Lucius plunged her tongue into hers as he sucked the sweetness into his mouth. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. He felt strong waves of pleasure in the pit of his stomach, not to mention the bliss his mouth was riding on.
Goodness! Her words were certainly bitter all the time but her tongue and lips were completely a whole new tale.
How she had surplus of honey, sugar and freshness of fruits in her was beyond him. The more he sucked the more she provided him with the sweetness. If he did not know of her witch orientation, then he would definitely believe her for a nymph of vegetation.
Lucius felt faint with the drunken kiss. His breath ragged and his hands were more frantic to touch her. Lucius had fell in the spell of time as he could not think at all.
God knows, he just wanted to help her bath after the tough day they had. Hand on his heart, he just wanted to help his foulmouthed, aggressive, seductress wife.
How the mere look at her bare body did has twisted his insides in a blissful tide.
Lucius inched back just a breath away from her, giving Madonna a moment to breath. Madonna, who looked faint and weak few moments ago, was full of colour tainting her beautiful skin.
She looks alive.
Lucius smiled down at his young witch who had her eyes closed. Her lips parted open as she took necessary breathes slowly. With a small peck on the faint scar on her arm, he breathed in her alluring smell.
Oh, how he loved the look on her beautiful face that very moment! He had never loved anything more than that before.
“You do have reckless ways of living, Milord.” Madonna spoke after she had filled herself with some deprived air.
She looked right at Lucius and could not help but trail her eyes from his wet disheveled hair to the legs of his that were locking her tight against the wall of the bathing tub.
“I do, don’t I?” Lucius chuckled softly pulling her in his arms. He hugged her tightly to his body making certain to touch every inch of her with his.
The pleasure though!
“I felt scared today. You looked nearly lifeless while battling with them that got me scared a lot.” Madonna tried, struggled a lot to not notice her heart that skipped a beat at his declaration. “I should have come early enough to help you. It took good time for me and Lord Xander to create portals to mislead Alder’s men.” He did truly felt dead when he saw Madonna vulnerable.
Madonna shook her head when she heard his apologetic tone. He sounded smooth like butter that melted inside her mouth deliciously.
Madonna felt good when he expressed his worry for her. It had been several years that she heard such concern for other than from Orla. After her parents, it was always Orla who was concerned for her and gave her the affection.
Experiencing the excess of affection and concern from Lucius has undone her for good. Being hidden from unknown dangers by her kin, she was not very frequent with familial pour of love. Her mother, father and brother had loved her ceaselessly but due to the reason that she was always kept away from them for her safety, she did not had enough opportunity to have it for many times.
When Lucius showed his genuine concern for her, her eyes went moist as the feeling of belonging surfaced her. If it was not for Orla and now Lucius, she would have felt lonely and miserable at heart.
It was safe to say that both the mother and son had saved her from her demons on several occasions.
Lucius noticed her quite posture and sighed as he picked her up from the tub and wrapped a bath robe around her.
He would love to take her passionately right then and there but he was still mindful of the said curse on her. He somehow knew that the curse was working on him like it used to for any other before but he still chose to give the young witch a little time to get habituated with physical intimacy with him.
After all, he waited for such long years, a little more time would not hurt.
Once in robe, Lucius pulled Madonna to the bed and laid beside her as he took her in his arms. They spent some time in quiet as they drowned in their respective thoughts.
“You knew me from before, didn’t you?” Madonna asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence. Lucius who looked down at her with contemplating frown as Madonna got up to sit beside him.
She was positive he knew her from far before she thought.
“Remember when you narrated of my kin’s misery and many more important issues that not many know of, I thought you had delved into the deepest chambers of life before proposing a marriage with me but later in many occasion, I thought it might not just be by some naïve investigation.”
Lucius sat up as he leaned against the bedpost crossing his arms over his chest. He couldn’t miss the curiosity that took over her beautiful features.
“The scar on your upper arm, I gave it to you.” Lucius said as contemplation left him and a faint amusement replaced it. He was holding it in him from far much time so it was just the right time to tell her.
He knew he should tell her one day so why not when she asked him.
“The scar? Milord, I got this when I was at the age of six. The scar was by an annoying patriarchal arse of a pig when I was playing with him.” Madonna exclaimed at the very faint recollection of a tall lad she used to bicker with when she was a child.
The lad used to be from a nearby village and used to sneak into the house she lived in with her caretaker. He would always quarrel with her but also get her some good food from his house.
She was too young to remember all of her memories with that pig of a lad but she still had her memories of how he taught her sword fighting with the limited knowledge he had and in the process gave her a scar till the day.
He was barely four or five years older to her but the way he behaved at such young age gave her enough knowledge of what an egocentric and a pig he was.
“Oh aye?” Lucius chuckled raising a brow of arrogance at her. “You thought of me as a pig? An annoying arse of a pig?” Lucius demanded in amusement.
Madonna gaped at the man who was having trails of laughter at her expense and could not believe what she just heard.
He was that pig?
How? Why? Wh-at?
How was he that pig of a lad?
“You –“ She almost screamed at the suddenness of the revelation. “But wasn’t he a village lad?”
“Nay, I came from the Emor manor while you were in the nearby village along with your caretaker. One day, mother had taken me to your cottage and said you had no one to play with and lived alone so she asked of me to go to you once in awhile and play with you. I had no knowledge of you at that time. I thought you were just a village girl with no kin.” He chuckled at the clear memory he had of her mother encouraging him to play with a snobbish little girl who always gave him several ways to tease her.
“You always knew who I was all along?” She did not hide the slight accusation in her tone. There she was under impression that he had married a stranger like her for his own ulterior motives and here she heard that he all along knew of her.
She was a little furious!
“Not from the very beginning. After the little girl I used to play with had disappeared one day, I forgot about her later however I had her memories. It was only after I met you later at the time of your sacrificial ritual that I got curious of the familiarity of your features. Although they were hazy, I somehow knew I knew you. Later when I was desperate to find my mother and had approached you several times was when I noticed the scar on your arm accidently. It was then when I knew you were the girl from the past.” Madonna listened to him attentively as she started seeing the whole picture from his perspective.
“In that case, you wedded me after knowing it was me?” Lucius nodded his head as a small smile graced his lips.
“I could brave myself to wed you cause of the reason you were the little maiden I used to like. The strange kinship we held at the young age influenced me to have affectionate feelings for you. When I later knew of you, I could not neglect the opportunity to spend the life with you quarreling and fighting at every smallest of the issues.” Lucius confessed as he took her lips in a passionate kiss.
Madonna was speechless!
She was rapt how events turned out to her and the pig lad she once knew. He had liked her at that time?
How come the lad who filled few of her young days with memories of mirth and mayhem had turned out to be her husband!
How was she to make of him now that she knew who he was and what she was to him?
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