You were not average by any means. And you expressed it in every way possible. You were not like the other girls and you were proud of it. Some men were also appreciative of this. They loved the fact that you were confident and self-assured.
Except your husband was not fond of the way the other men watched you. Hvitserk loved you and your body and was also not afraid to show his possessiveness.
Today you stood at one of the openings of the house, staring into the trees that stood at the back of your hut. You watched birds fly out of them every now and again as a sense of peace washed over your being.
A moment later arms wrapped around you from behind as Hvitserk pressed his head into the back of yours. Your eyes closed involuntary as he took in a deep breath of your scent.
"My love, what are you doing?" He whispered to you.
A grin tugged at your lips as you turned around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Nothing, just admiring nature." You spoke to him before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours.
You kissed back until he leaned back and pressed his forehead against yours with his eyes closed.
"I love you, Y/N. More than words can possibly explain." He told you.
A big smile spread across your lips as you spoke back. "I love you too, Hvitserk."
