Return of the Legendary Runesmith - Chapter 421

Chapter 421: Chapter 420- Wife**
Every touch, every whisper from him sent a sharp jolt down her spine.

The feelings she had locked away her whole life—believing she was meant to stay alone, believing her memories of her husband were enough to carry her through—those walls were crumbling as his warm fingers traced the bare line of her back.

She shivered beneath him, letting out a soft moan as his hand slid lower, leaving heat on every inch of her skin.

His lips brushed her neck, tender and slow, his tongue drawing fire across her flesh. Her back arched on instinct, her parted lips releasing a breathy sigh she couldn’t hold in.

Her dark eyes met his hazel ones for a heartbeat—full of trembling emotion—as she whispered, “I don’t want you to regret anything that happens between us.”

Adrian caressed her cheek with his thumb, his voice low and warm as he said, “Look at me and tell me—do you think I’m doing anything against my will?”

Raven’s gaze fell. All she saw in his eyes was love, hunger, and devotion. He wanted her. Truly, deeply. And though her heart trembled with chaos, her body already knew what it craved.

Adrian gently tilted her chin toward him again. “Querella… I will never go against your wishes. So tell me—what do you want?” His next breath came out like a restrained growl. “My whole being aches for you, but I’ll always respect your choice.”

Querella swallowed hard.

The way her body kept brushing against him, the heat building between her legs—the truth was undeniable. She knew exactly what she wanted.

But the pain in her voice came through as she whispered, “Ariana… will you hide whatever happens between us?”

Adrian didn’t hesitate. “No, I won’t.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed each finger slowly. “This… us… is not something I’m ashamed of. Our bond is beautiful, Querella. When we took our vows, our souls became one. And I want the world to know that.”

Her voice trembled. “She would be hurt because of me… wouldn’t she?”

Adrian’s answer was honest. “Yes… But she will understand. I know her as well as I know you.”

Raven lowered her gaze, tears shimmering. “I feel like I’m coming between you two…”

He pulled her into his arms, holding her close until their heartbeats matched.

His whisper brushed her ear, warm and steady. “No, you’re not. When she understands how important you are to me… she’ll welcome you into the family.”

Raven slowly turned to face him, her voice fragile. “And you… What am I to you?”

This side of her—soft, bare, scared—no one else had ever seen. And no one ever would.

Before him, she wasn’t a queen. She wasn’t a warrior. She was simply a woman… longing to be loved.

Adrian kissed her again, a tender, claiming kiss, before murmuring against her lips, “You are my other half. My wife. And that will never change.”

For a moment, neither of them moved.

The air between them tightened—thick, charged, trembling with everything they wanted but had held back for far too long. Her breath hitched, his chest rose and fell sharply, and in that stretched heartbeat, their eyes spoke louder than any vow.

Then they crashed together.

Adrian’s lips claimed hers with a hunger he could no longer restrain. The kiss was deep, fiery—so powerful it stole the breath right out of her lungs. Querella let out a soft gasp against his mouth, her fingers instantly sliding into his hair. She gripped it hard, pulling him closer, her nails grazing his scalp in a way that made him groan low in his throat.

Their mouths moved in perfect sync, desperate and slow all at once. His tongue brushed hers—gentle at first, then bolder as she opened up to him completely. The moment their tongues intertwined, a tremor shot through her body, leaving her knees weak and her mind blank with heat.

Adrian held her tighter, one arm circling her waist while his other hand roamed up her side, tracing her curves with a touch that sent shivers down her spine. His thumb brushed her ribs, then her waist, then the small of her back, savoring every reaction she gave him. Her breath came out shaky, caught between a moan and a plea.

Their kiss deepened—slow strokes of tongue turning into long, breath-stealing exchanges, both of them chasing each other’s warmth. Every time her tongue slid against his, every time he angled the kiss deeper, the world around them disappeared a little more.

Querella pushed closer, pressing herself against him, her nails tugging harder at his hair as if she couldn’t bear even a heartbeat of distance. Adrian’s hand moved again, roaming gently but boldly up her back, then along her side, feeling the way she trembled under his touch.

He kissed her like he was pouring every emotion into her—devotion, desire, the fierce love he carried and never said out loud until now. She kissed him back with all the longing she had buried for years, finally allowed to surface.

Her lips parted as she tried to catch her breath, but he leaned in again, capturing the small sound she made. Their tongues met once more, slow and deep, the kiss turning hotter with each passing second until even breathing felt like an afterthought.

His hand finally slid under her shirt, fondling her left breast and making her tremble.

Her breasts were too big for his hand as he slowly massaged them, making her clench her eyes shut.

Their lips parted, and her chest was heaving as she was completely breathless from that last exchange.

Adrian slowly opened her shirt button, trailing a heated kiss after every pause.

Raven felt heat pooling in her nether region. Her sex salivated at his touch, her thighs rubbing against each other as she surrendered herself to his control.

The small mole on her left teat caught his attention. His tongue soon found its way to that mole as he sucked on her supple skin and received the loudest moan of the night.

“Mmmgh! A-Adrian…my body…why is it so sensitive?” Maybe because it was being touched by someone else than herself for the first time that she couldn’t control her reaction at all.

Adrian slightly pulled back and looked into her eyes, “Mind if I rip away these bandages?”

To not disturb her during combat, she ties thick bandages around her breasts.

But right now…this battle didn’t require any restraint.

With her cheeks turned red, she nodded.

Adrian pressed his finger in the middle of her chest before a slight heat radiated from the tip as he slowly dragged his finger down, tearing every single bandage one after another, revealing her milky white chest.

As the last bandage ripped away, her two meat buns fell in different directions because of the sheer weight.

“They are awfully massive…I know.” She said, sulking a little. She has always been conscious of how big her breasts are, so she often has to face shoulder pain and discomfort.

However, from Adrian’s perspective, “Perfect…just perfect.”

His left hand cupped her breast, slowly massaging it as he said, “Your every part is beautiful, Querella.”

She shivered at his touch as she lowered her gaze and while looking at his pelvis, she said, “Isn’t it painful? Should I help you remove your pants?”

Adrian smiled, a little mischief flashing in his eyes as he leaned back and offered, “Sure, go ahead.

Querella slowly got up and leaned forward.

As she did, her massive bust came into full exposure.

Seeing his eyes burning on them, she said teasingly, “You can touch them, you know.”

Adrian didn’t need to be told twice as he took a hold of those meaty buns, his fingers tracing against her pink buds making her tremble.

Her hands gripped the waistbands of his pants before she tried to slowly lower it.

Her flesh spillee from between his fingers, as he saw her slowly lowering his pants after unbuttoning it. Her fingers were tucked at the waistband of his underwear too, lowering it along the way.

She groaned slight as he was kneelikg before her so it was a little difficult.

But then, she finally managed to pull it down, and instantly, something hit her nose.

The strong musky scent assaulted her nose, making her lips part in astonishment and excitement.

Her eyes widened as she saw the length of his manhood before her.

Adrian tilted his head, “Go ahead, touch it.” He leaned back, giving her easier access to his heated shaft.

Querella sat on her heels and took a strong gulp.

Something so big …it was slightly twitching too, wanting her attention.

She slowly moved her hand and finally held it.

Hot ..it was utterly hot and fleshy.

She could feel his veins and how excited he was.

Querella looked up and asked, “Can I taste it?”

Adrian chuckled, “Call me insane the day I refuse to that.”

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A/N:- Thanks for reading.