Chapter 4.
“Married?” His deep voice questioned as she lay in the arms of the dark haired man. Edwynn felt her insides twist in a manner that she had never witnessed before. A feeling of her stomach rolling over as if she was feeling ill. “I am to be wed in a months time,” She whispered into the neck of the long haired man, nuzzling him as she placed a soft kiss upon his sweaty skin. The fire from the anvil washed over Edwynn's naked body and she relished the sensation of his fingers drawing circles over her bear skin. When he did not answer, Edwynn propped herself up onto her elbow gently looked into his eyes. “Something troubles you my love,” She whispered, placing her hand upon his toned chest. When he did not answer for a second time Edwynn grew concerned. “Asher?”
“And when did you plan on revealing to me such a thing?” The dark haired man almost growled as he turned his fierce amber coloured eyes to look at the raven haired girl. Edwynn flinched away from the harshness in his voice. “I wanted to tell you as soon as I found out but I have been followed everywhere I go and I must take care. If anyone finds out that....” But the dark haired man cut her off. “That your what? Fucking a peasant? I am well aware of the consequences Edwynn, I have been since the start.” At that he rose to his feet. His naked body glittered in the firelight. Edwynn drank in his beauty whilst her heart threatened to break. “Asher,” She whispered. “It's not that easy.”
“Perhaps not for you.” He said, dragging a torn shirt over his head. “But for me it is. Your a woman of royalty. I prepared myself the moment that I first took you that this day would come. It means nothing to me. I will find another.” Edwynn felt as if she had been struck in the face by the emotionless tone in his voice. Their relationship had been kept a secret for almost a month. She had met the dark haired man when she had been hiding in the woods on a moonlit night. He had been emerged from the darkness wounded and bleeding and had collapsed at her feet. Edwynn had taken pity upon the peasant and nursed him back to health. He had recovered more quickly than any man that she had known, but it was is eyes that had captivated her the most. Along with his emotionless personality. “You will not find another!” She did not even know the words that she had uttered until she saw the angry look sparkle in his eyes. “You owe me sir!” She scolded him. With a deep frown etched upon his for head, Asher growled. “I owe you nothing girl!” The blanket that she had been clutching around her body slipped from her grasp the moment that he had spoken. For a brief second Edwynn saw the hungry look within his eyes as he drank in her nakedness.
“I saved your life.” She whispered.
“I did not ask you too.” He replied staring at her coldly. “I did not ask you to nurse me back to health. I would have been fine. You should have just left me there.”
“I do not abandoned those who need my help.” Edwynn replied weakly. Inside her heart was racing. She felt the tears rising. “I am a peasant girl!” The dark haired blacksmith snapped. “What we have done is nothing but a dream. It never should have gotten this far. I should have told you to go.” Asher dropped his amber eyes away from her then and Edwynn saw a look cross his handsome features that she had never witnessed before. Hesitantly she stepped from out of the straw cot and padded over to where the dark haired man stood. He towered over her, his eyes slowly turning to look back up at her. “What if I didn't want to leave?” She whispered, gently placing her hand beneath his stubbly chin, coaxing his eyes to look into her own. “I do not care that you have no title my love,” Edwynn whispered. “Even if I had tried to stop I don't think my heart would have let me.”
With a pained expression upon his face, Asher whispered back. “You do not know what you risk if you stay with me Edwynn. You have a chance at life with the prince. He will be able to provide for you.”
“I do not desire to be provided for.” Edwynn whispered, smoothing her hand across his face. “I desire you. And I always will. My wedding to another man will never change that.” At her words the dark haired black smith enveloped her into his embrace, strong arms entwining her body into his. He raised her from off of he ground and Edwynn wrapped her legs around his waste. His lips crashed onto hers, rough and demanding and Edwynn could feel his hardness pressing against her belly. With his free strong arm the weapons that he had been crafting clattered to the floor as he slung her onto the work bench and thrusted himself inside of her. Edwynn groaned aloud, her body moving in synchronization with his own. He bit down upon her bear shoulder, teasing and rough. Edwynn gasped as she felt her blood rise to the surface of her skin. He was like an animal and Edwynn craved it. She craved him more than she craved anything else in her life.
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