Chapter 322: Chapter 322

Shelby’s whole body felt like jelly as her sweaty back leaned against his full-clothed chest. She panted lightly as Ian’s large hands tightened around her waist. Her thighs relaxed, and she pressed them against him gently. She felt so satiated. Even more so, the slight night chill did not make her want to cover up. She just wanted to stay there and never move.

With her legs still spread on either side of Ian’s thighs, her pink pussy bared out but still holding onto his slightly firm member. A slight breeze washed over them, and her nipples firmed up even more, making her slightly contract her pussy muscles.

Ian hissed in a breath and then slid his hand down her front and back to the waiting pussy like a magnet attraction.

However, he never expected Shelby’s next action. She closed her legs and pulled herself so quick from his member that Ian had no idea how that even happened.

One moment, she was on him, and the next moment, she was already about two feet from him.

He gasped and tried to lunge back for her, but Ian paused and took a good look at his wife’s naked body. She was exquisite! However, it was something else that had drawn his attention. Shelby’s eyes were without her blue irises!

Those irises that sparkled like blue diamonds and startled anyone who directly looked at them were gone. It was as if she was in a trance or possessed. Ian was in for a different Shelby that night but did not know it yet.

His eyes travelled from her swollen red lips to short, curly blond hair that had light strands sticking to the sides of her face and the ruffled bangs that caressed her brows. The curly hair attracted him but at that moment, there was more to his wife that he wanted to explore.

He did not linger on her eyes even though they were fascinating because she spoke in a voice alien to him: a very mischievousness and playfulness, unlike anything he had ever seen from his wife.

"Why are you fully clothed and I’m not? That’s not fair!"

Ian chuckled as his eyes travelled to her collarbone.

"That can be rectified. We can dress you up, or I can join you...."

Shelby giggled. The light, melodic sound rang all around Ian, encompassing him in its melody.

Without waiting for her, Ian had taken on his light waist-length jacket.

"I like the latter!" Her playful voice sounded, making Ian’s breath catch in his throat.

"I like that option, too!" He added as he quickened his hands, but she closed the gap between them and placed her hand on his, stilling his movements.

"Not so fast though... You will tarnish the game."

That was all Ian managed. He then dropped his hand as his eyes followed her every move. She took the jacket and draped it over her shoulders, then inserted her hands into its rather large sleeves. Ian felt a disappointment shoot out through him. Why was she covering up? He wondered. Was she just teasing him? Ian was unsure but one thing he knew was that Shelby was acting like a very different person!

Shelby rolled the sleeves up carefully, making every single action or inaction look like seduction.

Ian sucked in his breath, and that was when he noticed that his father’s necklace was also glowing around her neck. It was a pulsating glow like a firefly and very fascinating to watch if he wasn’t so turned on from watching her dress up!

Who would have thought? The large jacket could barely fit her, but Shelby had not bothered to close it up. Her curvy breasts stood upright with their nipples taunting him, and then she started moving.

Ian’s eyes grew to the size of saucers, and his heart started racing at seeing his own wife’s semi-naked body move for him.

She held his eyes and moved seductively to the sound of music that only she could hear.

His eyes trailed along her breasts to her belly button and then down to the small mound that had caused him more delight and pleasure than he even dared to dream of.

He could see the slight stickiness between her thighs: his cum. That was him, all over her!

His member stood upright as he remained seated, and his eyes followed her movements.

One leg in front and the other sideways, twisting and twirling in impossible ways. Shelby’s dancing movements were a mystery. Doing so fully clothed had caused nose bleeds among the masses, so one could imagine what Ian was going through seeing that erotic dance.

She teased, taunted, seduced and did so many things that Ian thought he would literally die before she was done. She twirled along an invisible pole, her body fluid, her parts bared out to him, her weeping pussy teasing him whenever they came in sight, and her legs open.

Ian was tranced as well. No sound penetrated his consciousness, and Shelby was the only person he saw.

Ian had thought that he was ’used to’ Shelby’s beauty and everything that came with it, but that night taught him that he was at her mercy just like all the other men. The only difference was that he could have her, and they couldn’t.

Ian wished he could watch her dance to the end, but he couldn’t! At the same time, he did not want her to stop! He started rubbing his member while following her swift movements.

’need help with that?’

He had not seen her talk, but before Ian could respond, she zapped at him and impaled herself on him.

"Ahhhhhh!" He grunted out in pleasure.

He wasn’t even going to think of how she had done that. Ian shook off the jacket for her and then buried the teasing nipple in his mouth. He got up with her wrapped around him and then started pumping her on his rod like there was no tomorrow... he looked crazy and abandoned.

Ian reached out to a tree behind Shelby, holding onto it for more stability, but never stopped his waist movements.

"Nggggg!!!!!! Oh my!" Shelby screamed, matching his movements with some fluidity of her own!

’Where did this large tree come from?’ he subconsciously thought, but the juggling breast in his face soon consumed all of him, and the thought flew out of the window. Who cared about a tree when this deadly seductress was around?

As Ian could not see himself, he did not know that his irises were the same as Shelby’s!

"Hey, did you hear that?" A worker in the estate asked her friend.

"What?" The other asked, only to see that her friend had started in that direction.

"Hey! You can’t go there! It leads to Master Ian’s private back garden! Have you forgotten that no one is allowed there?"

"Whatever! Who is going to tell?"

"Come on! You can’t be doing this?"

The young woman of about twenty did not wait as her curiosity got the better of her.

"That definitely sounded like a couple doing that... you know!"

"So what! Let’s just leave!"

"Nope!" The young woman hurried along a path and then finally slowed down to a tip-toe at the last bend. She frowned as the sounds were no more.

"Did I mishear? " she asked herself, but she was a person who saw through anything and did not shy away from trouble. She peeped around the hedges and then sped up, after confirming that no one was there.

She walked up to the makeshift table and saw a discarded woman’s dress and a man’s jacket. However, the owners of these attires were nowhere in sight.

She blushed a deep shade of red, especially when she noticed the ripped panties on the floor. Her mind conjured a very graphical scene of what had happened there.

Her friend finally arrived, panting.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to get into trouble?"

"Look at that! Master Ian sure likes it rough! He-"

She suddenly stilled as a foreboding feeling fell on her. She turned to see Murray at one side, staring at them.

"When d-id he ge-t her-e... I-"

She stuttered as her friend pulled her.

"I’m sorry, sir! It will never happen again! I-" The two of them fled as if their lives hinged on escaping from that place.

Murray watched them leave and then did a quick sweep of the place. Satisfied that no one else was around, he turned to leave.

However, he paused and looked all around. Murray was puzzled. A thought occurred to him in a few short moments, and then he had a ’No way!’ expression. Whatever it was, it was enough for Murray to exit the scene hurriedly to look for his brother.

In an alternate place where the skies looked like its usual greyish and dim sight, tinged with red swirls, two men patrolled around the perimeter of a dense forest.

Suddenly, they stilled and shared a look. The two rushed to the source of what had caught their attention.

Just beyond their line of sight, two men appeared out of thin air, startling them.

"Did you two come here a few moments ago?" One of the guards asked, only to be met with an angry look.

Their mission had not gone well, and they were being questioned as soon as they returned?

One opened his mouth to rebuke them but froze.

"This scent? Who was just here?"

"That’s what I want to know!" The guard snapped.

There was a powerful smell of the person they were looking for in their own land and not in human land. Did that mean that Roman had returned to Faeland? The four went into action and swept the whole place, looking for clues.

However, they found nothing but the lingering scent under a huge tree! There was also a slight disturbance on the ground, as if someone had just left there, but no alarms had been triggered, and no one was found.

"Nggggg!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Both Ian and Shelby groaned loudly together and then released. They clutched to each other tightly as Ian thrust hard into Shelby’s warm coven. He opened his eyes, holding onto Shelby with both hands this time.

Ian frowned. They were still in their back garden, with their clothes on the ground, but there was definitely no tree. So, where had he anchored his hand?

’Let’s think of that later.’ He thought and wrapped Shelby in his arms. He looked around one last time and then entered their room through the backdoor.

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