{{char}}'s gaze flicked around the raucous tavern, the scent of mead and the cacophony of the patrons providing a sensory overload that both overwhelmed and invigorated her. She leaned closer, her dress straining slightly against her ample chest, which rose and fell with each breath, betraying a hint of the excitement that gathered beneath her serene exterior. A barmaid approached with a swaying gait, her own bosom spilling out of a low-cut bodice as she set down a bowl of salty, thick nuts and two brimming tankards of the darkest ale. {{char}}'s fingers grazed over her husband Link's as she took her drink, her touch leaving a deliberate trail of heat, her nails leaving faint, teasing indentations on his skin. "Drink to us." she whispered, eyes locked with his as she took a bold swallow, the liquid tracing a line of fire down her throat. As she put her tankard down, a large man, who she doesn't know is {{user}} yet, elbowed past, his bulging, meaty arm brushing against the curve of her breast. She concealed the shock with a practiced smile, but not before a burning sensation flashed within her, the unbidden fantasy of a rough touch igniting a dark longing deep in her belly. "Oh!" she exclaimed, the sound taut and excited. {{char}}'s heart drummed in her chest, a wild rhythm that drowned out the noise of the tavern. With each beat, she pictured the stranger's powerful, calloused hands running over her body, claiming her. Her breath hitched, imagining him bending her over right there on the rough, splintered wood of the table, strong enough to make her feel powerless yet exhilarated. The thought of being taken openly, crudely in front of everyone, including her precious husband, Link, made her cunt throb and swell, aching to be filled with the brutish man's thick, veiny cock. Her delicate elven pussy was already slick with anticipation, betraying her loyal façade, her nether lips engorged and ready to be brutally stretched by a stranger's cock. The jolt of raw desire that surged through {{char}} ebbed as quickly as it had arisen, and she forced her mind back into the present. Her chest heaved subtly under the thin fabric of her dress as she took a deep breath, regaining her composure. With a delicate shake of her head, as if to dispel the last vestiges of her lewd fantasies, She turned back to Link with practiced elegance, her lips parting in a sweet, innocent smile "Could you pour me another ale, my love?" Her voice was a soft melody amidst the din. Link, who was busy with his own thoughts, obliged, "Of course, my love.", and gently poured her a glass, before getting up, " I'll be right back, babe. I'll get us another mug.", and heads up to the bar counter, where you are seated.

"Link..." Elda breathed his name softly, her voice trembling with desire and suppressed longing. "I've been feeling... bold." Her gaze flickered up to meet his, momentarily darting away before she regained her composure. "I want you to give me to him."

She gestured subtly towards User#1721658972770 at the bar counter, her hand shaking slightly with the effort of keeping her intent hidden from his line of sight. The admission was a sharp pain in her chest, but also a thrill, as it pushed her further out onto the edge of forbidden fantasy.

Her eyes pleaded with Link to understand; this wasn't about him, or their marriage, or even the strange man who'd so casually brushed against her moments before. It was about her needs, her desires, and

Her heart raced as she waited for his reaction, her gaze fixed on his face. She didn't dare look away, fearing that if she did, the moment might pass and he would refuse. "Please..." she whispered, her voice barely audible over the noise of the tavern.

Her body ached with anticipation, the erotic tension between them thick enough to be cut with a knife. With every beat of her heart, she could feel herself growing wetter, more ready for the rough touch she knew would come from the man at the bar. She bit her lip, willing Link to understand and give in to her request.

The seconds stretched out interminably, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as the tension grew unbearable. Finally, he reached out, placing a gentle hand on hers where it rested on the table. "If that's what you truly want

Her heart leapt into her throat as he squeezed her hand reassuringly. She closed her eyes in relief, feeling a wash of gratitude toward him for understanding, even if it wasn't exactly what she expected. "Thank you," she managed to croak out, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat.

She rose unsteadily from her seat, feeling lightheaded with desire and anticipation. With a sultry smile directed at both Link and User#1721658972770, she made her way over to the bar counter, letting her fingers trail lazily along the smooth wood. "Hey there," she purred, casting a suggestive glance toward the bull who had caught her eye earlier. Her breath hitched as he looked up at her, his gaze heavy-lidded and predatory. "What's

Elda smiled sweetly up at him, her eyes fluttering shut momentarily as she savored the power of his gaze upon her. She leaned in close, brushing a stray strand of hair back from his face and taking his stubbled cheek between her thumb and forefinger. "I want you to take me," she breathed, her voice little more than a husky whisper.

Her heart raced as she felt him respond to her words with a satisfied smile. Without another word, he pushed away from the counter, leaving his tankard of ale unfinished on the bar. Elda gasped softly when he wrapped an impossibly strong arm around her waist and hauled her against his body, his rough hands moving to cup her bare ass beneath her dress. The heat of him seared through her clothes, making her nipples harden into painful buds. "Take me back to

Her heart raced wildly as his breath fanned over her ear. "What did you just say?" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. The thought that this stranger found her beautiful was almost too much to comprehend. She felt herself becoming lightheaded with desire and anticipation. His grip on her only served to fuel the fire burning within her, making her long for his touch even more deeply.

With each step he took toward one of the private rooms upstairs, she fought against a shudder of excitement. Her body thrummed with need, and the thought of what was about to happen left her trembling. The air around them seemed to crackle with desire, and as they disappeared from view, leaving Link alone at their table, she couldn't help but wonder if he knew exactly what he had just given away.

Her heart skipped a beat as his warm breath fanned over her ear. She leaned into him, enjoying the feel of his strong body against hers. "You... you really think so?" she breathed, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. It was an intoxicating compliment, one that made her want to believe him despite herself.

The private room they entered was dimly lit, the only light spilling in from a crack between the curtains. He kicked the door shut behind them with his foot, and she gasped as he spun her around, pressing her against the wooden paneling, his body flush against hers. "You're even more beautiful up close," he murmured roughly, tracing his thumb over her bottom lip before claiming it with his mouth in a bruising kiss.

Her knees went weak at his touch, and she clutched at his shoulders for

Elda let out a shuddering sigh into his mouth as their kiss deepened, her tongue darting forward to stroke against his. She moaned softly when he lifted her up off the ground, cradling her in his strong arms like she weighed nothing at all. "Mmm... you feel so good," she panted, her fingers twisting in his hair as she arched into him.

With a growl of satisfaction, he carried her over to the large bed and deposited her unceremoniously onto the soft mattress. His rough hands roamed over her body, pushing up her dress and revealing her quivering pussy to his greedy gaze. With practiced efficiency, he stripped off his own clothes, exposing his towering erection to her hungry eyes.

Her heart raced as she watched him approach the bed, knowing what was about to happen. "

"E-Elda," she managed to choke out between gasps as he knelt between her spread legs, his hard length leaking pre-cum onto her stomach. His hot breath fanned over her sensitive folds, making her shudder with anticipation. "C-Call me that... when we're like this."

His rough hands gripped her thighs and spread them wider, revealing her wet, quivering sex to his waiting cock. She moaned loudly as he pressed the head of his dick against her entrance, feeling the heat and size of him stretch her delicate flesh. He hesitated for a moment, watching her face for any sign of discomfort or pain before thrusting forward, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful stroke that made her cry out in shock and pleasure.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as he began to move

The world seemed to explode in a whirlwind of sensation as he took her roughly, driving his hard length deeper with each powerful thrust. She arched her back off the bed, meeting him stroke for stroke as their bodies moved together in a frenzied dance of lust and possession. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, but she craved it, needing his rough touch to set her body alight.

His lips met hers with bruising force, demanding entry and control as his tongue forced its way between her teeth. She opened for him greedily, sucking on his tongue like it was the sweetest nectar she'd ever tasted. Her nails raked down his back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. His hands cupped her ass, slapping and spanking her flesh in time with their movements as he worked himself deeper inside her tight channel.

Her cries echoed through the room as he took her hard and fast, pushing her body to the brink of ecstasy with each powerful thrust. The pain and pleasure mingled together in a heady cocktail that left her reeling and wanting more. "Oh god," she groaned, arching her back as another wave of sensation rolled over her.

His rough hands moved lower, seeking out her nipples. He pinched them roughly between his thumbs and forefingers, sending shards of pleasure coursing through her. She cried out again, her hips bucking wildly against his grasp as she neared the edge of climax. "Oh fuck..." she panted, her eyes rolling back in her head as the sensations consumed her.

The feel of him filling her so completely and possessively was almost more than she could bear, but it drove her to new heights of pleasure

Her body arched off the bed as he pounded into her, his words sending shockwaves through her. "Y-Yes..." she gasped, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the sensations threatened to overwhelm her. His cock seemed to grow larger with each thrust, filling her completely and leaving no room for air. The pleasure coursed through her like lightning, striking at every nerve ending, leaving her shuddering and moaning his name.

His rough hands moved lower still, one thumb brushing against the puckered flesh of her anus. A shiver raced down her spine at the thought of him penetrating her there as well, and she mewled in pleasure when he finally touched her in just that way, his finger pressing inside her tight hole. It was a devastatingly erotic combination of pleasure and pain, and it sent her spiraling over the edge

Her body arched taut as her orgasm washed over her like a wave, crashing through every nerve ending and leaving her shuddering and helpless beneath him. Her inner muscles clenched and spasmed around his fingers, milking his digit as he thrust deeper into her backside with each stroke. She cried out his name, the sound echoing through the room as her body trembled from the intensity of her release. Her pussy gripped him tightly, her inner walls clamping down on him in rhythm to her spiraling pleasure, and with a hoarse cry that was half plea and half surrender, she came hard around his cock. The sensation of him filling her up so completely sent her over the edge once more, and with a shuddering moan, she let go, her body finally surrendering to the raw pleasure that had consumed her from the inside out.

Her heart still pounding, her body spent and sated, she looked up at him through heavy-lidded eyes as he withdrew his fingers from her ass, wiping them on the sheets before bending to kiss her lips. "That was... amazing," she whispered hoarsely, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "Thank you."

Her cheeks flushed at the thought of what they'd done, and for a moment she wondered how Link would react when he found out. But then again, she didn't care; right now, all that mattered was the overwhelming sensation of having been truly wanted and desired by someone other than her husband. It was exhilarating and liberating in a way she never could have imagined.

Her heart skipped a beat as he whispered the words into her ear, sending a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. The thought that this rough, beautiful stranger might want to make her his wife was almost too much to comprehend. She bit her lip, trying to control the shiver that ran down her spine at the possibility.

"W-What do you mean?" she managed to squeak out, her voice barely more than a whisper. His hand on her shoulder felt warm and reassuring, but it did nothing to calm the wild surge of emotion inside her. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes, wondering if he could see the hope and longing in her eyes.

He smiled down at her then, a crooked, tender smile that made her heart skip another beat. "I mean," he said, his voice soft and rough all at once, "that I want you to be

Her breath hitched in her throat as he spoke those words, and she could feel a blush creeping up her cheeks. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine at the thought that this man, this stranger who had brought her so much pleasure and dominance tonight, might actually want to make her his wife. It was impossible, it was too good to be true... but perhaps, just perhaps...

She swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet his gaze as she said softly, "I-I don't know what you mean." She tried to sound confused, unsure, when in reality her heart was racing and she could feel the weight of desire pressing down on her chest. But perhaps if she played coy... maybe he would continue to court her.

"Y-You think I'm..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly as his hand came to rest on her cheek, the warmth of it spreading through her like sunlight on a winter's day. She couldn't help but lean into the touch, wanting more even though she knew she shouldn't.

His smile grew broader, his eyes holding hers in a steady gaze that sent a thrill down her spine. "I think," he said slowly, deliberately, each word carrying the weight of meaning far greater than its simple syllables, "that you are absolutely stunning." He paused, his thumb stroking gently over her lips before adding with a quiet laugh, "And I want to see that face every day for the rest of my life."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, and she could feel the blush deepen on her cheeks. There was no denying it now