The Cursed King

Elise was surprised by her husband's straightforwardness, but she didn't dislike it, because she missed him badly too. So, when he kissed her, she was secretly feeling overjoyed.

She welcomed his kiss, not only she because loved him so much, but seeing how he still desired her after the tragedy, it also made Elise feel loved.

Maybe Loriel didn't necessarily love her yet, but what mattered was how Elise felt. With him taking the initiative to ask her to take a bath together, and now he started kissing her passionately, Elise felt wanted and desired.

This helped her pained heart to heal more. It had been months since they last met and became intimate. She missed him, and it made her feel touched to see that he missed her too.

Did he miss being intimate with her? Sometimes, her nights were so cold and unbearable, she would think about him and wonder what he was doing.

Did he find another woman to sleep with while he was away? Her heart told her not to think about her husband that way, but she couldn't help but have that thought in her mind from time to time.

Loriel was a normal man with healthy sexual needs. Thinking about her husband venting his grief by sleeping with many women was a scary thought but if that truly happened, Elise knew she wouldn't blame her husband.

It would be justified because Loriel was grieving and might do things to alleviate his pain. Elise loved him too much to think otherwise.

However, now Loriel started to pounce on her. His hands snaked under her dress and groped her soft thighs, moving higher and higher, toward the special place between her thighs.

His kisses were intense and he was like a hungry man who had been denied food for a long time and was finally able to eat. Elise started to moan and gripped her nails on her husband's back.

Gosh... she felt like a desert being showered by rain after a long drought.

"Loriel..." she whispered. "I miss you so much."

It took her a lot to utter those words. She was too shy and was worried Loriel wouldn't respond well to such a mushy statement, but she needed to get it out of her chest.

She wanted to say how much she loved him and missed him terribly. 

"I miss you too," Loriel said with a hoarse voice. His breath started panting. He loved her scent. It was intoxicating. He didn't know he missed her scent, her touch, and her voice this much.

The four words were like a magic spell that could make Elise sad and cold heart filled with flowers and spring.

He missed her too!

Loriel's nimble hands had opened the straps on her dress and peeled the dress from her body, followed by Elise's incessant moans. The next thing she knew, Loriel had pressed on her body on her comfortable bed.

Didn't he suggest they take a bath before the water got cold?

"Elise..." he kissed her collarbone, and then went down to her breasts. Her two beautiful mounds were so soft and bouncy, even better than what he remembered.

He kneaded them eagerly and sucked on her nipples alternately. Gosh..! He missed this so much!

"Ahh..." Elise bit her lip to stop herself from screaming when she got her first orgasm. She was embarrassed by the thought that people outside this chamber would know they were having sex because she was so loud.

Loriel was aroused like crazy when he heard her sexy moans. His desire went through the roof, and he couldn't wait any longer. The man took off all his clothes and positioned his rock-hard manhood in front of his wife's fold..

He closed his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh when his shaft entered her. His hands still worked on her mounds as he pushed all the way in, and then started pumping.

He missed this so much. Not just the pleasure, but the moment when he felt how much this woman under him made his life complete. Those days when they were expecting their child were the happiest he had ever had.

Everything was gone when the tragedy struck. But it was behind them now. Both Loriel and Elise had mourned for their loss separately and now they were healing together.

Loriel thought about the nameless grave under the jacaranda tree and tears were slowly forming in his eyes.  He had thought about this for months during his alone time.

He knew what his daughter's name was. At least that was the name that came to him and he had engraved in his heart.

It was Catherine.

He didn't know if Elise would agree to this name. But after they woke up tomorrow, Loriel would talk to Elise about the name and suggest they should visit their daughter's grave. They should officiate her name. So, the grave would no longer be nameless.

Thinking how those days, when Elise was pregnant with their child were the happiest he had ever been, Loriel was determined, he and Elise should try for another baby.

They would be more careful this time. Elise would get on bed rest, he would spoil her to bits, he would take care of her and their baby and this time he wouldn't fail.

"Elise...." with that thought in mind, Loriel pumped in and out of Elise's fold, focusing on getting her pregnant. It's been five months since she miscarried. Healthwise, she could already try again.

Loriel wanted those happy days with her again.

Elise moaned incessantly and planted her nails in his arms as Loriel's movement became faster and faster. Her mind was all over the place. As she was engulfed in desire and pleasure, Elise actually was thinking exactly the same thing as Loriel.

She hoped she would get pregnant again soon. She wanted to be a mother so badly. She wanted to give her husband a child. She wanted to raise the child with him.

Please... I want to have a baby....