Chapter 34: 34. It's time to give my husband a nice bath

"Are you really better off going out?" He asked that morning, after our hot night, when he and I were lying cuddled in the cold tub. It was winter, and it would be outrageous for me to lie down in a bathtub with such cold water because I might catch a cold from the cold, but Lucca's body temperature was so hot today that being in that cold water helped him cool down.

He had woken up practically burning with heat this morning and with an erection as hard as rock, breathing hard. "Darling..." he had called me with difficulty. "I'm burning."

"Oh my God." I ran my hand over his forehead, and it was true that he was warmer than last night.

"I think today will happen," he said, referring to the full moon, probably today the moon will be full. He was already without clothes, as he had slept completely naked and tired after having cum inside me so many times. "Fuck… I'm in shit!" He gritted his teeth, grunting, looking like he was in pain.

"I'll help you, my love." I raised my body and turned around with my back to him, climbing on his body, placing one leg on either side of his body, holding his cock, which was already completely stiff, with my two hands, and starting to masturbate him. Before sucking his dick with my mouth and starting sucking heartily, I had already learned some techniques on how to suck properly. I was sucking that cock with gusto, eager to satisfy him.

"Fuck, you're getting better and better; be careful if you get addicted to sucking my dick." He groggily commented on enjoying the feeding.

"I don't see any harm if it's to please my husband." I commented, and he pulled my dress up, exposing my ass to him very close to his face.

"Argh; your little flower is so red because I punished it so much last night." He commented, rubbing his fingers on the soft flesh of my pussy, making me arch my back from the contact. He had my pussy right in front of his face.

"Lucca…" I panted heavily, feeling my pussy contract with his touch. "You punished me so much last night... Awn, my pussy wants care now." I bit my lips, rolling on his fingers, wanting more. He took his heavy hand to my neck and pushed my head down, making me go back to swallowing his cock all in my mouth.

"Don't stop sucking... Oh, yes; what a good mouth." He moaned, starting to move his hips up, fucking my mouth with desire while I was still rolling in his fingers. Suddenly I felt something more fleshy, soft, and warm touching my pussyfoot. I arched my back and moaned slyly when I realized that was his language. Lucca was fucking my mouth while he was eating my pussy with his mouth too, and he knew how to rub that tongue on my pussy so well that it made me lose track of everything.

After that, he was punching my pussy with that majestic dick of his for a long time while the day got brighter outside. And now here we were, cuddled up in the tub of cold water. The cold water was also helping my numbness subside.

"In fact, I really need to go to Morpeth today to do some shopping for items that just don't make it to Beadnell." I explained to him that I needed new dresses and beauty products to continue to maintain my appearance of nobility because if I stopped using these products, the quality of my skin would decrease and reveal my true maid skin.

"You can go shopping another day, you don't need to go today while you're in pain." I turned to him with a smile, enjoying seeing how attentive she was to me.

"I'm better, don't worry so much." I started washing his hair slowly. "The coachman will go with me there, the way he drives the carriage so hurriedly, it's normal that you won't even miss me since I come and go so quickly." After living in this haunted castle for a while, I discovered that the skeletal coachman is nothing more than a real skeleton that wears a skin over it to be able to interact with humans.

"Still, I won't be at peace," he said disgustedly, with his arms leaning against the edges of the bathtub. I was sitting on his lap and was soaping his body, thus giving him a long and pleasant bath. "I'm going with you to Morpeth, so I'll be there to carry your shopping." He said it, surprising me, and I ended up laughing at that.

"Are you not going to work today?"

"I'm not in a position to work."

"But go shopping with your wife?!"

"My wife needs someone to help her carry the groceries." Lucca was serious even as he spoke. I filled a mug with water from the bathtub and started pouring it on his chest to remove the foam.

"Today will be the night of the full moon; what if, for example, a snow avalanche happens on the road to Beadnell, and we end up stuck in Morpeth until nightfall? You don't want to turn into a wolf in Morpeth and scare the inhabitants, right? "

"That's not going to happen. What is it? You don't want me to go with you? Is there anything you want to do in Morpeth that I don't know about?" He asked with a suspicious air, and he gave an apprehensive laugh.

What if he started to question why I had to use so many beauty products? I mean, I used products to keep my skin smooth and even lighten my skin tone so that everyone would continue to think I was a noblewoman. We commoners had dry, hard, rough, and tanned skin due to being punished so much by the external environment of the manual work we did and because those beauty products were too expensive. What we ended up applying to our skin were homemade products that weren't that effective; there was no trace of delicacy in our appearance, and clearly every noble would be suspicious of my appearance, so Crystal forced me to always be using these products. It was unbelievable that even though I was living another life now, Crystal was still ordering me around.

"Don't talk nonsense; why would I have anything to hide from you?" I was a little afraid. I might be taking care of myself, dressing like a perfect lady, and keeping my skin clear and smooth, but Lucca was my husband, and he had a habit of running his hand over my body whenever he could. Obviously, it would be possible for him to have realized that I wasn't exactly a girl who seemed to belong. The nobility—I was so apprehensive... What if he had suspected something? But his answer surprised me more than anything.

"You intend to run away, don't you?" He was still seriously asking me. "Do you think I'm crazy? I know you would run away from here at the first opportunity."