69. His Answer

*Rune*

The woman unbuckles my belt, all the while staring up at me from beneath thick lashes. A smile lifts her red lips that I've imagined on my cock the entire day, and it is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.

Down the zipper goes, and my breathing turns shallow. "Astrid, I do not believe this is the right place for--"

Her small fingers pull my cock out of my underwear and I hiss, muscles tensing. "Why? You were never ashamed of the maids seeing it at my castle."

Her words barely register. I have been hard for days. Hungry, craving, needing her. There have been days it hurts so much, it feels numb. Other days, I keep myself busy to keep her out of my head.

Waking up on our wedding night in my right mind had been near painful. Finding her spread on my chest, her rosy nipples rubbing against me, her wet thighs on mine, her scent in my nose, her mark on my neck, the smell of raw sex in the air...I had fled from the room.

We had fused, and I had watched from the depths of my mind wher