CH 142

“I’m too late, aren’t I?”

“No, no. Just hold me in your arms, Gareth. Just hold me.”

Gareth reached his hand behind his back and fastened the latch to the barn door. He then hugged Elena, who was already in his arms, and lowered his head to meet her lips. Gareth had missed her very much; the only reason he was able to endure the hellish war and the terrible fatigue was by thinking about her. He had swept through the battlefield with Ethan, all so that Elena and her family could live in peace.

After greedily indulging in her lips, Gareth stepped back and began to take off his armor. Elena also began to take off her dress, her eyes fixed on him. She wanted to embrace him more; she wanted to make sure that the man in front of her was real. Gareth’s armor soon fell to the floor with a loud noise, followed by the iron gauntlets that were on his hands.

Gareth quickly took off his clothes, barely swallowing his desires. He approached Elena, who was already gasping for breath. Gareth then tightly embraced Elena, pushing his hot flesh against her. Still half-dressed, Elena exclaimed unknowingly at the feeling of his body against hers. When Gareth pushed his tongue into her mouth, Elena wrapped her arms around his neck with her eyes tightly closed and sucked his tongue in.

Exhaling hot breaths, Gareth began to touch Elena’s bare skin to his heart’s content. He mercilessly caressed her plump breasts with both hands, then he finished undressing her, almost tearing the dress off of her. His lips wandered aimlessly across Elena’s mouth, eyes, nose, and cheeks before digging into her slightly parted lips again.

As she leaned her head back, Elena could hear a groan echoing from deep inside Gareth. The two did not say anything as they gasped for breath and coveted each other’s bodies, trying to confirm each other’s existences.

After kissing Elena’s neck, Gareth moved lower onto her breasts, wrapping his tongue around her nipple and sucking it. Moaning, Elena grabbed Gareth’s blond hair with her hands. Gareth tried to touch her as gently as possible, but he was losing to the intense desire that had overtaken him.

“It’s okay, Gareth. You can do as you want. I actually want you to… do it already.”

At her urging, Gareth lowered his head and kissed her belly. He traveled further and further down until he was eventually digging into her thighs. Elena stroked his firm shoulders and his hair with a flushed face with the same level of passion. Her body bent like a bow once Gareth’s moist lips kissed her secret bush and his tongue dug into the cramped passage.

Gareth held Elena in place as he pushed his tongue deeper and deeper. Her scent, her temperature, and her entire being—they captivated him without a doubt. Gareth continued to caress Elena passionately, spreading her thighs wider with his shoulders. Her heavy breathing that told him that she was enjoying his touches drove him crazy. Elena clung to Gareth, leaving herself to be consumed by the relentless, passionate storm. Their love for each other was heating the barn.

Gareth’s lips eventually escaped from her bushes and carefully caressed Elena’s whole body before returning to her lips. At the same time, he grabbed her thighs with both hands and pushed his now raging manhood into her. He exclaimed in pleasure, his voice sounding almost like a scream. He could finally feel that he had returned home; everything was perfect now that he had returned to Elena. Gareth continued to move in and out of her soft yet incredibly hot passageway, grunting from pleasure and feeling a thrilling sensation every time he moved. The vivid and captivating sensual gratification made him crave her even more, prompting him to move deeper with more intensity.

Both Gareth and Elena could hardly slow down their breathing. Lying on piles of straw with a sweaty body, Gareth continued to caress Elena’s breasts with his hands. Elena left herself to his hands for a moment, then she began stroking his chest. It was then that Gareth could feel something wet on his chest. He looked up at Elena, who was crying silently.

“Everyone must be waiting for you. They were looking forward to your return home,” she whispered as she gently touched his chest. Elena was crying more frequently now. She had always cried alone in the past, but this had changed after Gareth had promised to protect her. She believed she didn’t have to pretend to be strong or something she wasn’t anymore; she had decided to be herself.

Gareth laughed quietly. He rubbed his lips on the top of her head and said, “Tell them to wait. This is more important right now.” He then stormed in and started kissing her passionately again as if he was not satisfied with having sex only once. Elena also actively responded to his touches, accepting everything he did.

‘He’s… really back. It’s spring, and he’s really back,’ she thought, then she exclaimed when Gareth inserted himself into her again, this time while standing. Her body, which had already been gently loosened by intense love, embraced his manhood that moved deeper into her.

“I missed you so much, Elena,” Gareth spoke in a hushed tone as he moved slowly in and out of her, causing her to shudder from pleasure. He looked into her dark emerald eyes, the ones he dreamt of night after night during the war. He had always embraced her in his dreams, looking into her beautiful eyes and kissing her desirable lips. They were dreams, but the woman in front of him now was reality. “Elena…” Gareth began to move desperately with more intensity. He scattered kisses onto her face, watching her eyes that were now fogged up with rapture. Time continued to pass as the two indulged in each other.

“I can definitely feel that I’m back now,” Gareth joked, smiling.

Elena grinned in response. “Yes, I also feel the same. You’ve finally returned to us.”

Gareth hugged Elena tightly and whispered in her ear, “Not ‘us.’ I’ve returned to you, Elena. I’ve returned only for you.”

Elena smiled sweetly. ‘He has finally returned to me. Finally…’