Savage Forest - Chapter 143.1

“Maybe this is how it was always meant to be. Your body, I mean. If you think about it, back in Aquilea, you were too weak, too focused on protecting the baby to even feel these desires.”

Enya thought as she listened to his gentle murmur.

Tarhan might be right.

When she was pregnant in Aquilea, she had been cautious with every step, filled with fear of miscarriage. Compared to those times, her current state felt like nothing short of a miracle.

Tarhan’s lips pressed against her cheek, then back of her ear. For a moment, his gaze deepened.

Enya realized he was remembering how she had been back then. Not the passionate relationship like now, but the frail appearance, confined to the bed.

Perhaps, to Tarhan, that version of her was the one he had come to know best.

Pale lips. His sickly and fragile woman who was always apologizing.

Tarhan’s arms wrapped around Enya gently, and Enya instinctively looped her arms around his neck.

“…I love this now, Enya.”

Tarhan whispered against her neck.

At that moment, Enya couldn’t think of anything else. His voice was so full of happiness.

Slowly, she reached for his chin. She gave a gentle kiss.

They had kissed countless times, yet it was still sweet. Even if wrinkles eventually creased his lips, it would always be the same. Tarhan would always be Tarhan to Enya.

Once again, they were drawn into a moment of passion.

The tranquil safety of the forest, something neither had ever experienced before, was slowly loosening the tension that had worn them down for so long.

Tarhan’s body gradually shifted downward on Enya. Her hands followed, tracing his movements.

His lips traveled over her collarbone, the swell of her chest, and down to her navel. He pressed his tongue against the hollow, sucking gently before gripping her waist and moving lower. A moan escaped Enya’s lips.

From the moment he touched her, her body had already begun to respond. Her cheeks turned red and her hips were twisting. The anticipation made her thighs instinctively press together.

It felt as though something between her legs was demanding pleasure. She could feel the throbbing and burning from her lower body.

Enya took quick breaths and lifted her hands to cover her eyes. She couldn’t bear to see herself like this, consumed by hunger like animals. But her body betrayed her will.

The moment his fingers brushed against her skin, her legs parted once more.

“Ahht…”

Tarhan adjusted his posture and bent her knees sharply. He positioned her so that her inside was fully exposed to his gaze.

She could feel the fluids they had spilled together suddenly trickled down. Tarhan’s gaze burned intensely as he stared at the sight.

Overcome with both embarrassment and a fresh wave of excitement, Enya instinctively covered her face with both hands, letting out a weak moan.

And then, Tarhan’s lips pressed between her thighs. Enya’s hands shot down to grip his thick black hair as his head moved.

“Ah…! Ahh…!”

Without thinking, her hands pulled him even deeper. His tongue and lips worked against her burning heat, as if soothing a fire with cool water. He lifted her hips, which was now slightly fuller, before he fully sucked it.

Her breath grew so heavy as Tarhan continued to tease and soothe the trembling space between her thighs until the sun dipped below the horizon.

The pillar was buried inside her at the end and brought a deep and fast climax. The pleasure was so overwhelming it left her voice sore.

By the time they made their way back to the village, Enya’s legs were weakly bumping against Tarhan’s firm waist.

“Tarhan…”

She put her arms around his neck, tilting her head to rest against his shoulder as she called his name.

“Uh.”

His response came immediately. But even after hearing his voice, she didn’t ask him to put her down like usual. The situation was too good right now.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had been carried like this. It made her heart stir strangely, as if she had returned to a time when they were nothing more than a boy and a girl crossing the empty field together.

But inside her, their child was growing steadily. Her lower body was so swollen from his sucking.

The thought embarrases her and she squirmed slightly in his grasp. Tarhan adjusted his hold quickly.

His back was broad and warm. If she stayed like this for just a little longer, she felt like she might drift off to sleep.

Enya didn’t know what to do with a sudden rush of happiness that swelled, making her head spin.

They had just returned from a moment of pleasure so intense it left her trembling. Their child was growing strong inside her. And ahead of them, the village waited, filled with the tribespeople who welcomed them.

There was no one to glare at her with resentment, no one waiting to strike Tarhan down. There were no more nights spent in fear and sorrow.

The realization made her chest tighten, like a sudden splash of water.

She couldn’t even distinguish whether it was happiness or comfort. This kind of peace was truly a first for her.