234 Every Drop Counts**

Hearing his words, Arya's face brightened and she stood up and undressed herself in one swift motion as she watched Ryu took time in unbuckling his belt.

She could see the irritation on his face when his zipper seemed to be stuck and it made Arya laughed.

Then she held his hand to stop him.

"Let me do it love," she said mischievously as she kneeled in front of him and helped him with taking off his pants.

She will serve her husband well before he leaves ro at least easing her distress away.

"Love what are you doing?" Ryu whispered when he felt Arya's hand on him.

"Shhh… Just let me do this…" Arya whispered. She was amazed on how already hard her husband that time that even grew larger as her hand held it.

She was caressing him between his thighs and it gave him shivers of pleasure all over his body especially when her warm breath gently touched its tip.

He unconsciously grabbed Arya's hair as he moaned. He bit his lip and gasped as he felt Arya's tongue on it while she playfully made her movements, gently teasing his nerves.

"Oh love…" he moaned in pleasure with eyes closed.

When Arya covered his whole length with her warmth, Ryu gasped as he felt the weakening of his feet.

Arya gently made her forward and backward movements, sending pleasure up his spine, making him moan in ecstasy.

Ryu let her continue for a while. When he felt he could no longer hold it in he suddenly stopped her.

He quickly put his hands on her shoulders, making her stood up as he lay her down on the bed and started kissing her aggressively.

He didn't leave her lips till they both were out of breath… and then he started kissing her jawline the neck, making her squirm in pleasure.

Soon he cupped her one breast with his hand while another one covered with his mouth, sucking and biting, squeezing and pressing her both breasts one by one…

Arya was already tearing up with too much pleasure Ryu was sending in her body…

And it did not end there as Ryu's hand slipped in between her thighs, touching and teasing her flower that was ready to accept him.

Arya spread her legs wide to welcome her husband. She looked at him with her misty eyes saying, "Take me now love…"

Ryu also was very hard now and wanted his release… he made his move on her and positioned himself and thrust himself inside her.

The more he heard Arya's humming, the more he moved deeper, claiming her wholly.

Arya was calling his name continuously as her sweet moaned filled Ryu's ear with contentment.

He waited for his wife to reach her peak first and with few hard and fast thrusts he climaxed next, spreading all his seeds inside her.

He did not immediately pull out and waited for a while, panting and looking deep in her eyes.

Then Ryu kissed her and said, "Sorry love for interrupting your actions, but every drop counts… for my baby to be made…"

Arya blushed and smiled on Ryu's words while her husband continued caressing her body and placing gentle, loving and teasing kisses on her body.

"Let's have a baby soon Arya. Can you give me beautiful daughter like you whom I can love and spoil to no end, even a son will be fine… or may be both!" Ryu asked full of anticipation.

Arya couldn't help but laugh on his demands. She said, "Alright husband, come back safe and sound and that will be our priority project that we will take action on during our stay on the island."

Ryu looked at his wrist watch and said, "There's still a lot of time to make baby Ryu and baby Arya… I shall not waste it..."

Arya chuckled at her husband's words. Before she could react and tease him Ryu kissed her, it was a kiss that full of love and hunger like there's no more tomorrow...

Because for Ryu, without seeing Arya for days to come was more torture to him than the hard life he is going to encounter coming up.

Tomorrow… He would be inside the world where his big brother grew up...

He would need to roam around in the underworld's darkest alleys for weeks to come and stay in their barracks as a new comer with a new group.

He would be the mob boss who will always wear a mask, an iron mask…

There is no other option than winning this battle…

Time is limited,

The plan is set,

The trap is being laid…

Now, the wait is on for the prey to fall in the trap…

Old Man Skull here comes your death that you wished for yourself...

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