Chapter 141: What He Takes to Wisdom (II)

Maerith’s bedroom carried the faint scent of clean linen and the flowering tree beyond the garden wall. She stopped beside the bed’s west edge.

Severin closed the door behind them.

She untied the ivory robe without looking away from him. The fabric loosened across her full breasts, slid from her shoulders, and fell in a pale fold beside the bed.

Warm-ivory skin caught the low light. Her waist narrowed beneath the weight of her breasts before flaring into full hips and a heavy, soft ass. She had been beautiful the first night he saw her. Marriage hadn’t made the sight ordinary.

At the bed’s east side, Severin kicked off his boots, shrugged out of the coat, and stripped away shirt, trousers, and underclothes, leaving the pile clear of the walking line.

Maerith didn’t wait for him to finish admiring her.

She caught his jaw between her palms and brought his mouth to hers.

Harder this time.

Her bare breasts pressed into his chest as his arms closed around her. Both of Severin’s hands closed on her ass, drawing her hips tight against his growing cock.

"Mmh..."

The sound disappeared into his mouth.

He kissed her until her breathing changed, then left her lips for the line of her jaw. His mouth moved down her neck slowly enough to make her tilt her head for him.

"Ah... husband..."

Severin bit lightly below her ear, traced the small mark with his tongue, and felt the shiver run through her before his hands tightened on her ass again.

"You wanted my attention."

"I have it now."

"Completely?"

Maerith’s fingers dug into his shoulders. "Don’t make me compete with papers in my own bedroom."

"They’re losing badly."

A soft laugh broke into a gasp when he bent and sealed his mouth around her right nipple.

"Ahh...!"

He sucked slowly, a hand supporting the heavy breast from beneath while his thumb rolled the other nipple. Maerith’s back arched, pushing more softness against his mouth.

"Mmmh... Severin..."

He switched sides without hurrying, dragging his tongue across the full curve before closing his lips over the left nipple.

Maerith’s hands went into his hair.

"Nnh... yes... like that."

Severin sucked harder.

Her thighs pressed together for a moment. He slid a hand down between them, palm following the warm inside of her right thigh until his fingers reached the wet heat already gathering there.

Maerith parted her thighs for his hand without hesitation.

His middle finger stroked between the soft folds without entering. Wetness coated the pad on the first pass.

"Already this wet?"

Her emerald eyes opened halfway. "You were talking about another woman in my reading room."

"That did this?"

"You came back to me afterward."

That answer pleased him more.

He kissed her while 2 fingers circled her clit slowly. Maerith’s mouth lost its measured rhythm first.

"Mmh... ah..."

He pushed a finger into her, then another, curling them while his thumb stayed on the swollen little bud above.

"Ahh...! Nnh... husband..."

Her hips moved against his hand.

Severin let her chase the pressure for several strokes, then eased his hand free and offered the slick fingers to her lips.

"Taste."

Maerith’s eyes darkened.

She opened her lips and took both fingers, tongue sliding around them before she sucked them clean.

"Mmm."

"Beautiful."

The praise softened something in her face and sharpened something lower.

She caught his wrist, kissed his palm, then drew him toward the bed.

They went down sideways across the center of the mattress. Severin settled on his right side. Maerith turned onto her left, facing the opposite direction until their bodies crossed at a diagonal.

His mouth found her pussy as her hand wrapped around his shaft.

Maerith was pink and already soaked between her pale thighs, the soft folds swollen and glossy. Severin cupped the back of her upper right thigh with his left hand and opened her farther. He spread his tongue over her clit.

"Ahh...!"

Her whole leg tightened against his arm.

Maerith sealed her lips over his cockhead.

SLURP.

Severin’s breath roughened against her wet folds.

She took him deeper, right hand firm around the lower shaft as her lips stretched.

"Nnh..."

He answered with a slow lick up from her slick entrance, then sealed his lips around her swollen clit.

"Ah! Ahh... Severin..."

Her hips jerked toward his tongue.

He held her open and pushed 2 fingers inside while his mouth kept working.

Maerith moaned around his cock.

"Mmmh..."

The vibration ran straight through him.

She drew back for air, licked along the underside, then swallowed him deeper again.

GHK.

The muscles of her throat closed snugly around the head.

Severin groaned low into her pussy.

"Fuck..."

Maerith’s answering sound broke wetly around him.

"Nnhh..."

His fingers hooked inside her as he sucked harder.

"Ahh! Husband... don’t stop..."

Her thighs trembled. She pushed his cock deeper with her hand, took another controlled length, and her throat worked.

GULK.

She pulled back coughing a tiny breath, then laughed softly against his shaft.

"Still too much man."

Severin glanced down at the cock she had already taken deep twice. "You keep proving otherwise."

"Obviously."

Her tongue circled the head.

SLURP.

Severin spread his fingers inside her and dragged them over the sensitive front wall while his tongue flicked faster across her clit.

Maerith’s composure shattered in pieces.

"Ah... ahh... nnh... yes... yes..."

Her fingers locked around the lowest part of his shaft.

He felt the first hard contraction around his fingers.

"Severin...!"

He sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked.

"Ahhh!"

Maerith came against his tongue, hips jerking into his mouth as wetness spilled hot across his lips and chin. Her pussy pulsed hard around his fingers.

The same contraction folded her body tighter around him. Her mouth slid down his shaft with the contraction.

GGK.

Her throat clenched.

Severin’s control snapped a heartbeat later.

"Maerith..."

His cock kicked against her tongue.

She took the first thick release deep, then eased back enough to swallow without losing the head.

GULP.

The next pulse spread hot over her tongue.

"Mmh..."

She swallowed again, slower, eyes half-lidded while her hand kept moving until his release finally eased.

GULP.

Severin’s hand remained under her thigh while his breathing settled.

Maerith finally let his softening cock slide free and twisted her shoulders to meet his eyes.

Her mouth was wet. Her cheeks were faintly flushed.

"Better than your papers?"

Severin pressed a kiss high on her inner thigh. "They never had a chance."

Maerith shifted first.

She turned onto her left and stretched along the mattress, left leg long while the right knee bent forward. Severin rose onto both knees beside her until her hip rested against the inside line of his stance.

Her hair had spread gold across the sheet. Her breathing was still uneven from what his mouth had done to her, and her eyes followed his hands with sharpened attention.

Severin hooked his left forearm under her bent right thigh and supported it just above the knee. His right hand gripped the outside of her right hip, fingers sinking into the high roundness of her ass.

Maerith reached around his left shoulder blade and pulled him down far enough to kiss.

"Again," she whispered into his mouth.

"You haven’t had enough?"

Her lips brushed his. "You already know I want more."

He kissed her once more, then straightened enough to draw his cock through her soaked folds, slicking the head and shaft with her wetness.

The thick head glided over pink, glossy softness.

Maerith inhaled sharply.

"Nnh..."

Severin rubbed the thick head over her entrance twice, coating himself in her wetness, then pushed in.

SQUELCH.

Her wet folds yielded around him with a slow, hot stretch.

"Ahh...!"

He gave her half his length before stopping.

Maerith’s fingers tightened behind his shoulder.

"More."

Severin pushed deeper.

"Ah... mmh... husband..."

Her left forearm pressed harder into the mattress as the angle filled her. Her raised right thigh stayed supported over his left forearm, and his right hand kept her hip from rolling away.

He sank the last length in slowly.

Maerith’s mouth opened on a breathless sound.

"Nnhh...!"

Her pussy closed around him hard enough to make Severin’s jaw tighten.

"Fuck, Maerith."

She trembled beneath his hand.

Severin looked down at where they were joined. Her wet pussy stretched pink around his cock between pale thighs, already shining enough that each small movement made another slick line run toward the sheet.

"Look at you," he said, voice lower. "Fuck, you’re pink. Soft, soaked, and fucking beautiful."

Maerith’s cheeks warmed.

"Severin..."

"And soft." He pulled back a few inches.

SQUELCH.

Then drove forward again.

CLAP!

Her breasts rocked with the impact.

"Ahh!"

"But this tight around me?"

He drew out again, slower.

"Mmh..."

"That’s my wife."

Maerith’s pussy squeezed him in answer.

Severin groaned.

"There. Do that again."

"Nnh... you make it difficult not to..."

"Then don’t."

He set a steady rhythm from his knees.

The angle made each return drag along a different path. Maerith stayed on her left side and rolled her pelvis into him. Her right knee remained bent and supported, opening her enough for every thrust to slide wetly through the same tight line.

SQUELCH. His next drive landed with CLAP! Wet friction answered the withdrawal: SQUELCH.

"Ah... ah... nnh..."

Severin leaned down to catch her mouth. Maerith kissed him through the movement, losing the kiss every few strokes when deeper contact stole her breath.

"Mmh... husband..."

His right hand squeezed the full softness of her ass, controlling the angle as her breasts shifted with every thrust.

"You feel too good," Severin said against her lips.

"Keep that pace."

He didn’t.

The next run came harder, still short of the deepest point.

CLAP! CLAP!

Maerith cried out.

"Ahh! Ahh... yes..."

Her fingers dragged down his shoulder blade. Her pussy clenched in fast, involuntary pulses around his shaft.

Severin felt her edge before she said anything.

He shortened 2 strokes, changed the angle with the hand on her hip, then drove once to the deepest point he could reach from that angle.

The thick head drove into her deepest limit. From the way her body seized around him, the pressure felt to Severin as though he had kissed her womb from within.

Maerith’s eyes flew open.

"Ahhh—!"

SQUIRT!

Hot release sprayed along his shaft and over the seam of their hips.

Her whole body shook.

"Severin! Nnhh...!"

She came hard around him, pussy clamping in waves while the thigh he supported shook against his arm.

Severin kept her there for the first contraction only, then shortened his strokes before her sensitivity could turn into pain.

"Breathe."

Maerith tried.

"Hah... ah..."

"Easy."

His mouth brushed the edge of hers while his hips kept moving below the deepest point.

Her grip loosened by degrees.

"You did that on purpose," she whispered.

"Of course."

"Arrogant man."

"And you chose him."

A breathless laugh escaped her and broke into another moan when he rolled his hips.

"Mmh... yes, I did."

Severin let the rhythm build again.

Maerith met him now, turning her pelvis forward with each thrust. Wetness soaked the center of the sheet beneath her. Her soft breasts moved with every change of pace, the heavy curves bouncing when his hips struck harder.

SQUELCH. CLAP.

"Ahh... nnh..."

He watched her face instead of the sheet.

Maerith’s control was coming apart again. Her lower lip stayed parted. Her green eyes had gone glassy, then sharp, then glassy again each time his cock dragged over the same sensitive path.

"Husband..." Maerith breathed.

"What?"

Her right leg tightened against his arm. "Deeper."

Severin’s mouth twitched. "Already?"

"Don’t tease me with the question."

Severin’s mouth curved.

"Ask properly."

Her fingers tightened behind his shoulder.

"Please... deeper."

"Much better."

He drove harder, still keeping the first few strokes below the deepest end.

CLAP! CLAP!

"Ah! Ahh!"

Maerith’s right knee drew higher against his forearm. Severin bore its weight there and shifted his right hand farther around her hip.

Her pussy tightened.

"Nnh... I’m close..."

Severin felt the warning in her tightening grip. "You’re giving it away."

"Severin..."

He gave her another short thrust, then returned to the deepest line.

His cock buried to the hilt.

The same impossible pressure struck the deepest end of her. From Severin’s angle, the depth brought back the same impossible image of his cock kissing her womb from within. Maerith cried out.

"Ahhh!"

SPRUTT!

Another hot gush sprayed over their hips and ran down onto the already-wet sheet.

A fresh climax broke through Maerith before her lips could meet.

"Nnhh—ah! Husband!"

Her pussy convulsed around him.

Severin’s breath broke.

"Fuck... squeeze me like that."

"I... can’t stop..."

"Don’t."

The contractions tightened harder.

Severin stayed buried through the first few pulses, then his own control gave way.

"Maerith."

His cock kicked hard inside her.

The first release hit hot and thick.

Maerith gasped.

"Ah...!"

Another pulse followed, then another, filling her pussy while her muscles kept squeezing him.

"Nnh... so full..."

Severin’s right hand dug into her ass as he emptied himself into her.

"Take it."

"Yes... husband..."

Her voice had gone weak and pleased.

When the last pulse faded, Severin stayed inside for a few breaths with his forehead against hers.

Maerith kissed him once. Then again, softer.

"You still have that look," she murmured.

"What look?"

"The look that says we’re nowhere near done."

"Wisdom is still working."

That earned a tired little laugh.

Severin withdrew while keeping her thigh supported.

Semen mixed with her wetness leaked from her pussy at once, glossing her inner thigh.

"Mmh..."

He lowered her right leg carefully and came down onto his right side directly in front of her.

For a while they only breathed.

Maerith’s forehead rested against his chest. His left arm cinched around the small of her back and kept her there while the room slowly stopped moving with their pulse.

"You came upstairs with a clock," she said after a moment.

"I brought it for a reason." Severin kept his arm snug around her waist.

Maerith lifted her chin. "And now?"

"Still have time."

"Good." Her mouth curved against his chest. "I’d hate to be accused of ruining your discipline."

Severin pressed a kiss into her hair.

"You ruin other things."

Her eyes lifted. "Complaining?"

"Not remotely."

Maerith smiled.

Severin reached for a dry outer fold of the lower sheet and wiped the heaviest spill from her inner thighs and entrance in a slow pass. The wet center of the bed stayed wet, and so did she.

Maerith shivered when the cloth brushed her oversensitive skin.

"Nnh... gentle," Maerith murmured.

"That was gentle."

She looked at him, tired and unimpressed. "Your scale is distorted."

"Rank problem."

"Convenient excuse," she said.

He dropped the fold back where it had been and kissed her.

The kiss stayed gentle until their breathing evened.

Then Maerith’s hand moved between their bodies.

Her fingers closed around his recovering cock.

Severin’s breath deepened.

Maerith glanced down between them. "Already?"

"Being first has privileges."

Her fingers tightened once. "That’s becoming a dangerous phrase."

"Only for you."

Together they rolled over the middle of the bed without getting up. Severin settled on his left side. Maerith turned onto her right, chest close to his. Her left knee came over his right thigh, loose enough that neither of them was trapped.

She stroked him between their lower bodies.

Slowly at first.

Severin’s right hand slid down between her thighs.

Maerith’s breath caught before his fingers even found her clit.

"Ah..." Maerith’s thigh jerked lightly over his.

"Still sensitive?" Severin asked.

"Very."

"Perfect."

His fingertip circled the swollen bud.

"Nnh..."

Maerith kissed him, her hand tightening around his shaft as he hardened fully again.

Severin pushed a finger into her slick pussy, then another. Semen and her wetness coated his fingers immediately.

"Mmh... husband..." Maerith breathed into his mouth.

His gaze dropped to the slickness coating his fingers. "You’re a mess."

"Your fault."

"I know."

He curled his fingers.

Maerith broke the kiss with a sharp sound.

"Ah!"

Her left hand kept stroking him, but the rhythm faltered.

Severin pressed harder against her clit with his thumb.

"Nnh... wait..."

"No."

Her eyes opened.

That tiny flash of first-wife composure lasted less than a heartbeat before he curled his fingers again.

"Ahhh...!"

Her thigh tightened over his.

"Severin... I’m—"

He kissed her before the sentence could finish.

Maerith came around his fingers with a high broken moan, hips pressing into his hand.

"Mmh—ahh!"

The climax broke through in shorter, sharper contractions than the penetrative ones.

Severin kept his hand steady until the pulses weakened.

Maerith’s grip on his cock had gone almost motionless.

He looked down between them.

"Your turn."

She laughed breathlessly. "Bossy."

"You like me bossy."

"I married you bossy."

Her hand started moving again.

Long strokes. Firm enough to tighten his abdomen. Her thumb carried the slickness from the head down the shaft, and her eyes stayed fixed on his face while each stroke pulled his control thinner.

Severin’s left hand pressed more firmly against the center of her lower back.

"Faster."

Maerith obeyed.

His breathing roughened.

"Mmh... that’s it."

She stroked faster.

Severin’s hips pushed into her hand once.

"Maerith."

"Let me feel you finish, husband."

The words did it.

His release hit with a low groan.

Semen spurted across the lower curve of her abdomen and pubic mound in thick white lines.

Maerith watched the next pulse land, followed by another.

"Mmh..."

She kept her hand moving until Severin caught her wrist gently.

"Enough."

Her mouth curved. "For now?"

"Stand up."

That smile changed.

Maerith kissed him once, then obeyed.

Severin used another dry fold of the same lower sheet to wipe the heaviest semen from her abdomen before they moved off the mattress.

They stood beside it on the dry floor.

Maerith faced him naked, hair disordered down her back, breasts heavy and flushed from his mouth and hands. Her pussy still glistened between her thighs, and despite the tremors he had already pulled from her, she looked at him with open hunger.

Severin stepped close.

"Both feet down."

Maerith planted them shoulder-width apart.

"Like this?"

"Exactly."

Severin set his own stance wider and bent his knees until their hips aligned. His left arm wrapped around the center of her lower back. His right hand covered the upper half of her right ass.

Maerith looped her right arm behind his neck and planted her left hand on his shoulder.

He kissed her while rubbing the head of his cock between her soaked folds.

"Mmh..."

"Open a little more."

Her knees softened.

Severin pushed in.

SQUELCH.

Maerith moaned straight into his mouth.

"Ahh..."

He filled her slowly, his left arm taking her weight at the waist.

When he bottomed out, her eyes closed.

"Nnh... full again..."

"You like being full."

"By you."

Severin’s right hand squeezed her ass.

"Good answer."

He started thrusting from the lowered stance.

Their bodies stayed close enough for her breasts to brush his chest and every broken breath to reach his mouth. Maerith’s feet stayed planted even when her knees softened under the force.

CLAP! CLAP!

"Ah... ahh..."

Her large breasts moved between them, sliding against his chest whenever his hips drove forward. Her ass compressed under his palm on every return.

Severin increased the pace.

SQUELCH. CLAP!

"Nnh! Husband..."

His mouth came down hard on hers as his right palm lifted.

SLAP!

The impact snapped against her right ass cheek.

Maerith jolted against him.

"Ah!"

His palm caught the same cheek immediately and squeezed.

"Stay with me."

"I’m here..."

Another few thrusts.

CLAP!

Severin lifted his hand again.

SLAP!

Maerith’s mouth opened.

"Nnhh...!"

He gripped the reddening softness before it could bounce away beneath his palm.

"Pretty ass."

"Yours to hold," she breathed.

"And hit."

Her eyes flashed.

"My body already answered."

Severin’s hand came down again.

SLAP!

"Ahhh!"

Her pussy cinched tight around him. Severin’s breath caught.

"Fuck. There."

He kneaded the hot right cheek with his palm while thrusting into her.

"Nnh... it squeezes when you do that..."

"I feel every squeeze."

He moved his right hand forward along her ribs to the heavy underside of her right breast. He lifted the soft weight once.

Then his palm struck across it.

SLAP!

Maerith cried out.

"Ah! Husband!"

Severin caught the breast immediately, fingers spreading beneath it as the flesh quivered in his hand.

"Beautiful."

Her breath shook. "You... like making that obvious."

"You should be used to it."

He squeezed once, thumb brushing the hard nipple, then slid his right hand back over her ass before either of them lost their footing.

Maerith’s fingers tightened behind his neck.

"Deeper."

Severin bent his knees a fraction more.

"Hold on."

"Holding."

He drove up and in.

His cockhead drove into the deepest end of her pussy with enough force to tear a cry out of her.

For a blinding instant, the contact felt to Severin as though the thick head had kissed her womb.

"AHH—!"

SQUIRT!

A hot burst spilled down between their legs and splashed the floor.

Maerith’s knees nearly gave.

Severin’s left arm locked around her waist and held her upright.

"Nnhh... Severin...!"

The orgasm hit in hard waves. Both soles remained planted even as her knees softened.

Her pussy squeezed hard around his cock with brutal, wet pressure.

Severin groaned through his teeth.

"There. Grip me harder."

"I... am..."

"Harder."

Maerith’s body obeyed before her voice did.

The next contraction gripped him so tightly that Severin stopped moving.

"Fuck, your pussy feels incredible."

"Mmh... husband..."

Maerith turned her face into the hollow below his jaw. Severin kept her upright through the last violent tremors, then drove 3 shorter strokes into the tight aftershocks.

His control broke with a harsh groan.

"Maerith."

He pressed fully into her and emptied inside again.

Hot semen surged inside her in heavy pulses.

"Ah... nnh..."

Maerith tightened around every pulse.

"More..."

Severin’s right hand crushed into her ass.

"Keep every drop."

"Yes..."

He emptied himself until the pulses thinned.

Then he withdrew once, keeping his left arm around her as her knees straightened.

White semen spilled from her soaked pussy almost immediately and streaked down her inner thigh.

Maerith looked down, breathing hard.

"You’re making a disaster of my floor."

"Your bed is worse."

She laughed weakly. "True."

Severin turned with her and supported her back onto the mattress.

He lay down on his back diagonally across the center, head angled toward the west half of the headboard. His left knee bent outward, left foot planted wide on the mattress. His right leg stayed extended.

Maerith came down over him chest to chest.

Her left leg extended between his. Her right knee bent outside his left hip, shin resting on the mattress. Her forearms braced beside his shoulders while his left arm wrapped across her upper back and pulled her close.

Her hair fell around both their faces.

Severin kissed her.

Maerith answered slowly at first, still trembling from the standing climax.

"Tired?" he asked.

"A little."

"Done?"

Her green eyes opened fully.

"No."

"Then stay close."

His right hand slid to her outer right hip.

Maerith lifted herself only enough for him to guide his cock along her soaked opening.

The thick head slipped in almost too easily.

SQUELCH.

"Mmh..."

Maerith lowered herself chest to chest again; beneath her, Severin filled her the rest of the way.

"Ahh..."

Her pussy was softer from use, wetter than before, but still closed around him with that same deep, hungry squeeze.

Severin drove his left sole deeper into the mattress and thrust upward.

CLAP!

Maerith’s heavy breasts flattened softly against him and shifted with the thrust.

"Nnh..."

He gave her another upward stroke.

SQUELCH. CLAP!

Her right knee tightened against the mattress outside his hip. Her pelvis pressed down to meet each upward thrust.

"Eyes on me."

Maerith lifted her gaze and kept it there.

He held her gaze through the next several strokes.

"You know what I love about this pussy?"

Her mouth trembled with the beginning of a smile. "You have mentioned several things."

"This pussy is so fucking soft I could stay buried in you all night. Still pink every time you open around me. And you’re so wet it’s running over my balls."

Maerith’s cheeks flushed again despite everything they had already done.

"And?"

"And it still squeezes my cock like it wants every drop I have."

Her pussy tightened deliberately.

Severin’s breath broke.

"There."

"Like that?"

"Exactly like that."

He thrust harder from the planted foot.

CLAP! CLAP!

"Ah... ahh..."

The wet center of the sheet squished beneath their lower bodies. Maerith’s ass moved under his controlling hand, full and soft each time he pulled her hip down to meet the upward stroke.

Severin kept the opening rhythm moderate. Deep, but short of the limit. Quick enough to keep her hovering just below the final rise.

Maerith’s voice broke more often.

"Mmh... husband... nnh..."

He kissed her between the sounds.

"Keep your weight here."

Maerith pressed closer. "I’m staying."

"Stay there."

Her forearms trembled beside his shoulders.

Severin’s left arm pulled her chest tighter against his and took more of her weight.

"Severin... I’m close again..." Maerith’s voice broke against his cheek.

Severin held her gaze. "You’re shaking all over me."

She pressed down harder to meet him. "So deep..."

"Not yet."

She made a frustrated little sound.

"Nnh... cruel man."

"You chose him twice tonight."

A breathless sound left her. "Apparently I did."

The smile vanished when he gave her another hard upward stroke.

"Ahh!"

Her pussy began fluttering around him.

Severin shortened the next 2 strokes.

The next landed just short again.

Then he planted his left foot, pulled her right hip down with his hand, and drove upward as deep as the position allowed.

His cock filled her to her deepest limit. To Severin, the depth felt like another kiss against her womb from beneath.

Maerith screamed into his mouth.

"AHHH!"

SPURT!

Hot release burst over Severin’s lower abdomen and soaked the sheet beneath them.

The climax took her with it.

"Nnhh—Severin! Ahh!"

Her body shook over his. Her right leg trembled against the mattress. Her pussy convulsed in hard, fast pulses around him.

He kept her close and switched immediately to shorter upward strokes beneath that depth, riding the contractions rather than battering through them.

"That’s it. Let go for me."

"Nnh... Severin...!"

"Good wife."

Maerith’s face pressed into his neck.

"Mmh... husband..."

Her contractions squeezed him harder.

Severin’s own control finally broke for the last time.

"Maerith."

His hips drove up and held.

His release struck deep. Thick pulses of semen poured into her already-full pussy.

Maerith gasped on the first surge.

"Ah...!"

The next made her tighten around him.

"Nnh... so much... I’m stuffed right up against my womb..."

Another pulse made her tighten around him again.

Severin’s voice dropped rough beside her ear.

"Take the last of it."

"Yes... my husband..."

He came until the pressure eased and his body finally stopped demanding another stroke.

They stayed locked together until several breaths had passed.

Maerith lay over him, chest pressed to his, golden hair tangled around his face. Her forearms had gone weak but remained beside his shoulders. Her right knee still braced outside his left hip.

Severin kissed her temple.

Then her mouth.

Then her cheek when she missed the next kiss because she was still shaking.

A faint laugh escaped her.

"That was undignified," Maerith said between breaths.

"Nobody saw."

She opened an eye. "You did."

"I liked it."

"That doesn’t improve my case," she muttered.

Severin’s hand stroked the roundness of her ass, gentler now.

"You don’t have a case."

"Tyrant."

"Careful."

Maerith’s smile softened. "My tyrant."

She kissed him once more.

Severin kept her close until their breathing no longer fought for the same air.

Then he supported her right hip and withdrew.

The loss of his cock opened the soaked pussy enough for a heavy spill of semen and Maerith’s wetness to slide between their bodies. White release ran over Severin’s lower abdomen and into the already-wet sheet.

"Mmh..."

Maerith shivered as the heavy spill slid free, then lowered herself fully against him for another moment.

"Filled me thoroughly," she murmured.

"You claimed my attention," Severin said.

Maerith’s hand rested over his chest. "I did."

"You got it."

Her eyes closed for a beat. "Mm."

The sound this time was satisfaction, not challenge.

After a short while, Maerith rolled off him toward her left and settled on her left side. Severin remained on his back beside her.

He pulled the clean upper portion of the bed cover over her hips and torso.

Maerith caught his wrist as he started to move away.

"Stay for a breath."

Severin did.

Her eyes closed. Her thumb still moved once against his wrist.

That breath became several.

Then she released him.

Severin used a dry outer fold of the lower sheet to wipe the heavy wetness from his lower abdomen, groin, and thighs. Maerith took another dry section, blotted the excess from between her own thighs, and left the rest alone.

The wet center of the bed remained soaked, Maerith’s robe still pooled on the west side.

Severin dressed from the pile at the east side, pulling on his underclothes and trousers before the shirt, coat, and boots.

By the time he fastened the last boot, his breathing was normal again.

Maerith watched from beneath the cover.

"Your clock is still running," she said.

"I’m going."

"And Rhyvara?"

Severin looked at her.

Maerith lifted a shoulder beneath the cover. "I’m still a little jealous. Wisdom survived."

"Good."

Her eyes narrowed with amusement. "Now you’re stealing my word."

"You use it too much."

"Husband."

He returned to the bed and bent for a last kiss, slow and familiar.

"Rest."

"Catch that bad order before it becomes something worse."

"I will."

Severin left her there, nude beneath the cover, robe still where she had dropped it.

The 2 papers waited untouched in the reading room.

He picked up Rhyvara’s route sheet with his left hand and the retaliation order with his right.

Then he descended alone.

Greycross returned around him with cooler air and the dull sounds of a house that hadn’t gone to sleep yet.

Rhyvara waited in the west records room.

Alicia stood near Severin’s usual side of the table. Nyra had a fresh scrap of notes in front of her.

Rhyvara looked at the papers in his hands first, then at his face.

"They still haven’t reached the crossing," she said. "Our margin’s smaller. No clash yet."

Severin set both sheets back on the table.

"Good."

Nyra leaned over her scrap. "You get anything useful upstairs?"

"Enough to know where the evidence runs out."

Rhyvara’s gaze sharpened.

Severin tapped the retaliation order once.

"We preserve this. Nobody invents an issuer tonight. We stop the violence the order is causing, and we keep building proof around the road, bodies, movement, witnesses, and whatever marks survive."

Rhyvara nodded. "That works."

Alicia looked at him. "Master, do you want the close line now?"

"Yes."

She stepped back to his usual side without another question.

Nyra folded her scrap. "Then I’ll go bother people who actually saw something."

"Do that."

Rhyvara pulled her packet closer and bent over the map.

Severin bent over the map beside Rhyvara. His left forefinger stopped on the crossing.