261 Harlow

The sex was more amazing than what they usually felt during their regular sweet lovemaking.

Maybe the stress that they experienced this week made their brains crave happiness more than usual. Each thrust brought them so much pleasure coupled with relaxation into their bodies and souls.

"I love you too..." Emmelyn muttered her response with her eyes closed. She bit her lip and focused her attention on their physical union. 

In the beginning, she actually felt a bit guilty for having sex while her brother was lying lifeless not far from their castle. 

However, soon her mind was all over the place and she couldn't even think about Killian, or their baby, or the witch, or whatever things in this world that were not her husband and the love that he was pouring into her.