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Astrid was tossing and turning against the silken sheets when she felt there was no warmth beside her. She opened her eyes slowly as the lights were blinking her vision.
She blinked a few times and saw that Aaron was not beside her. She furrowed her eyebrow before sitting up on the bed. The duvet was slipping to her waist as her violet eyes were scanning their honeymoon suite.
Instantly, she saw Aaron leaning against the wall as he was sipping his hot coffee if her sense of smell was telling her correctly. Her husband was amused with her pout when Aaron put the mug down on the dresser near him.
“Hmm... this is a good view to wake up to for the rest of my eternity, dragul meu. My heart sings when I look at you and see my wife like this whenever morning comes. You look like a woman that was thoroughly ravished, dragul meu. It excites me to have you writhing underneath me again,” Aaron said smugly as she blushed.
Astrid was looking at him, batting her lashes as she tried to entice her husband to be in bed with her. She missed him, his warmth, and his hard, sinew muscles. She bit her lower lips as her violet eyes clashed with his green eyes.
Aaron chuckled, shaking his head slightly. Then, he was moving toward his wife, taking the mug from the dresser. The bed dipped slightly underneath his weight as he sat on the bed and gave Astrid his coffee mug. His wife smiled weakly and took his offer.
“Thank you, min kjærlighet,” she whispered hoarsely as Astrid was sipping on the coffee. Her violet eyes were locked upon the erection against his jeans. His green eyes were ravishing her breasts without shame as his famous Cheshire cat’s smirk was plastered to his lips.
Astrid cleared her throat, handing him the empty mug. Aaron smiled as he took the mug and put it on the night table. His hand was caressing her waist as a shiver ran down her spine at the sexual tension that was building between them.
“So, what do you like for breakfast?” Aaron asked huskily as he was pulling out the phone from its cradle on the night table to call for room service.
“Just the usual breakfast if you please, min kjærlighet. I’m not sure if my stomach can handle heavy carbohydrates early in the morning,” Astrid replied as she was tucking the duvet under my arms to cover her naked breasts from his predatory eyes.
Aaron chuckled softly as his Cheshire cat’s smirk was still plastered to his lips. However, he didn’t order her to remove the duvet. Astrid was thankful for that small victory.
“As you wish then, dragul meu,” he responded, cradling the receiver to his ear. He dialed the room service before he ordered the food that surprisingly was Astrid’s favorite.
She hid her face, hiding the smile that was forming on her lips. Astrid stretched out with her arms in the air. She groaned softly as her unused muscles were cramping all over the place but it was worth it.
Astrid looked outside the window, her violet eyes sparkling. She was smiling with content before looking at her husband who was placing their orders in his naked glory. She bit her lower lips.
Who would have thought that Astrid Larsen-Covaci, the former Huntress of the Order, would be in a room with her hunt—the Blue Blood—who was her now-husband and she was aching and naked as the day she was born?
She never thought this would ever come in her life but it did!
“Okay, now that our breakfast has been taken care of, shall we shower together, dragul meu?” Aaron asked, offering his hand.
“Don’t mind if do, min kjærlighet,” she replied, smiling sweetly as Astrid took the offered hand.
Aaron smirked as he pulled Astrid into his arms after she got off the bed. Then, he scooped her bridal style. Astrid yelped in surprise but her violet was shining with mischief. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Hmm... It would seem that I like this very much for the rest of our lives together, min kjærlighet, with you being passionate at night and caring for my well-being in the morning. I can get used to this, min kjærlighet,” Astrid whispered against his mouth as she was snuggling upon his chest. She sighed in contentment.
Aaron chuckled softly when he was putting his wife on the counter of the bathroom in their honeymoon suite. He was rubbing his hands on her waist as they stared at each other. Then, Aaron smirked with his famous Cheshire cat’s smirk.
“For you, dragul meu, I would do anything. You know I would, right?” Aaron said, nuzzling her neck and kissing her pulse. Astrid arched her head to allow him access to her body as her lawfully wedded husband.
“You’re such a charmer, min kjærlighet. I’m sure you tell that to every woman you ever laid with,” Astrid teased as her violet eyes twinkled with sweet seduction.
“Never, dragul meu. I only said that to you, my precious, haunting Huntress,” Aaron replied as he turned the faucet and adjusted the water temperature. He put some essential oils on his hands and rubbed all over Astrid’s naked, hot skin.
She only watched him moving around, shifting the new towels that they would use after their shower by hanging them on the rack. Then, her husband scooped Astrid against his naked chest again. She wrapped her legs around his torso as Aaron stepped underneath the lukewarm water. She moaned as her sore muscles were being caressed by the warm water.
“This is nice, min kjærlighet,” Astrid said lazily as she was leaning against Aaron. Her husband was washing her body with his soothing touch. She closed her eyes, feeling his hands on her hot, naked skin. It was nice and Astrid felt like a queen that was being served by her maids.
In this case, she was served on a silver platter by her king.
“Is this be better, dragul meu? I don’t want you to be sore for the rest of our honeymoon together,” Aaron whispered as the lukewarm water was streaming down his naked chest.
Astrid chuckled softly as she snuggled against him again. She nodded at his statement, feeling content with the morning aftercare that Aaron provided for her.
“Hmm, mmm. Much better. So much better, min kjærlighet. With this type of aftercare, you know I would always be ready for you anytime, anywhere, min kjærlighet,” Astrid replied, nuzzling her tempting mouth against his neck.
She arched her back provocatively.
Her erect, hard nipples were thrusting in the air and kissed by the lukewarm water, making her ample bosom enticing enough that Aaron groaned aloud with his suppressed lust.
“If you were this bold, dragul meu, I have to take you against the walls of our shower stall. I’m sure you wouldn’t want that to happen, Astrid,” he revealed to her.
Astrid groaned softly, turning her body so that they were facing chest to chest with each other. Her violet eyes were searching his face as Astrid arched her eyebrow at him in a provoking manner.
“So, why didn’t you take what was rightfully yours anyway, min kjærlighet?” she enticed against his mouth and that was the only thing that Astrid needed for Aaron to lose his tight control on his darker side.
The water splashed, dropping down their naked bodies as he was kissing her mouth. Astrid moaned as her back hit the wet tiles of the shower stall. She was being spread out by Aaron’s wide torso. His knee was between the vee of her thighs. Astrid wrapped her legs around her torso, feeling the blunt head of his cock against her wet mound.
Aaron brushed his hardened cock in front of her mound, collecting the sweet nectar to coat himself. He groaned softly when he slipped inside her tight sheath.
Heaven, pure heaven, he mused as Aaron knew that his wife had been ready ever since he sensed her arousal when looking at his naked skin after opening her eyes.
He pushed Astrid even more against the wall as his cock brushed against her clit. Both of them moaned at the contact as he slipped in and out slowly.
“God, have you always been this wet?” Aaron asked through his gritted teeth. He gripped his wife’s ass as Astrid’s moans can be heard through the shower stall. Those moans ignited the darker emotions that Aaron suppressed because he knew his wife was still sore from their lovemaking last night.
“Whenever you are around, min kjærlighet, yes. I’m always horny for you,” Astrid groaned as she grasped his hair firmly in her fists.
Feeling motivated by her reaction, Aaron was pushing his erect cock inside and out of her as the water droplets stroke their hot, naked skins. They were making love against the wet walls of the shower stall.
Astrid was clinging herself against Aaron as she moved her ass to the rhythm that had been set out by her husband. The burning sensation started right inside her toes and crept along her thighs toward her mound.
She was on the wave of pleasure as the orgasm hit her when her walls clenched and milked every drop of Aaron’s semen into her. Astrid shouted his name as the world would hear them out from the confinement of their shower stall.
“Aaron!” Astrid gasped. Her violet eyes dazed over when she was looking at his face. Aaron groaned as he thrust inside her moist heaven. He was kissing her, claiming her mouth like no other would, and groaning when he nuzzled her neck.
Astrid knew what her husband wanted from her. Hence, she angled her delicate neck to his mouth. Aaron grazed his retracted fangs erotically against her hot skin. A shiver ran down her spine when her husband punctured his fangs deep inside him.
Another orgasm hit her unaware as Astrid gasped. Then, another wave of pleasure claimed her when Aaron sucked her sweet blood into his mouth. She was on another orgasm ride again as the aftershocks followed them.
Aaron licked the puncture that he made as Astrid snuggled against him. He caressed her bareback, leaving his wet kisses against her throat as his hard cock settled inside her tight sheath.
They settled against the wet tiles, breathing heavily as Astrid was spent by him in the shower stall. It was considered okay for Aaron to have reined in his darker side when last night he took his wife five times even though Astrid was a virgin and had her first sexual intercourse with him.
Frankly speaking, he couldn’t get enough of her just yet—would never do for all his eternity with his mate.
Even though Astrid was still human as Aaron refused to convert her into the abomination that she abhorred so much, he knew that their lives had been intertwined. It meant that their life forces were combined and Astrid would live as long as he would; never aging and eventually developing a set of new skills as his mate.
Maybe he needed to consider telling her about the good—or maybe bad—news to his wife.
However, that was for another time as Aaron snuggled against her throat, breathing in her North wind that was elusive only to him and no one else would ever taste it off her—especially the Prince of Darkness who dared to claim his mate.