The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 122 Best Couple

When Shanum woke up a few hours later, he froze, shocked to feel an arm around his body. Then she turned her head, immediately turned around, and found her husband's face sleeping soundly. Shanum smiled, relieved, apparently he was not dreaming.

She floated her arms to her husband's cheeks, touching them with her fingertips. The entire surface of Shanum's skin became tingled, his blood rustling fiercely and heavily.

Impressions of the whole event before he fell into a deep and exhausting sleep reflected in his eyes. Shanum's face looked increasingly flushed and warmed. His pulse shook gently, and a shy smile was engraved on his full lips.

Khan repeatedly gave the highest pleasure as a husband to himself. It was as if the man was paying off the entire pent-up debt as long as Shanum was in the enemy's lair.

And after they grew tired, the man pulled Shanum to his side, hugged the woman possessively, and with one of his powerful legs circled Shanum.

Now, Khan lay with one hand on Shanum's body, the other arm lying free. Their cover blanket blurred and Shanum greedily stared at the sturdy body of her husband. Beloved husband, who finally returned to his side.

Shanum moved slightly and grimaced when he felt pain in his body. Although this was not the first time for him, Shanum still felt pain like the first time.

He carefully moved Khan's arm and lifted the blanket that covered his body. He quietly moved from his bed and wore Khan's top shirt. The shirt wrapped his body up to the thigh. Simply make his body closed for a while, until he can get other clothes that fit.

Shanum could not wear his own clothes, as they were torn to shreds, damaged by her extremely stiff and cold husband. His face flushed back in thought of that astonishing event.

Then he shook his head, trying to clear his head so as not to continue to remember about the event. He headed for the water-filled container in the corner of the tent, washed his face, and stared at his reflection in the mirror, barely recognizing himself. His eyes are big and sleepy. His hair was tangled and messy on his shoulders, his mouth swelled up due to Khan's kiss.

And his whole body felt different, buzzing with energy, but also very relaxed. Intending to clean himself up, Shanum grabbed a small towel, rubbing it all over the place in need.

He was determined to have Khan drive him to the nearby river from this place, in order to wash his hair as well. Thinking of the hassles of having to go to the river, Shanum becomes yearned for his cozy bathroom at home.

After finishing with his ritual clearing himself, Shanum approached Khan. He looked at the man, looking unbearable to wake the man up, because Khan's sleep seemed sound.

Finally Shanum chose to rub the man's shoulder, whispering in his ear gently. "Hey handsome prince, get up!"

Khan woke up in shock, and for a moment lost his orientation. Ever since he separated from Shanum, he had become sleepless. So, he was confused when he realized that he was asleep, and more soundly than the sleep he had been getting all this time.

Then he saw Shanum, his wife, his soul mate. Khan smiled and felt the balance of his world return as passion rippled with ease.

Khan reached out, inviting Shanum closer. Shanum. "We've been in this tent too long, Adri. Wouldn't those people be wondering?"

If he was in a normal condition maybe Khan would say no with certainty, but now he hoarsely said, "Unfortunately, of course. They'll definitely wonder if I'm still intact being here." Khan smiled seductively.

And get a blow reaction in the shoulder from Shanum. "It should be me speaking like that, judging from what I feel right now," Shanum said in an annoyed tone of voice.

Khan pulled his wife's hand. "Are you hurt, honey? I'm too rude, aren't I?"

Shanum shook his head with a blushing face. Then he snorted loudly when he saw Khan smiling amusedly. It was such a contradictory attitude that Khan was anxious. He kissed Shanum's lips quickly and heard a screech from Shanum's mouth. "That's enough, Adri. Now I'm going to the river. Please remove the spell, so I can find the door to get out."

Shanum glared towards Khan. "And you also have to take me," he added.

Khan's eyes were round. "You want to do it there? In the open?" ask her with a hoarse voice.

Shanum frowned. "of course. There is a bathroom here. If not in the river, where else would I take a bath?"

Hearing Shanum's plain remark, Khan felt a strange feeling of disappointment, but the man blocked that feeling. This time was not the right time, his woman would definitely slam him to the ground if asking for it. Then he chuckles.

Shanum scratched his forehead. "Why are you laughing?"

Khan shakes. "You'll definitely hit me again, knowing what I thought of hearing your request."

"What are you really thinking?" tanyanya.

Khan grinning. "You sure you want to know?"

Shanum looked doubtful, but then he nodded his head.

Attracting the woman to lie down beside him, Khan leaned to one side, and had to catch his breath seeing how beautiful his wife was, with her hair scattering around her head, she said, and Khan's body stiffened when it caught the tantalizing exotic scent.

"Why are you quiet, Adri?" Shanum catches a suspicious strange gagat from the man.

Khan cleared his throat. "Let's see through our bond."

Shanum immediately focused his mind. He opens himself up and reaches for their bond. Shanum gasped and then blushed. Suddenly his body melted, and he subconsciously pulled his shirt down to cover his body.

It was as if the man could see how deep the passion her husband had aroused, even today, after their romance that felt like hours.

And now, the man reawakens that desire by his image through their bonds, showing what he wants to do to her in the river.

Shanum. "It seems like going to the river is not a good idea, Adri..." The woman pushed Khan's body so that he could rise to a sitting position.

Khan held Shanum's hand in his hand. "Why? Don't you want to take a shower?" The man's expression was seductive.

Shanum pursed his lips. "I don't want to be pounced on by you there anymore."

"Why? Don't you like it?" goda Khan again.

Shanum forcibly pulled out his hand and muttered something about the perverted man not knowing a place, while rising to his feet. Khan watched his wife with the tip of his eyes while smiling happily.

"Now, can you please get me my clothes in Chinua's tent, Adri? My clothes are no longer worth using."

Khan raised his eyebrows. "You're prettier and sexier like that."

"Acci...." Shanum glared furiously while shaking his waist.

"Okay, okay, I'll get it," Khan replied with an amused laugh.

Suddenly a loud bang and friction sounded in their ears. The tent swayed, The sound of laughter stopped suddenly, Khan reflexively jumped up and grabbed Shanum in his arms. They close together while lying on the floor.

Then the sound and the shaking stopped. They're speechless. A hunting breath sounded from Shanum's pectoral lips. "What's really going on, Adri.

Khan pulled them into a sitting position on the floor while embracing. "Something seems to be trying to break my spell forcibly." Khan dyed Shanum's hair. "Relax, nothing happened. I'm here to take care of you" whispered Khan softly.

"Damn, Khan! How much longer do we have to wait for you guys to fuck in there? We are preparing for war, Woii..."

Chinua's thunderous voice rang out from outside the tent. The woman managed to make her voice sound up into the tent. It was clear who was responsible for breaking Khan's spell.

"That's... They're... Oh no, how shameful I am." Shanum went back into Khan's arms, hiding his head deep. It was as if he was already within the radius of those people's eyes.

I don't seem to dare show them my face right now, Adri. How about you open a portal, and we just go home now to your mansion?

Shanum spoke in their bonds while tightening his arms to make Khan's breath a little tight.

Khan rubbed Shanum's hair while chuckling amusedly. "Hey, there's nothing to be ashamed of, honey. We are not doing anything forbidden. Besides, when you wanted to run away like a coward."

Shanum pulled his face, looking up. "Well, you're right. We can't do that." Suddenly Shanum tried to retreat, his eyes emitting a newly emerged consciousness, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Great One. I'm sorry, it looks like you have to get out soon. The situation is starting to heat up outside." This time Dario's voice was heard calling out to Khan. It seemed like they could only break through Khan's spell to send out voice messages only. Can't get through anything else.

Khan was upset. "I think I should go out to meet them. You wait here, Shasha. Don't go anywhere. I'll bring all your clothes."

Shanum rolled his eyeballs.

Which is true how could I possibly get out of the tent with this kind of appearance.

Then Khan cast the cancellation spell. The door curtain of the tent was slowly visible, and the voices of debate outside the tent sounded loud. It seems Dario's remark about the hot situation outside is correct.

Khan let go of his embrace and gently patted his buttocks. "Now hide yourself behind a blanket. I don't want anyone to see you sexy like this."

Shanum stuck out his tongue. "That's what you think, not necessarily other people think I'm sexy," he continued as he sauntered toward the mattress.

Khan pretended to show a fierce face. "Remember! Don't move from inside the blanket before I get back" he said as he stepped towards the door curtain.

"Yes. Don't you take it long."

Khan did not answer, he was already outside the curtain. Shanum heard voices speaking his name. But because his eyes felt heavy just after his head touched the pillow, he did not pay much attention to the debate. The woman slowly closed her eyes and went back to sleep in her sleep.

A few hours later Shanum woke up as he felt a light rubbing on the surface of his facial skin. He reflexively raised his hand and wanted to brush off the swab, as it disturbed his sleep.

His hands stretched out to touch the field before him. And when he found Khan's warm chest there, he slowly woke up and leaned against it. Shanum listens to Khan's soothing heartbeat, he is happily able to wake up and find a warm hug from her husband.

Jemari Khan traced Shanum's hair, cupped his head before staring at Shanum's entire face. "You're so pretty." Khan shook his head in awe, and something within Shanum was moved. The man's hand slid onto Shanum's shoulder then descended into the indentation of his stomach and made Shanum hold his breath.

Khan stopped and said, "You should eat. I don't want you to be sick."

Shanum grimaced small. He was a little disappointed, thinking the touch would have settled down in a different place. "You drink first" Shanum said in a hoarse voice trying to divert his mind to wander everywhere.

Khan shifted and took out a glass filled with water. Shanum drank it down, then handed the glass back to the man. Khan accepted, then grabbed a plate of food that had been prepared.

"You are fed or fed yourself."

Shanum smiled spoiledly. "Boat."

Khan threw a faint smile. "OKAY. Now open his mouth." The man stuck out his hand, carrying a spoon filled with rice and a small side dish in front of his mouth.

Shanum opened his mouth and started chewing his food with a happy look towards Khan. The woman did not expect to be able to mingle with Khan at this time. Although the war was in sight, the man could still serve him full of tenderness and warmth.

"I'm sorry, it makes you tired" Khan said gently, according to the look in his eyes as well.

Shanum swallowed his food with great difficulty, his throat suddenly choked. "My body is tired, but it's okay..."

"Hmm. I can estimate. Looking at what we have done since noon. I hope you're not traumatized with me, honey."

"How long have I been asleep, Adri?" shanum asked trying to divert the conversation. She was still not used to talking about such things, even with her own husband.

"I don't pay attention to time. But when I brought your clothes, you were asleep, and I couldn't wake you up. So, I left you to rest and continue the meeting with the representatives of the Bataar Clan who will join the war with us."

"Klan Batawar? You mean Sofia came to help us?" shanum asked in shock.

"Yes. Sofia's coming with Zuunaa." Khan shoved the spoon back. Shanum shook his head, refusing to continue eating. "Zuunaa is your ex-fiance, isn't she?"

Khan put the spoon back into the plate while looking at Shanum with a calm expression. "Yes, he's my ex-fiancee."

Shanum averted his gaze, and tried to get up from his seat. The woman saw her clothes were already available on the table, complete with her underwear. Suddenly his face warmed up.

"Please, you're facing the other way, Adri. I want to change clothes."

Khan raised an eyebrow. "Just be ashamed of me. I've seen it all, honey."

"Just don't look. I'm still not used to it" insisted Shanum.

Khan sighed, but he followed Shanum's will. The man stared stiffly in the other direction.

"Don't peek." Shanum unbuttoned the shirt, grabbed the outfit and put it on quickly.

"He never meant anything to me, Shasha" Khan said.

"Well..." Shanum sounded confused. He did not respond properly, as he was still struggling with his clothes.

"Yes. I used to hate him, because of his mistake, my father was killed" Khan added.

"Oh, it's about Zuunaa." Shanum saw Khan had already turned his body, his gaze looking grim.

"Your reaction is strange. You were suddenly silent and upset when I mentioned Zuunaa's name. But now, why are you even acting so relaxed. I explained it, because I don't want any more misunderstandings between us, Shasha."

Tension surrounded Shanum, as the man reminded him back with an irritated reaction earlier. He walked over to Khan in slow steps while looking into the man's eyes. Khan was transfixed by the glittering black eyes that exuded a firm ownership over him.

"So, when I first heard you say his name, what appeared in me was the annoyance of jealousy. I seem to harbor a possessiveness towards my husband. I don't like to see him close to other women, especially with his ex" Shanum said honestly, wrapping his hand around Khan's neck.

Khan fell silent. Sweet honesty enveloped Khan like a mantra. Without the enchantment magic, his wife had already taken all common sense out of his mind. Transforming himself which is usually very logical, into acting out of reason.

Khan brought his face closer. Shanum is barely able to breathe now, hypnotized by the man's golden-brown eyes, hypnotized by the intoxicating atmosphere of their closeness, as well as an intense masculine scent.

Shanum could see the man tightening his jaws, as if trying to exert control. And within their bonds, with Shanum shaking feeling a spark, he thought the man should exert control because of him. Shanum felt like he was burning slowly. His gaze turned to Khan's mouth and wondered if the man would soon***** his lips.

Khan's breathing sounded heavy, before in a hoarse voice he said, "And it seems that the husband also has the same attitude. Maybe even more extreme. If allowed, he would rather keep his wife in their room forever."

Shanum blinked and welcomed the tantalizing speech, making him realize that the man was more possessive than he was.

"Gosh, Adri. You're crazy" he said in a shocked voice.

Khan's eyes glinted deep. "Yes, this man is crazy about his wife. To blur the line between madness and sanity in him."

Before Shanum could reply to Khan, the man suddenly swept his lips across Shanum's lips. The kiss began with a slow and gentle, sensual exploration that made Shanum's body tremble again.

Khan's hand moved towards Shanum's head, his fingers stroking his head. Shanum can feel his hair getting messy loose.

Khan opened Shanum's lips, exploring his open mouth intimately. Khan's passion was further blazed by the scrumptious moans that flowed from Shanum's mouth into Khan's mouth.

The man said to himself, he had never kissed any woman this deep. Shanum is the only one. It was only his soul mate that made him act unable to curb his desires. Every kiss, the pressure of their lips gulping at each other was like lighting a firework wick inside their souls. Make their souls melt, in the lunge of the storm of passion.

Then Khan took off his lips abruptly. His second breath roared, with Khan's trembling fingers rubbing Shanum's swollen lips.

"I'd better not go on. I don't want this to continue to the next stage and make you tired again" he said hoarsely. His voice sounded more like a passionate growl.

Shanum. His brain was still full of fog and his heart was beating so fast that it felt loose from its sockets. She was unable to digest, that her husband was very attentive and gently treated her. Shanum felt completely loved, and was happy to be on the man's side.

"Let's go to the river, so you can refresh yourself. After that there's something I'll talk to you about tomorrow's war."

"Tomorrow are we going to war?" shanum asked with a shocked expression. He did not expect that time would pass so quickly.

"Yes. The enemy has sent a signal that the war will begin in the air."

Khan let go of their arms half-heartedly, then took Shanum's hand to get out of the tent.

On the way to the river they met Sarni. The woman looked very clearly showing her dislike towards Shanum.

"Why are you still being friendly with that traitorous woman? You really let me down, Khan," said the woman cynically.

Shanum took a step forward, but his body was jerked closer to Khan's body, his hands gripped even tighter.

Shanum turned his head, and he heard the man's slow whisper to let him handle the woman.

Khan moved his arm, turning into a circle around Shanum's waist.

Khan's gaze panned sharply and coldly towards Sintai. "This woman is not a traitor. She's my wife. And I don't care what you think of me or him. If you can't respect her as my partner, you better leave this place."

Khan's speech jerks Sintai. The woman's face paled, and both her hands clenched at her sides. He did not reply to Khan's words. The woman simply nodded respectfully half-heartedly, then hurriedly turned around to leave them.

Shanum turned his head, he grabbed Khan's face and kissed his lips quickly. "I adore you so much, Adri. Thank you." Thank you."

Khan was fixated, then he growled loudly. "Don't lure me, Shasha. We may not go to the river, and I'll be tempted to take you back to the tent."

Shanum snorted loudly. "I'm not fishing for you. You weird guy! A period of light kissing and sweet words from his own wife is considered a lure. I'll just show you my happiness, because you defended me."

"Oh yeah, what if I wanted to return your kiss earlier."

"Not now, Adri. We'll stop going to the river." Shanum refused with a laugh, he put his palm on the man's lips, avoiding Khan's lips to get close to his.

Not getting his lips, Shanum's palms became his victims, Khan kissed his hands with a loud kiss, teasing the woman.

The two joked and teased each other like that for a few minutes. Unaware that someone was watching them with a face holding back the anger from behind the shadow of the dark night.

After returning from the river, Khan explained the entire war strategy he would launch tomorrow to Shanum. They spoke until just midnight, before Shanum was busy yawning, unable to resist sleepiness.

The woman pulled Khan to lay down on their bed, closed her eyes, and began to feel the snare of sleep entwined around her.