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Part XIV
He kissed her.
His entire body came alive. He was aware of each curve of hers that meld into his body, Soo's mouth welcoming his own.
"You had guts, Bu-in." Yo purred against her lips, licking its shape, "for leaving me just after we consummated our marriage."
Instead of answering, his second wife moaned when their tongue met midway, she twined her arms around his neck and pulled him down to the mattress, atop of her naked, delectable body.
The weigh of her husband on her and his hardness made Hae Soo realize that she was home, at last. His familiar, reassuring scent enveloped all her senses, his mouth teasing her, arousing her until she knew she was as eager as Yo in losing themselves in each other's embrace.
He pulled back, his eyes dark, "You're forcing me to keep you trapped in a gilded cage."
She knew she has to make amends for leaving him so suddenly back then. Though it wasn't entirely her fault as she was supposed to return home within a month time, it took her overall nine months to safely come back beside her husband.
"Do what you deem necessary." Soo whispered.
Yo's eyes darkened, black spreading through brown, "Good." He didn't know if could bear to be apart from her ever again so he has to make his point clear.
His ravenous mouth traveled to her left breast while his nimble fingers fondled the opposite nipple.
Soo widened her eyes as a warm wave washed over her body, her hands moving on their own volition in order to rake her fingers through his long, unruly hair.
Ever so slowly, his hand left her breast and went down between her legs, he smirked when his fingers sank into her wetness.
She was ready.
With great care, he slid his thumb deeper, earning a moan from Soo. Yo's mouth went up and brushed warm kisses to her throat while his fingers did wonder down there, teasing her clit, thrusting into her core. She was about to climax.
The way her body tensed up made Yo stop his ministrations. "Your Highne-" Soo growled in frustration but he cut off her protestation by cupping the nape of her neck and taking her mouth in a hard kiss. No doubt, her man could kiss.
"Please..." Hae Soo begged weakly, just end my misery.
Wang Yo stared down at his wife and smiled. It was a feral grin, the grin of a predator who had just caught his prey. Her heart leapt a beat while the heat between her legs flared dangerously.
Her husband eased himself on one elbow, pulling one of her leg across his shoulder, Yo pushed into his wife in one sudden thrust. His hot mouth covered her moan of pleasure when he started pumping into Soo at regular pace. She felt good, clenching her inner walls and involuntarily sending Yo into a frenzy of thrusts.
When he released her mouth to nuzzle the crook of her neck, Soo urged, "Ah... Your Highness... Ah, please!"
The Prince started shuddering and a thin sweat filmed his skin, "Not yet, Bu-in." He pulled himself out and his wife almost cried at the sudden emptiness. She looked at him with such desperation in her doe-like eyes that he decided to stop teasing her. Yo flipped Soo flat on her stomach, he loomed behind her, trailing wet kisses along her spine, biting sensually the nape of her neck. His hard body slammed against her back as his hands busied themselves about her breast and clit, stirring the fire that hadn't gone down since he parted with her.
Wang Yo helped himself at her wet entrance, she felt complete when he sank into her, filling her entirely. His skilled hands resumed their work about her nipple and clit while the thrusts started. Hae Soo felt like dying from pleasure, the way his warm body crushed hers, his hot breath fanning across her ear. Her orgasm built up once again and this time she would do everything to be well pleasured. She wriggled her butt, meeting his strokes when she heard a groan from her husband. "Soo-ah! Don't-" he warned but she continued, having one goal in mind.
He tightened his embrace and quickened the pace, thrusting deeper, harder into the now swollen flesh of his wife.
"Ah... yes!" Soo cried, "faster please!"
Yo buried himself to the tilt, sensing her inner walls clench he gripped her slender waist, pushed into her several more times before he and his wife climaxed together, loudly. The bliss they felt at that moment made them forget the past year. They were still joined when Yo spoke, "You belong here, with me." He then possessively wrapped his arm around her petite body after draping them with a duvet.
"I'm really sorry." Soo smiled, whirling in his arms to face her husband. "I'm home now." She wounded her arms about his waist and buried her face into his chest. They stayed tangled in each other's embrace quietly. After a long moment, Yo spoke again, "Do not think you're forgiven, Soo-ah. I've come to hate that recklessness of yours."
Soo hid her smile in his torso, "Your ruthlessness is on par, your Highness... Your silent treatment is worse than any torture."
-One month ago-
"I'm sorry that it took me so long to come back to you."
Wang Yo stood still, relieved inwardly that his silly woman was safe and sound. Her tight embrace almost dissolved all his fury, his vision which was blurred with red for several months now, seemed to clear out under her touch. With great reluctance, he pushed her by the shoulders putting a distance between them. "Let us go." he declared coldly before turning around and strode toward his horse.
Hae Soo stayed paralyzed, taken aback by her husband's cold attitude. Of course, she had predicted some reproaches but to have him turned his back on her in such way, was definitely not something Soo had expected. It hurt.
After an awkward silence, Jung came to her and made her hop on his back, he then proceeded to follow his older brother's footsteps. Soo rested her cheek against her brother-in-law's shoulder, a lone tear rolling down, "I'm back, Jung-nim."
"Please don't do anything reckless from today onward." Jung whispered, "My heart almost stopped when I heard of your supposed death. Even if Hyung-nim doesn't show it, this past year has been tough on him..."
"I'm sorry." she breathed out.
The trip back home went smooth, Wang Jung rejoined his troops while Yo returned to Seokyeong. Hae Soo and Soo Yeon rode in carriage, led by Hwan. The 3rd Prince traveled on horseback, sticking close to the carriage but not once talking to his second wife. The latter stole a glance at him from time to time and still, he refused to make eye-contact.
Sighing, she settled comfortably on her seat, "He's mad at me..."
"Can you blame him?" Oh Sanggung countered and she smiled when her foster daughter shook her head, "Just give him time, Soo-ah, he will forgive you."
The younger woman smiled without warmth, "It's just that his eyes were so cold. It feels like we are strangers... maybe he doesn't want me anymore."
Soo Yeon patted her daughter's head with affection, "He would've not fetched you personally if you meant nothing to him."
The following days, Soo took her mark in her quarters, making acquaintance with her new surroundings within the mansion as she was forbidden to step outside. Oh Soo Yeon was set up in the quieter quarters of the mansion, her decent, new abode was situated far from the main building but she liked it that way. The former royal court lady was no fool, the 3rd Prince had offered her shelter because he wanted Hae Soo to feel reassured about her foster mother's situation. Keeping Soo Yeon safe, would grandly tame Soo's recklessness... even so the older woman felt grateful toward Yo anyway.
Soo was allowed to visit her foster mother whenever she wanted, at least whenever she finished with her duties. Indeed, due to Munseong's childbirth, all duties related to the first wife fell on Soo's shoulders. She had directed the whole household, sent orders, received official visits in place of Munseong, with superb aplomb at that.
The only problem was Wang Yo, although he sought her company, the coldness in his eyes didn't melt away. He would come in her bed-chamber, first hour in a morning, expected her to tend to his hair which she did, like she used to before her disappearance. He would summon her to his quarters, as often as his schedule permitted it, just to have dinner with him. And whenever they crossed path along the corridors, his dark gaze made her want to bury herself in a deep hole. He was giving her the silent treatment and his black cold indifference wounded her.
Hae Soo didn't know where she stood with her husband and the thought scared her more than anything. As days passed by, she grew insecure and even wondered if Yo still cared for her.
Meanwhile, it took all the 3rd Prince's self-control not to run to his second wife and kiss her senselessly. He was mad at her. Yes. The fact that she was back, safe and sound, didn't completely erase the uneasy pang in his chest. He was relieved. Double yes. Forgiveness wasn't part of his breeding but he was learning... for her.
Since Soo's return, he refused to share her bed, not because he didn't want to but mostly because he would keep his wife busy in bed for days. He had missed her body, having her once was definitely not enough.
He wanted to bask in her company even though he kept quiet whenever she was in his presence. Unbeknownst to her, he sneaked into her bed-chamber every night in order to make sure she was indeed back home.
As days passed by, Yo noticed his wife's sad countenance, the physician he sent her each morning had however assured him that Soo was healthy. After visiting Munseong and his newborn child, he would go and have an explanation with his second wife.
"Your Highness?!" Munseong repeated, trying to get his attention. Yo was standing over the baby's crib while his first wife sat on her bed.
"Hm, you were saying?" Wang Yo focused on the situation at hand.
Munseong smiled briefly, "I was asking, if you wanted to name our daughter..."
The baby was one month old, it was high time she got registered in the family book.
"I will trust you on that, Munseong." replied her husband devoid of emotion and still staring at his daughter.
Munseong's face plummeted and although she was disappointed she kept her voice even, "Let's name her Mungong. Park Mungong."
"Alright." Yo decreed, then to the sleeping baby, "Grow up well, princess."
As often, Wang Yo summoned his second wife to his quarters, he was already seated at the dinner table when she made her entrance, her vibrant fuchsia hanbok contrasted with her porcelain-like skin. To his surprise, she stayed root in the center of the bed-chamber, when his gaze flickered to her face, he noticed a familiar fire in Soo's eyes. All the servants silently retreated from the room, even Jo Sanggung whose expression was full of worry.
"I cannot do this any longer..." Hae Soo declared.
Wang Yo's brows knitted together, "What exactly are you talking about?"
"I cannot expect to be away for almost a year then come back and find myself in the same situation, as if nothing happened, " she said, "but if this is the life I am offered now... I cannot do it!
He rose from his seat, his anger threatening to take the best of him, "Why? Because that man you saved has better things to offer? Would you rather stay with him in Khitan?!"
The unfair accusation made her eyes grow wide, "He has nothing to do with our situation!"
"Hasn't he?" retorted Yo, spiteful, "Then what? Do you suddenly have a change of heart?"
"That's unfair, your Highness..." her voice raised to a higher pitch, "We're living like strangers! You royals, may be able to live like that but I'm not!" then in whisper, "please grant me divorce..."
Yo swept the entire dinner table making everything fly across the room. Still, Soo refused to show fear and stubbornly stayed motionless while her husband stalked toward her. "Think again!" he growled dangerously, his vision filming red with fury.
"You are the one who have a change of heart... not me! If you don't care about me anymore, just let me go." tears threatened to spill as she turned her heels and tried to flee from the room.
It was without counting on Yo's swift reaction, who grabbed one of her wrist and deftly made her spin. Her body slammed against his, when she opened her eyes, his hard gaze bore into hers.
"How dare you say that I don't care about you?" he snarled, "You don't have the slightest idea about how I lived for the past year? Do not assume!"
"I know I was wrong and I am repentant right now but did you have to treat me so coldly?"
Yo sighed, "It was your punishment, you silly woman! There was no way I would've let you off this time around."
Soo burst into tears, hitting his chest with her tiny fist, "You're so mean, you bad man!"
"I'm not a forgiving man, Soo-ah, you know that... but never doubt about how I feel about you. Ever." and she shook her head in understanding.
"You're the one I chose to stride in life with and you're the one who will lay beside me in my grave." Yo confessed, his eyes losing all coldness from the previous moment.
Hae Soo heaved a sigh, "I love you." And that was all it took for Hell to break loose.
Hae Soo awoke laboriously, for a split second, she worried about the unusual settings she was staring at. Then she chanced a glance beside her and sighed in relief: she was in her husband's bed-chamber and not in some secluded residence in Khitan.
Remembering last night's event, Soo blushed an interesting shade of red. Next to her, Yo shifted position, embarrassed by her naked body she slowly drift away from him. She almost reached the edge of the bed when an arm snaked about her waist and slammed her back against a hard body. Her breathing stopped.
"Where do you think you're going?" Yo growled in her neck before biting the lobe of her ear. "Are you planning to disappear again?"
Heart thumping in her chest, Soo breathed in, "I... Of course not. I thought that it would be more comfortable for you if-"
He cut her off, pressing his erection against her bottom, "What could be more comfortable than this, Bu-in?" The hand that was around her waist a moment ago, traveled up to her right breast, fondling it, teasing its hard nipple. All the while, Yo brushed wet kisses to her neck, then down to the soft flesh of her shoulder.
Hae Soo felt her embarrassment melt away, instead the excitation tingled all over her body as the familiar heat in her belly flared. She half-licked half-bit her lips in expectation, squirming under his touch.
As if reading her thoughts, Yo's hand descended, grazing her slim stomach, he pressed two fingers against her clit. "Ah, your Highness!" she moaned wantonly.
"What is it?" He purred, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"No."
His smirk grew wide as his fingers slid into her core, already wet, ready for his engorged sex. His skilled fingers thrust in and out, to build an orgasm which was soon approaching. When his excitation hit its peak, Yo pulled out his hand and placed the tip of his dick to her womanhood. He thrust hard from behind, stretching her inner walls while a "Yes, please!" escaped from Soo's lips.
The first thrusts were slow, torturous but Soo's soft noises and cries made him wild, so Yo sank into his wife deeper, giving her what she wanted... fulfillment, completion. She cried out of ecstasy, seconds later, her body trembling. He pumped several more time, his hand gripping one of her breast when bliss hit him. Yo groaned before biting the crook of his wife's neck and releasing his seed inside her.
In the aftermath of their lovemaking, when the heat subsided, Wang Yo shifted Hae Soo's body within his arms, bringing her closer to him he then descended his mouth on hers, stroking her tongue with his, leaving her breathless when he pulled back. "I will always want you in my bed, utterly spent, either by night or in morning... so don't ever think of leaving the bed first."
Soo blushed while biting her lips, "Yes, your Highness."
Their fight was over but unbeknownst to Soo, Yo's plan was already set in motion.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Yo asked his second wife, her reflection through the mirror seemed troubled. Morning attendance was almost finished.
She combed his hair with skill, tied it into a bun before adorning it with a golden headpiece, "You let your mustache and beard grow... You look different... more ruthless."
The 3rd Prince chuckled, "I matured... but looking more ruthless isn't such a bad thing."
Jo Sanggung stepped inside the room, holding a tray, on top an envelope with the royal seal on it. Yo unfolded the letter, read it in silence. He rose from his seat and positioned himself in front of Soo. "The King has heard news about you. He's summoning you to Songak, Bu-in."
*hiding her shameful face* I can't believe I'm still blushing while writing YoSoo smut.
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