(FREYA'S POV).
I watched Devan walk away after I hurt his face. He didn't say anything, not even a look of anger, but a look of disappointment. It made me feel uneasy.
I don't know how many times he's been rude to me, but I still love him. And I always cared for him even though he didn't love me at all.
Should I treat him? He was hurt because of me.
I took a deep breath and came out of my room when I had finished showering. I brought a small first aid box and went to Devan's room. I didn't know if he would reject me or get even angrier at me, but I had to treat him because I had been feeling restless ever since.
"Dev, it's me." I knocked nervously on the door. I knocked a few times until he opened the door for me.
He stood towering over me, staring at me with his half-sleepy face. Without saying anything to make my heart pound.
"Uh, can I come into your room for a moment? I brought a first aid box for you," I said as I showed it to him.
"For what?"
I looked at the wound hesitantly. It hadn't been treated at all.
"The wound on your face. It should at least be plastered."
"Leave it. I don't need a band-aid or anything."
"But, Devー"
"Why are you being so noisy?!"
"Just for a while. I'm not going to talk and just treat your wounds and after that, I'll leave," I pleaded.
He looked at me for a long time, then sighed heavily. "Just for a moment."
"Yes." I smiled.
He made room for me to enter his room. And he sat on the edge of the bed. Waiting for me to treat him.
As promised, I would not speak or I would make her angrier with me. I just focused on treating the wound on her face then sealed it with a band-aid.
"Done," I said, smiling. "Then, I'll leave. And I'm sorry for hurting your face."
I quickly cleaned up the first aid box I had brought and got out of bed. I gasped in surprise when Devan suddenly pulled my hand.
"Ah!" I squealed.
I widened my eyes as I realized I was sitting on his lap. With his hands wrapped tightly around my waist. The p3k box I was carrying fell to the floor. It splattered because the lid was cracked.
"D-Dev?"
"Why?"
"W-What?"
"It's just a small wound. Why apologize and treat me?"
I swallowed my saliva with difficulty. My heart was beating very fast. It had been so long since I could see Devan's face this close. It made me feel nervous and lost my mind. I missed him so much...
"Because you're my husband," I replied in a low whisper. I looked down in shame. Realizing that my answer was ridiculous and embarrassing to him.
"Husband?" he murmured, "would you also serve me if I asked you to sleep with me?"
"Huh?" I widened my eyes in shock. My brain stopped functioning and I didn't understand what she had just said at all. Did I hear it wrong? Is this a dream?
"As a husband, it's natural for me to want to touch my wife, right?"
"Yes, it is...."
I didn't know how to react. Even as his hands pressed against my waist, it made me feel a strange stirring inside me. And all I could do was press his chest nervously and protest in a low voice.
"Dev...."
"Are you refusing?"
"No, I'm notー"
"Then, sleep with me."
I gaped, for a moment I was like a statue that couldn't move my body when he suddenly kissed my lips. So softly, so softly that I felt like I was going to melt from his kiss.
I reflexively wrapped my arms around his neck. Receiving a kiss that I haven't gotten in so long. A hug so warm and tight from the man I love.
I didn't know if Devan was acting in front of me. Or if he was playing me. But I didn't care at all. I had wanted him for a long time. And we were married. I wish I could give what I have to him. As a wife and a woman who always loved him.
"Ah, Dev," I moaned as he bit down on my lower lip, then went back to crushing it so hard. My body felt hot and my heart was beating so fast. I could even feel his heart beating as my palms pressed against his chest.
Within seconds, I was lying on the bed with him on top of me. His muscular body looked so tempting as he took off his black t-shirt.
"Dev," I whispered against his lips as he crushed my lips again. While his hands were busy touching every inch of my body. So seductive, dancing around with his fingers exploring every sensitive part of mine.
He didn't even speak a word as his lips were busy crushing mine, going down to my neck, and kissing hard there.
I groaned at the pleasure and excitement that exploded through my body. Embarrassed, I arched my body towards him. Letting him see my mound that was already hardening and tightening from his touch.
"Dev, please," I whispered, protesting as his mouth played with the tops of my breasts. Biting it made me squeal with pleasure. I didn't even realize I'd grabbed his hair to make a mess of it, but that just made him look even more handsome and charming.
It was like my mind was going out of whack. I knew that he didn't love me at all, but I easily gave him the most important thing to me. Because during our relationship, he never touched me at all.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, yes. So, please...."
I could feel him grinning at my breasts. His warm breath made me shudder in horror. Writhing uncomfortably with his every touch stimulated my desire even more.
"Ah!" I gasped in shock as he suddenly undressed me until I was naked beneath him. And he threw his pants on the floor carelessly. I turned my face away with my cheeks already flushed with embarrassment as he was naked on top of me.
At that moment I felt his hands touching my body, so skillfully, like an expert. Down to my already wet bottom. I stiffened as he slid his fingers there, playing, teasing me, and making me squirm uncomfortably as I felt the strange stirrings I was feeling.
"Dev, I want you. Now," I whispered in distress.
I pulled his body up and kissed him on the lips. He returned my kiss with a hard, intense lick. Occasionally biting my lower lip made me moan with pleasure. Waves of pleasure made me unable to think clearly.
As he withdrew his fingers and pulled my legs apart, I gasped in shock as he suddenly thrust his cock into me. It plunged into me with a single thrust.
"Ah, Dev!" I screamed as the pain and pleasure exploded into one. I gripped Dev's back tightly which I was sure would leave scratches on my nails.
He continued to push in his cock relentlessly. With a tempo that was initially slow turning into a fast. Continuing to fucking me with his huge, hot cock. Mine throbbed, full of pleasure. While I continued to moan, sighing full of pleasure with his mouth it returned to crush my lips.
"Dev, Dev..." I whispered against his lips, "I love you, Dev!" I hugged him tightly as I neared my climax. I screamed out loud as the wave of pleasure exploded. Bringing me into a state of searing pleasure and passion.