The Camellia Tattoo - Chapter 172
While it might be unknown for Camelot, Igmeyer and Jason still possessed their special powers.
Jason’s power was well-known as foresight, but he could also separate his spirit from his body and move it to wherever he desired.
That was what Amber had witnessed.
At that time, Jason had overexerted himself and had fallen seriously ill. However, now he could separate his spirit from his body without any issues.
Utilizing that ability, Jason served as an excellent scout within the Frost Giant Knights.
“Oh, there is a peculiar situation. The goblin horde in the Bless Mountains has grown excessively large, so we’ll need to deal with that. The ice trolls aren’t a problem, but it’d be wise to eliminate at least a couple of them. I heard Old Man Ulmsburg grumbling about the lack of troll slime recently.”
Ice trolls were hideously large monsters with enormous stature. Their entire bodies were made of ice, making them easy to defeat with fire-based attacks.
The slime from such creatures was an excellent refining agent for tanning monster hides.
“Good judgment.”
“Right? I can finally make sound decisions.”
“Humility, however, remains as elusive as ever.”
Igmeyer and Jason exchanged playful banter.
Camelot perked up his ears to listen to their conversation, while Amber softly smiled and poured fresh tea for Jason.
It was indeed a warm spring day.
Given how short this season was in the North, they should savor it fully.
Soon enough, Jason and Camelot began playing a game of tag, laughing together, and Igmeyer and Amber watched the scene with delight.
“When a child is born, laughter blooms in a once-quiet home; it’s truly so.”
Amber murmured, and Igmeyer silently agreed, gently stroking the back of her hand.
After years of marriage, such physical contact no longer held any se-ual implications.
Yet, it was undeniable that there was a deeper excitement and love between them.
Well, sometimes, as they gazed at each other, their eyes would meet.
“With Jason around, Camelot won’t be looking for us for a good few hours.”
Amber’s cheeks flushed at Igmeyer’s casual remark.
It wasn’t an age to feel shy, and considering she had lived two lives, it was puzzling why she still felt this way.
It was simply because it was Igmeyer. He was undoubtedly the reason.
“You’re still beautiful. So beautiful that I can hardly think straight.”
Jason cleverly took Camelot away, disappearing into the far garden.
Seizing that opportunity, Igmeyer poured out sweet words filled with genuine affection for Amber.
In response, Amber would feel embarrassed, but she never denied it.
Amber was well aware that her beauty still radiated.
“Should we sneak out?”
At Igmeyer’s suggestion, Amber nodded slightly.
As they tiptoed out, the two of them giggled.
Thinking back, since Camelot was born, they had hardly spent any time alone together, as all their attention had been focused on the child.
Both of them were feeling restless, so it was only natural to seek out a secluded spot.
Igmeyer especially felt a strong desire to love his wife fully.
“Ah…!”
In a shadowy bedroom kept secret from Camelot, the space felt slightly dim even during the day—this was their private hideout.
As Igmeyer’s large hand pressed down on her chest, Amber let out a soft sigh. The anticipation of the pleasure to come made her thighs tremble slightly.
Noticing this, Igmeyer didn’t hesitate to lift her skirt and slide his fingers into her underwear.
“Mm…!”
Her body was already ready.
As he pushed his thick finger deeply inside her, Amber arched her back, seemingly wanting more.
“Darling, come on… huh?”
At her sweet pleas, Igmeyer’s member stiffened painfully in response.
However, wanting to see her beg even more, Igmeyer smirked mischievously and lowered his head.
Amber loved the sensation of having her plump br-asts teased while being sucked.
Twisting one n–ple with his left hand while licking and sucking the other, he intensified his finger inside her.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to hold back. Time was limited, as Camelot would come looking for his mother at any moment.
As he quickly lowered his pants, Igmeyer’s impressive size sprang forth. Amber gasped and looked up at him with watery eyes.
It was a gaze that could drive a man wild.
Pressing against the inside of her thighs made them part instinctively. While he admired the sight of her opening, beautifully poised to accept him, he rubbed his tip against her entrance before thrusting deep all the way to her womb.
“Ahh…!”
He usually took it slow, but today he wanted it to be different. Amber surprisingly enjoyed a rougher touch, so there were no issues there.
“Suck my fingers.”
With one arm propped up, Igmeyer thrust his fingers into Amber’s small, delicate lips.
Her soft tongue brushed against his fingers.
Even though it must have been hard for her to manage, the sight of her eagerly sucking on his fingers was undeniably lewd.
She was a sensual goddess, solely for him.
Such secret moments were for him alone to cherish and enjoy.
The realization spun in Igmeyer’s head.
Creak—creak!
The joints of the bed protested loudly, making it impossible to ignore what was happening between them. Amber instinctively tried to cover her ears.
“You can’t do that. You need to hear everything, darling.”
As he pulled his fingers away from her lips, he softly whispered and then moved those fingers downward to tease her cl–oris.
“Ahh! Oh…!”
He gently brushed the sensitive spot, causing Amber’s body to tremble as her juices leaked out.
She didn’t know the exact term for it, but the rush of warmth from within felt like love to him.
“The bed is going to creak again.”
“We agreed not to talk about that… ahh!”
“Your reactions are too cute.”
As she shot him a sulky glare, he playfully kissed her cheek and then trailed his lips down to her ear. Amber shivered again, like a little bird.
Her insides, now slick, tightened around him. After she released her excitement, her body felt even softer and warmer.
From this point on, it became hard for Igmeyer to keep his composure.
