Ilyin arched her back and Aden took the opportunity to grab another pillow and place it underneath her and with her legs raised, there was only one thing left to keep her stable and her legs wrapped tightly around his.
“Because you discovered my weakness because I lied, I should be punished fairly,” Aden whispered as he twisted his body around hers.
Her high ass made it easier for him to pull down her panties and his aching erection came into contact with her wet, slippery entrance.
“Ah,” she moaned softly, as her laughter lingered in his ear.
After moving her body into the perfect position, he then placed her hand on his neck so she could feel the rapid beat of his pulse.
“Please use me,” he said seductively as he pushed himself deep inside her, watching with satisfaction as her eyes opened wide in sudden pleasure.
That night, Ilyin, who had authority in his soft hands, had asked for two things.
“That’s it for now,” she said.
The first order was cruel.
With his back against the bed, Ilyin raised his index finger and blocked her lips.
Aden was the Duke of Winter, who ruled Biflten, he had the strength to cut a monster's neck with his sword, but with just his small gesture, he stopped moving and asked:
“Are you ordering me to leave?”
Ilyin chuckled:
"No.
Please stay with me until the sky clears.
I haven't seen the sunrise with you yet." Ilyin stroked his cheek as he fell asleep and the two spent the night together.
She had become so responsible, that even Beth, who had strong values, would be proud of her.
Ilyin laid her head on Aden's legs and told him about her dream where she had seen many scenarios:
"The field was so vast that I couldn't see the end of it.
And there was a huge cliff."
Ilyin's description of Biflten's setting was strange to Aden, yet strangely familiar.
With his vast experience in war, he could guess where every landmark she mentioned was.
Although I didn't know all the places in the winter district, I didn't know where the popular landmarks were.
However, the landscape she was describing was different from what he remembered.
In his memories, Biflten was, of course, covered in snow.
In contrast, the vision of Biflten that Ilyin spoke of seemed incredibly beautiful.
Ilyin had never explored the land of winter before and Aden told her that the reason she had seen this kind of scenery must have been due to the succession ceremony.
“Have you ever seen this kind of scenario at a succession ceremony?” asked Ilyin.
Aden could only shake his head at her question.
After thinking for a while, he told her about a painting he had seen as a child.
“But I'm not sure if it was a painting,” he explained as he recalled an image of a landscape he briefly saw, which appeared to have been painted only with yellow.
“So, you’ve never had a long dream like I have?”
“This is the first time I've heard of this kind of phenomenon happening at a ceremony,” Aden sighed because her dream worried him.
Ilyin noticed the expression on her face and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
“I also had a nightmare,” she revealed.
After talking for a long time about the landscape, around four o'clock, she mentioned her nightmares and Aden listened attentively as she explained her long dream to him, without interrupting her.
“It was a dream about me, leaving the Winter District.” At first she began the story carefully and then continued hesitantly:
"I opened my eyes at Arlen's residence.
More precisely, I..." Ilyin faltered as she looked at his face.
“I was banned from Biflten after we divorced.”
Aden gave a short answer: “What a stupid dream.” His vulgar expression was a way of stating that this would never happen and Ilyin smiled.
“I know, but in the dream I was scared,” she whispered.
Aden remembered Arlen's residence that he had Milo investigate.
He always found it strange that Viscount Arlen had never assigned a single maid to Ilyin, even though she was royalty.
Whenever Ilyin seemed anxious while speaking, Aden would give her a light kiss, encouraging her:
“Please continue.”
As she did so, he continued to pay attention to her words and his hand touched her body which was shaking with restlessness.
His touches became rougher and Ilyin lightly slapped his hand, pretending to be angry.
“Naughty hand!”
He silently separated from her and Ilyin's smiling face seemed to show that much of the uneasiness had left her.
He was only allowed to touch her cheeks, and he moved his hand to the back of her head as he thought about what she was saying to him.
He couldn't begin to imagine what she had been through at Arlen's residence, what had caused her to have such a detailed nightmare.
The Biflten residence was a place where the people outside didn't even dare to think about approaching it.
If living at Arlen's residence scared him more than living here, it was clear how traumatic living at Arlen's residence must have been.
"You'll never have to leave.
Never!" Aden pressed his lips to her forehead.
“Why did I see your face?” She asked, looking confused.
Ever since he asked her, he had no intention of letting her go.
He couldn't help but laugh at her words.
If only his lovely bride knew what dark thoughts were in his head when he pulled her closer by the neck and placed his lips on hers.
“Ah,” she gasped in surprise.
‘I want to lust after you however I want.’ With trembling fingers, he gently placed them on her chest, where he could feel her lovely beat of life.
“Naughty hand,” she said, as she scolded him before continuing, “I was seven years old when I had my first prediction dream.”
All through the long night, he had heard what he wanted to hear.
As if Ilyin knew what unasked questions he had, she explained her story in more detail.
Roxi: some couples have to learn from them...
a little communication is good and saves a few good chapters