I blinked sleepily as rays of sunshine beamed through the gaps in the curtain.
A heavy arm was draped over my bare waist as pair of soft lips slowly traveled down my back, pressing tender kisses between my shoulder blades and down along my spine. It was as if he stamping me with whispers of his love with one soft kiss at a time…
I shivered as the tips of his hair brushed against my skin, acutely aware of just how naked we were under the sheets.
A husky voice greeted, “Good morning, Jane.”
“Good morning, Achi,” I replied warmly as his arm tightened around my waist, pulling me even closer to him until my back was pressed completely flush to bare chest.
He hummed softly in contentment as he buried his face into my messy hair. Taking in a deep breath, he asked softly, “Did you sleep well?”
I nodded as I interlaced my fingers with the warm hand splayed across my stomach. “Just a little sore on my lower back and between my legs…”
He chuckled softly as he pressed a few more lingering kisses into the crook of my neck. “I’ll get you a heating pad later.”
I hummed quietly as my eyes drifted across the room, noting the piles of dirty bedsheets littered in all sorts of stains and the torn clothes lying on the floor. My wedding dress and underwear were left in tatters, just remnants of what they once were.
Achilles really was much too strong for his own good…
My attention was soon drawn back to said man as he shifted behind me once again. He intertwined our bare legs together and curled his large body around my much smaller one, cocooning me in his warmth as the hand on my stomach inconspicuously traveled up my body until it cupped my tender breast in his palm.
Achilles’s stamina was so strong that he kept coming back more after every round without a single break. And I was sure that he probably would’ve kept going if I had not passed out after my fifth orgasm.
My body was left extremely sensitive from last night, so a single brush of his rough hand over my nipple sent shocks through my body, making my legs instinctively clamp together.
But Achilles took no notice as he snuggled right against me with his eyes closed and continued to hold my breast in his palm. It was almost as if he found comfort in simply holding it. He mumbled quietly, “You make me so happy…”
My heart warmed at his words, making me squeeze his hand in a silent reciprocation.
He smiled against my skin at my reply. Brushing the tip of his nose along the nape of my neck, he told me softly, “I can’t wait to spend every day like this on our honeymoon.”
I arched an eyebrow curiously, feeling slightly more awake than before. “Honeymoon?”
He hummed in affirmation. “I planned a two-week honeymoon trip for us, leaving some time later today. I already told Sebastian that you would be gone during that time, so you don’t need to worry about work.”
I asked hesitantly, “What about Liam? I don’t feel comfortable leaving him alone after everything that happened yesterday.”
“I already planned for him to come with us from the start, my love” He pressed reassuring kisses along my shoulder and teased, “The rooms will be just as soundproofed as our house, so there’s no need to worry about him hearing us.”
I gaped wordlessly at his bluntness.
He chuckled and leaned over me to capture my parted lips into his own. Pulling away, he explained, “It’s no different as when we are at home. I don’t see what the issue is, my love.”
I pouted as I stubbornly pushed his handsome face away, muttering back in reply, “I suppose it’s not… But you don’t have to be so crude about it…”
His eyes twinkled as he playfully nipped at my fingers, “There’s nothing inappropriate about what I said. It’s only natural for a husband to want to spend some quality time with his wife.”
I eyed his sparkling eyes warily. He was honestly too pretty for this to be fair. How was I supposed to resist such a handsome face?
Luckily, a knock sounded at the door before he could go any further, making Achilles lift his head up in response and ask, “Is that you, Liam?”
A small voice hummed in affirmation, “Your door is locked, unlike usual. Is it not a good time right now?”
Achilles had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he started, “Well… Your mom and I are working on-”
I frantically slapped my hand over his mouth before he could continue and called out to Liam, “Are you feeling a bit hungry, honey? Why don’t you go downstairs and start on picking out a recipe for us to make for breakfast? We’ll be right down.”
Achilles had an amused expression as I anxiously waited for Liam to say something in reply.
After what felt like minutes, Liam finally replied, calling out to Achilles in particular, “I know you can’t control it, Dad, but do you think you can make a little sister that looks like mom?”
My eyes widened as Achilles struggled to contain his laughter.
As my hands fell from his lip out of shock, Achilles called back out to Liam and replied, “I’ll try very hard, son, but I can’t promise anything. Why don’t you get working on breakfast in the meantime while I finish taking care of your mom?”
My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets at his words as Liam hummed happily in agreement and his tiny footsteps pattered away from our door.
Achilles grinned down at me. He gently pushed my hanging jaw back into place and teasingly placed a chaste kiss on my lips. “Darling, you’re going to let flies in if you leave your mouth open like that.”
I shot him a dirty look and tried to push his hand away, but he didn’t even budge in the slightest. I hugged in annoyance, “Why would you say such an inappropriate thing to Liam? He’s only five!”
He cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Do you really think he has no idea about what we are doing in here? Our son has an IQ score over 150 and can probably build a missile if we leave him alone with the appropriate materials. I’m sure he knows what his parents are doing on their wedding night.”
I pouted unhappily. He had a point, but still…
He kissed me again in an attempt to ease my anger and added, “Plus, I agree with Liam. I think a cute little princess that looks just like my beautiful wife would be wonderful. Don’t you think?”
I blushed under his gaze as his fingers mindlessly trailed over my lower abdomen, tracing the area that would become swollen if I did ever get pregnant.
“But you’re still young… only 23 years old… you probably have other things you want to do first…” Slipping under the cover, he tenderly pressed a kiss against my abdomen and whispered softly, “I’ll just have to be patient and wait a little while longer before I can get an adorable baby girl to pamper.”
It felt like my brain could explode at any moment from being overwhelmed by such an incomprehensible level of cuteness.
Although he softened up quite a bit around family and even more so when it was only Liam or me, Achilles usually kept a rather stoic image. He usually kept his thoughts to himself unless he was trying to drill a speech into my head or sharing a verbal form of affection. So rarely did he ever speak his thoughts out like this.
I didn’t even realize he wanted to have more kids until now. I had always thought that just having Liam would already put him off. After all, he wasn’t all that much older than me himself.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt the bedsheets suddenly slide off of me, feeling a slight chill as I was effortlessly lifted into the air. I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck as he made his way into the bathroom.
He set me down on the toilet seat gently, wrapping a fluffy towel around me before turning around to draw a bath. As steam filled the room from the hot running water, he rummaged through our cabinets, pulling out salts and soaps that I used when I made a bath for him last time.
I watched him curiously, slightly surprised that he managed to remember all of it when he didn’t seem like one who didn’t care much for baths. Whenever I didn’t ask him to join me for a bath, he would usually just take a quick shower before hopping out to search for me wherever I may have been in the house.
Once the bath was ready, he easily lifted me off the toilet seat and lowered me into the warm water, making me hum in delight as the hot water soothed my highly sore lower regions.
He kissed the side of my temple lovingly and told me, “Enjoy your bath, my love. I was only able to wipe you down with a wet cloth last night, so please take your time. I’ll take care of the dirty sheets and be downstairs with Liam.”
My heart warmed at his gesture. He was truly such a gentleman.
I waved him down closer to me, making him arch an eyebrow in curiosity, but he didn’t deny my request. Once he was close enough, I gave him a quick peck on his cheek. “Thank you, Achi. I really appreciate it.”
Even though it wasn’t much and definitely much less intimate than anything we did last night, his cheeks still turned a light pink color. He reflexively covered the lower half of his face with his hand and adorably sputtered, “I-It’s nothing… I-I’m just doing my job as your husband…”
I giggled quietly as he darted out of the bathroom, trying to escape his embarrassment. He had so many sides to his personality. At one moment, he could be cold as an ice block and be ruthlessly tearing into anyone that ticked him off. But in the next, he could turn a complete 180 and become a soft little puppy with a surprising amount of innocence to him.
Even now, I still couldn’t believe that he had practically been a virgin before we met. To think that he had been abstinent for nearly an entire decade. It seemed nearly impossible to believe given how high his sex drive seemed to be.
His stamina was on another completely different level, going for one round after another that I didn’t even have time to catch my breath in between. I was sure that he would’ve gone all night if it wasn’t for my completely exhausted state.
To add on, he wanted to do it so often that I was beginning to think he only had a one to two-day break in between each time to just give my body a bit of time to recover for my benefit rather than his.
I rolled my shoulders back, cracking all the stiff joints in my body. I winced as a shot of pain went through my lower back.
I reached back to massage my back softly, easing the pain ever so slightly. As I eased my fingerpads into the lower back, the familiar feeling made my mind drift off, remembering how his large hands wrapped around my lower back and easily lifted my hips off the bed to thrust even deeper into me.
My legs squeeze together the memory of how his thick member speared relentlessly into my heat, suddenly feeling a bit empty without him in me… He went so deep into me that I felt as if he had reached my throat…
I slapped my hands over my face, embarrassed by my own naughty thoughts.
I quickly cleaned myself up and drained the tub before my thoughts could spiral off any further. I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel as I brushed my teeth and combed through my damp hair.
As I took in my appearance in the mirror, I wasn’t surprised in the slightest when I found several new marks decorating my skin. A new bite mark in the crook of my neck. Then another bite on my left breast, refreshing the old one. And one last set of imprints engraved onto the inside of my right thigh, above the old bite and awfully close to my nether regions. Besides these, there was also a whole series of hickeys and other marks scattered across my body.
If anyone saw me, they would’ve surely thought that I had been mauled by an animal.
But I knew that my Achilles was nothing like that. Even though I wasn’t awake at the time, I could tell that he had treated all his bite marks the moment that we finished last night. All the edges of his incisors were already starting to heal quite well, and he even left out a container of antibiotic and pain relieving cream on the bathroom counter with my glasses right next to them for me.
I smiled as I put my glasses on, blinking a few times as my vision came back into focus, and got started on applying the ointment to his love bites. He honestly knew me like the back of his hand and often had everything ready for me before I could even think of it.
How could I ever hate a man like that?
I bit my lip as pleasure flooded my body every time my finger skimmed over a bite. I had to fight the urge to play with his love bites, knowing that it would only take longer to heal if I did. But I still couldn’t help yearning for more.
I quickly put the cream away when I finished and threw on an outfit that Achilles had left out on a chair for me. A knitted sweater with one of my thicker plaid suspender dresses that flared out at the waist and a pair of fleece-lined tights.
I did half of a twirl in front of the mirror as I took in my appearance. He really did have a good sense of taste, not that I was too surprised based on how well he dresses himself.
Both Liam and Achilles had taken a liking to pick out my outfits ever since we moved in together. I often found them bonding in a heated debate between different types of skirts and sweaters in the closet before we had to go to work in the mornings.
Just the memory of it elicited a giggle from me. I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised that they wanted a baby girl to spoil.
A daughter that looked like Achilles and me…
I flushed at the thought. What was I thinking?
We had just gotten married yesterday. It was much too early for such thoughts, especially when we still needed to handle the issue with Liam’s biological parents.
But I still couldn’t help wondering what our baby girl would look like if we did happen to have a daughter…
She would surely be spoiled to death by those two boys.