At the End of the Hidden Greenery - Chapter 235
“Go, go in… ahk, ah!”
Had she just given permission? Or not? She wasn’t sure.
Her husbands knew her better than she knew herself. Perhaps they read her mind again before she even answered.
A thick pillar pressed firmly against her cl*toris as it slid in. It plunged deeply, all way to the c*rvix, pressing hard against the cli*oris as well.
“Ahh, aht, ahng!”
Even as she climaxed, the savage pleasure engulfing her made her arch her head back.
“El.”
The moment she heard that low voice, a strange shiver ran from her toes to her head.
Usually, Solmih called her politely by name, but during rough times, he called her ‘honey’.
Her mind nearly melted, and she couldn’t respond. Solmih pushed himself even deeper inside. Her husbands could always tell with uncanny ease when she was close to climax.
Suddenly, Solmih bit his hips sharply. The thick length that had pressed against her c*rvix left a lingering trail of pleasure as he withdrew.
And just as he re-entered that hot path.
“Ahh-ack!”
The climax hit in an instant.
Trembling all over, Jiwoo heard Solmih softly say.
“El…”
She tried to respond but her tongue felt numb, and she missed the chance. Kissing her all over, Solmih coaxed her again.
“El.”
“Heuk, ye, yees…?”
With a sigh, Solmih wrapped his arms around Jiwoo’s waist and held her tightly.
Still adjusting to this culture, Jiwoo didn’t understand exactly what that exchange meant. All she knew was that the moment she answered, Solmih’s length inside her quivered and stiffened.
His body writhed inside her once more. He had reached his limit, just as he had pushed her to hers.
At that final moment, when her insides glowed warmly, the deep vibration of his voice sent another shiver through her.
“El…”
They were married, but had yet to call each other that yet.
21. Rules That Don’t Matter
Her body had definitely improved. No, it has gotten better.
Jiwoo, who had suffered from sensory confusion, dizziness, and moments where colors seemed inverted and distorted, was surprised that all her senses had fully returned.
‘I only knew how to heal others, but this is my first time receiving treatment like this.’
Though she had been ill before and received nursing care, this was truly the first time she had undergone something that could be called actual healing.
Carefully removing the vines that wrapped around her body, Jiwoo leaned on Solmih, who was attentively checking for any injuries.
“Solmih.”
“Yes.”
“What do you call it when I address my husband, like you do with El?”
“There is no such word.”
After their s*x, her husbands always washed away any traces, so Jiwoo had assumed Solmih was just stepping out briefly for treatment and would return once finished.
Though there was no tree here, this village had proper facilities, so she thought she’d wash up there, or maybe by a lake nearby.
Unexpectedly, Solmih wrapped his coat around Jiwoo and created a soft patch of grass for her to sit on right there.
It seemed he wanted to stay a little longer like this.
The weather was cool and pleasant. She had definitely left home in winter, and seeing this made her realize just how much time had passed.
A bit tired, Jiwoo absentmindedly rested against his shoulder.
Solmih spoke first.
“Since leaving El Ragneil, we have all been ill to some degree. You thought only Helka was severely affected.”
And it was not the kind of illness that could be healed naturally. They had all been quietly awaiting death.
“So you were healed because of me?”
“Yes.”
They had all suffered, large or small, yet showed no sign of it.
“I couldn’t understand how just the act of physical union could heal. I can’t exactly demand something like that for treatment.”
Whether it’s drawing blood or sharing bodies, both are burdensome to the other person.
“So, you were healed on the wedding night?”
“Yes.”
“What would you have done if I’d said I wouldn’t marry?”
“You did, so it’s fine.”
Solmih cleared his throat softly.
“So, actually…”
He usually had a striking appearance and smiled gently even with that face. But now, he seemed somewhat shy.
“I’m glad I was able to do the same for you.”
Though she was the one healed, he seemed even happier because he had focused on her and prioritizing her pleasure.
“Thank you.”
“….I didn’t realize you were still hurting these days.”
“It’s not often…”
You got upset over small things. Jiwoo admitted in embarrassment. Before she could say more, Solmih shook his head and reassured her.
“We haven’t been ill since then.”
Solmih gently stroked the wrist Jiwoo had once injured herself. That spot sometimes still hurts when it rains. The frequent scars had left marks, and when his fingers touched it, Jiwoo reflexively tensed her shoulders.
“Your wounds aren’t ones that can never heal or leave permanent scars. They just healed incorrectly. Is that different from emotional scars?”
How did he know so well?
Though the scars weren’t visible on the surface, Solmih still found the spots that sometimes ached and carefully tended to them.
It was as if he could read not only her body but her innermost feelings as well.
“You said the power of Akarna forces wounds to close but doesn’t erase what happened. I don’t want that either. You only forced your wounds shut, not properly healed them.”
Jiwoo’s voice choked in her throat. She couldn’t answer and just nodded.
The reason he didn’t leave afterward was because Solmih seemed determined to probe those wounds thoroughly here and try to restore them completely.
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Im sorry my baby callan and lanciel but now solmih is my favorit 😘😘