Chapter 151: Scene CLI

Entranced and yet still reluctant, Aslak watched the humble Ewelina involve him in thin arms. Instinctively sliding his hands to rest on the exposed waist of the woman.

"... Everything?"

"... Yes, husband."

"All of it, Fatædi?"

"Yes… all of it, husband." — Relishing in the lean of the man caressing her curves Ewelina said softly, gaining peace as she saw the man forget his rage.

"Then no hand other than mine has touched you?"

"... As only a mate would… no other hand."

"... What does that mean. Someone has touched you differently." — She had stopped for a moment to respond, and Aslak's head that had leaned closer to try biting the woman's cleavage stopped dry. Grasping her waist stronger out of dislike to growl questions that sounded confirmed.

"Not like this–"

"How."

"... I was not welcomed at my Mother's household. Cole was one who liked to humiliate myself… I was hit many times."

"......"

"Husband… as I said it is not… you have been the only one–"