting. I could feel the s***n leaking from where we were joined trickling down my thigh to my b******s.

“Haaah……”

I moaned in the pleasure Danel gave me, like someone suffering from a fever. The s*x with Danel, which had been ongoing frequently lately, was ecstatic but left me utterly exhausted.

Danel slowly pulled out his member.

Even though his shaft, which had e********d twice in a row, was still standing rigid, I pretended not to notice. I knew Danel wouldn’t force himself on me, but facing his desire head-on while I was…

Scolding him wasn’t an easy task.
Instead, I asked the man who was kissing my eyelids.
“What time… is it now?”

Danel turned his head. He was probably checking the clock on the bedroom wall.
“It’s fine if you sleep a bit longer.”

The way he said that meant it was likely closer to ‘morning’ than ‘dawn’.

I sighed and sat up. It was to call a maid and have bathwater prepared. Seeing me like this, Danel hinted once more.

“I think it would be better… if you rested a bit more.”
“It’s fine, I want to wash now. Today… we decided to go to the Grand Cathedral.”

I muttered while looking at the window covered by thick curtains.
At my words, Danel let out a sigh. His attitude openly showed his displeasure.

Seeing him like that made me laugh.

He himself admitted it was a time when he was mentally precarious. To be precise, it was the period when he was out of his mind with wanting to have Laurea Temesio.

Even though the tingling echoes of pleasure still lingered all over my body, I couldn’t help but wonder how Danel had spent that time in the Grand Cathedral.

I was far too curious.

Despite Danel’s displeased expression, I did not yield and rang the bell. Soon, the maids of the townhouse, whose faces I hadn’t yet grown familiar with, entered the bedroom with a bathtub.