Taking Care of My Husband in a Tragic Novel - Chapter 72

Chapter 72

I tried to turn my head, wondering what kind of expression Bleon had, but I couldn’t easily move because he was resting his face on my nape.

“I don’t want to put you in danger, Wife…”

“Huh? No, that’s, nngh.”

Still, the pleasure continued uninterrupted while talking with him as he moved his waist steadily.

“It will be fine. Ah, take it slow, wa, wait, hu-uhng.”

“Next time, next time. Haa, even if you tell me to stop then, I will do it to the end, okay?”

As he said that, Bleon’s voice was so unusually low, that I could immediately feel that he, like me, had come to reach his limit. However, Bleon was enduring it with superhuman patience in case something bad might happen to me. Thinking of him, I could understand the meaning behind his actions, so I couldn’t push him further here.

“Okay… Then, ah, Bleon, hu-hngh, ahhkk!”

As soon as I replied in affirmation, Bleon’s lower body moved faster. He didn’t insert it inside, but he began to press my swollen nub roughly with the tip of his manhood at an incredibly high speed, as if he was pounding my inner walls.

“Ah-huht, ah, ahng!”

The lewd sound of our wet genitals rubbing against each other was heard more and more clearly in my ears as his movements increased. As he rubbed the outside as fiercely as it was to stimulate the inside, my waist wobbled wildly, and I was gripped by the intense sensation of my body floating, and I quickly grabbed Bleon’s wrist so as not to fall off. And after a while, a dizzying and distant pleasure from head to toe engulfed my whole body.

“Ahhhhhngh!”

“Ugh.”

At that moment, we both reached our climax at the same time. My opening contracted frantically, spilling liquid, and s*men burst out from his tip, which passed between my thighs and protruded to the front.

“Haa…”

“Uuhh, ah…!”

But it was then.

Still unable to get out of the climax, I was intoxicated with the gentle pleasure that spread throughout my body, but I felt a slight tug in my stomach. So, drenched in pleasure, I unknowingly placed both my hands over my stomach.

“Wife? Are you okay…?”

As I let out a shallow moan, I heard Bleon’s worried voice from behind. Bleon quickly grabbed my waist and wrapped his arms around me.

“Heuk, ah, hu-huht…”

Bleon’s movements stopped, but the lingering ripples of the climax were still ongoing. Fortunately though, the tension in my stomach that I felt earlier was hardly felt anymore. However, my body’s sensitivity was at its best, and as he gently touched his stomach, the drowsy feeling persisted.

“I’m fine.”

“Ha…”

Bleon let out a sigh of relief.

“My stomach tugged a little just now. It’s fine now.”

I tapped the back of his hand to reassure him.

“As expected, I should have been patient…”

“No!”

I cut off his words abruptly at his remorseful voice.

“…I mean, it’s been a long time. So don’t say that.”

“Wife…”

Bleon’s hold on me grew a little stronger. So I leaned into his arms without saying a word for a while and found stability.

“By the way…”

After the trembling of my body calmed down to some extent, I felt his manhood behind me. Apparently, despite having just climaxed, he was still poking behind me without losing that firmness.

“Don’t mind it.”

How can I not mind it when it’s so clearly showing its presence?

But, perhaps because of the satisfaction that spreads throughout my body, I was already slowly falling asleep. But I couldn’t leave him like this, so I struggled to hold back my sleep and mumbled.

“…Can I help you?”

“You don’t have to.”

I thought it would be impossible to do anything more together, so I had come up with a solution, but Bleon flatly rejected it.

“Um, wait, then—”

“It’s really alright, so you don’t have to worry about it, Wife.”

I was about to overcome my sleep, thinking of another solution, but Bleon quickly cut off my words and answered.

“But—”

“It will subside in a little while. You’ll be tired, so go to sleep.”

Bleon patted my head tenderly, noticing that I had been closing my eyes longer than I had already opened them.

“Uhhn, but…”

“…Sleep well, Wife.”

In the end, as I felt his soft lips kissing my neck and cheeks in turn, I fell asleep in an instant. And when I woke up the next morning, my legs were washed clean and I was changed into a new nightgown, as if what happened last night was just a dream.

“Adrian, look over here.”

A little baby with golden hair like Bleon and dark eyes similar to Astell, but a little lighter in color, was lying on the crib, showing a flawless smile to the person who was smiling at him.

“Oh my, Madam! The baby just smiled!”

“Right? He smiled, right?”

“Yes, yes! So cute.”

The nanny clasped her hands with an ecstatic face as if she had seen a baby angel that came down from heaven. Astell, who was looking at Adrian, also looked at her own adorable son with eyes full of emotion.

Three months ago, with a loud cry, the next head of Duchy Einer, Astell and Bleon’s precious child was born. Astell gave birth to a healthy child under the care of the family doctor, and was now fully healthy as she also recovered quickly after her birth.

Astell said she could never forget the feeling she had when she met their child for the first time. As soon as she gave birth to the child, holding him in her arms, she was flooded with tens of thousands of indescribable emotions. It was a feeling that only parents of a child could know.

But on the other hand, she could not fully enjoy the joy and happiness just looking at the child. It was because she was reminded of the child who had left before. She couldn’t stop her sadness from filling up as she thought of their first baby, who she had lost in her womb.

‘Did you come back to us? Baby?’

She wanted to believe so. She may not be able to wash away the guilt for the child that she could not keep for the rest of her life, but she wants to think that the child has found her again. And this time she vowed to protect her child to the end, and she held back her cry that was about to come out.

Bleon, who was watching her with a worried face, patted her on the back as if he had noticed the change in Astell’s emotions. Astell raised her head and looked at Bleon, and said in a trembling voice.

“…This is our child.”

“Our child.”

Bleon followed Astell’s words.

“Yes. So lovely.”

“He is. He’s so lovely because he resembles you, Wife.”

Bleon stared at Astell and the baby alternately with affectionate eyes.

“Let’s give this child all the love we can give. Without regrets.”

“Yes. Yes. Wife.”

Bleon and Astell smiled brilliantly at each other, vowing that, until the end of their lives, they would give their child the love that they couldn’t receive from their own parents.

A few days later, it was a deep night. Before Astell went to sleep she sat on the sofa and she was breastfeeding Adrian. Then came a knock on the door outside. There was only one person in the Duchy Einer who could disturb this quiet and peaceful time.

“Wife. It’s me.”

It was her husband, Bleon.

“Come on in, Duke.”

With the nanny by her side, Astell spoke politely and answered him. Soon the door opened and Bleon entered the couple’s bedroom.

Seeing him slowly walk near the sofa where Astell and Adrian were, Astell carefully pulled Adrian away from her. Fortunately, Adrian wasn’t whining, as he was fed enough milk before Bleon arrived.

“Nanny.”

Astell handed Adrian over to the nanny. The nanny took Adrian into her arms and patted him on the back. As she watched it, Astell quickly organized her clothes by pulling up the chemise, which had fallen down to her chest.

“Adrian, my baby. Have a nice dream today.”

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