“There is no way you are already cured,” said Ilyin, unable to keep the astonishment from his voice.
It hadn't been a day since Aden was hit by the arrow, never mind the fact that he didn't receive immediate medical attention when he needed it.
As Ilyin remembered how the blood quickly soaked Aden's shirt and stained his hands red, she thought about how strange it was that he hadn't fainted.
After she finished unbuttoning his shirt halfway, she reached out to take it from him, but before she could, Aden immediately grabbed her hand.
“I really am cured.”
Ilyin narrowed his eyes at Aden's words.
“If you're lying, I'll tell Ves.”
He laughed upon hearing this.
"Well.
So," he said as he grabbed her soft hand.
Ilyin noticed that his hand was shaking.
Ilyin couldn't help but notice, as Aden wasn't usually one to tremble: "What will you do if I'm cured?"
“What-“
Aden continued softly, “Will you grant me a wish?”
Ilyin looked at Aden.
There was still a slight tremor in his hands, but also a big smile on his face.
They maintained this position for a while with Aden simply looking at her as he had no intention of letting go of her hand until she responded, their lips were sealed.
His concern won in the end and Ilyin's ponderings didn't last long.
“Okay,” she grumbled.
As soon as she responded, Aden let go of her hand, a giant smile spreading across his lips.
Ilyin rolled his eyes as he slowly pulled his shirt over his shoulder, his eyes the entire time on his arm.
The shirt came off his body easily when it was unbuttoned.
Ilyin stopped as she slid the shirt down to her left elbow.
His heart pounded in anticipation.
“Huh?”
It wasn't there, not that she was disappointed in the absence of the wound, it was just surprising.
‘But how?
How can such a huge wound disappear in less than a day without leaving a trace?’ Ilyin wondered.
Her eyes widened, perhaps she was mistaken about where the wound was?
She quickly examined his back and then unbuttoned the rest of his shirt.
His strong chest and abdominal muscles were revealed in the process, the wound was nowhere to be seen.
Ilyin hugged him like she hugged him while they were on horseback to make sure she had placed the wound correctly.
“What…” As she rubbed her arm in disbelief, her hand touched her arm.
He whispered slowly: “How are you?”
The hand that slowly touched her arm took it away from her body and gently, his fingers attacked her pale fingers and intertwined them.
“Can I have my wish?” Aden asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Since there was no injury, Ilyin could not deny it.
She was happy that he was okay, so in a good mood she finally looked at Aden and allowed it.
"Yes."
Aden laughed, and at that moment, the shaking in his hand stopped.
Ilyin then realized that that tremor wasn't because of the pain, it was because of anticipation.
Aden pushed Ilyin's body onto the bed.
The soft bed bounced up and down on impact.
Aden, who immediately went at Ilyin, slowly leaned over and his words brushed against his ears.
“I tried to tell you,” Aden chuckled softly as he faked a sigh.
Whenever Ilyin's hands made the slightest contact with her body or when a fresh summer scent was exuded when she tilted her head, it made her mind chaotic.
He felt like he was going crazy.
He had been waiting a while for this, and he didn't think he could wait any longer.
“You're too much of a tease for me,” he growled as he buried his face deep into her chest.
“You said you're going to grant me one wish,” Aden began to untie her clothes and the robe she was wearing fell onto the bed.
It was a body that was driving him crazy.
He explored her nipple with his tongue in circular movements.
“Mmm,” Ilyin moaned.
Aden broke away and Ilyin's questioning eyes met Aden's lustful eyes.
“For a little while, will you let me rest?” Aden asked, his voice now deep and husky.
For him, resting was something else: burying his body in her scent and inside her.
Aden's hands slid down without waiting for a response, his patience running out.
He pulled Ilyin completely towards him, his strong naked body completely dominating Ilyin's.
Ilyin could feel his already erect cock rubbing against his thigh, the contact driving Aden crazy as Aden remembered how tight his insides were.
“Oh!” Ilyin let go when Aden slid his finger inside his entrance.
It was ready with the moisture asking for pleasure.
Even if she allowed it, he wouldn't be able to treat Ilyin rudely.
The bride was too innocent and lovely a person for him to release all his dark desires.
“Ah…!” Ilyin groaned.
His pillar was rubbing over her private part.
Ilyin flinched as he pressed her clit and rubbed it repeatedly.
Ilyin could feel butterflies down there and his mind was becoming foggy from all the stimulation.
“Hmm!”
Aden's waist started to move faster and he got rougher, but as he didn't enter her, Ilyin was going crazy.
"Ah, hum!
Ah!"
The movement was so stimulating and even more so because she knew whatever was rubbing against her was wet with her juice.
“Um, hum!”
Ilyin's body shuddered involuntarily, Aden pinned his hands on both sides.
“Aden…!” Ilyin shouted.
Her legs closed involuntarily at such a strong stimulus, but in doing so they trapped the erect and raging penis between her white thighs.
Aden wasted no time and began moving in and out between her thighs.
Her juice acted as a perfect lubricant to help him slide smoothly in and out of her thighs.
“Hmm,” Ilyin moaned almost pleadingly.
She wanted him inside her.
It was different from before and since he was already stiff and hard, he easily pushed in.
“Oh!”
Ilyin's back arched, his mind was in chaos due to the stimulation coming from the pit of his stomach.
She couldn't help but clench her thighs together due to her climax, which in turn stimulated Aden even more.
“Ha…” Aden couldn’t help but let out a shallow breath as he clenched his jaw.
This was just the beginning and for Aden, who had to hide his desire.
It was a difficult period, but also one of the best.
“Um…!”
When Aden moved a little, Ilyin arched his back even more.
Aden tried to calm her down while kissing her neck.
His whisper that tried to calm her was sweet.
Whenever he wanted to move like crazy inside her, he would place his lips on her collarbone and leave a deep mark.
“Ah…”
The last place Aden went after leaving his love all over her body was her lips.
The deep kiss relaxed Ilyin's tired body, as Ilyin's hands brushed against his strong chest, the heat emanating from him made her feel warm and just for that moment, she felt like she wasn't in winter.
She had arrived at a place with a clear sky and strong sunlight falling.
Ilyin closed his eyes from the heat.