A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Erik took Astrid back to the palace, before entering his dimension together. Once there, he guided her to the same door that once hid Emily's surprise.

Naturally, Astrid looked at him sceptically. "You're not actually going to try that BDSM club thing on me, are you? I did say once I'd be open to being tied up some time, but—"

Erik chuckled at her look and shook his head. "Don't worry, that's not what I'm doing. Our location simply uses the same sigils."

While Astrid relaxed, Erik suddenly started looking a little guilty. "I… actually feel like I should have taken you here when we were still in Norway, but…" he sighed and shrugged helplessly. "There was so much to do, and so little time. Plus, it wasn't in the best state at the time."

Astrid chuckled at his rare, somewhat flustered expression and shook her head. "Don't worry about it, Erik. You spend that time saving my mother instead, how could I be angry?" Her blood red lips curled into a smirk, "That said, you've made me curious now."

Erik's expression cleared up. Grinning, he opened the door, "Well then, after you."

Astrid's eyes widened when she realised what was on the other side. A small, embarrassed blush appeared on her cheeks. "You— You knew?" she muttered surprisingly bashfully, her eyes turned the other way, her fingers fidgeting.

Erik smiled at her reaction. "Only subconsciously," he explained while practically pushing her through. "I must have noticed on some level at the time, but I was too engrossed in Edda. It was Elora who realized, when she was looking through my memories."

After stepping through the doorway, they were instantly buffeted by powerful, icy winds, carrying the salty air of the sea. They found themselves at the end of a long pier attached to the Kirkenes docks. Its pristine state suggests a pre-awakening time. The sky was dark, as it so often was in these lands, and heavy winds blew across the water.

Astrid sighed, and looked at their surroundings with melancholy. "I can't even count the number of times I watched you two on this pier, wishing I was in her place, or had the courage to join you… I've always regretted that."

Erik chuckled and shook his head. "We all have our shortcomings, Astrid. You were never good at the emotional stuff, and I was a dense idiot." He took her hand, and turned towards the sea. "Let's just be glad at how things turned out. Happily married, and here together."

"Fine…" Astrid smirked, turning with him as their hair was waving in the wind. "You sappy idiot."

Erik smiled, but didn't respond. Instead, he stepped behind her, and wrapped his arms around her stomach. With a content sigh, Astrid leaned into him, and silence fell. For half an hour they stood there, simply enjoying each other's presence as they looked ahead at the beautiful Northern lights, playing on the night's canvas in the distance.

Finally, Erik broke the silence with a smirk. "Now who's the sappy idiot?"

Astrid snorted and sniffed slightly, quickly wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks. "S— Shut up! Asshole…" she said without any real bite behind her words. "I just… I just never thought this day would come. Not before you returned after I thought you dead."

Erik nodded fondly, understanding her feelings. "And? Is it everything you thought it would be?"

"Almost," she smirked mischievously. "I can forgive the fact I have to share you, but I'd always imagined I had literally swapped places with Edda."

Erik chuckled mysteriously. "Hehe, I thought you might." Before Astrid could ask what he meant, he used his grip on her, and turned them around. Instantly, it became clear what he meant, In the distance, a young Edda was hiding behind some boxes, looking at them wistfully.

"Ha… Hahaha!" Astrid began to laugh loudly, her body shuddering. "Oh, that's perfect!"

But rather than focus on that image, Astrid turned around in Erik's arms, and crossed her fingers behind his neck. Her eyes were twinkling with delight. "Thank you for that," she said playfully, her lips curled into a smirk.

But then she sighed, and turned her eyes up at the sky. "I can't even remember the number of times you and Edda came up here to watch the lights together, while I followed you, wanting to be in Edda's place…"

"Sixty-nine times, according to Elora's count," Erik laughed unhelpfully.

Astrid pursed her lips, her cheeks gaining a shade of red. "Great, that makes me feel so much better…"

Erik grinned at her embarrassment. "If it makes you feel any better, I love young Astrid's dedication."

Astrid scoffed and narrowed her eyes. "I guess I'll take it."

Suddenly, her expression turned to something entirely different: one of lust.

Taking Erik by surprised, she pushed him to the ground and mounted his hips. "You know, sometimes, my fantasies of taking Edda's place went a little further…"

"Oh?" Erik grinned from underneath her, his hands immediately snaking over to her thighs. "Exactly how far did they go?"

Astrid snapped her fingers, making her clothes disappear, and putting her lithe body on display. Then, she leaned down, put her hands on Erik's chest and looked him in the eye mischievously. "For starters… we were both naked."

Erik appeared interested. He, too, snapped his fingers and caused his clothes to disappear. "For starters, huh? I wonder how the rest went." Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

Despite the biting wind and sub-zero temperatures, they were perfectly fine without their clothes. After all, they were not the regular mortals from the past anymore. Besides, the cold was illusory anyway.

Astrid rolled her eyes and slightly lifted her body, before pressing her folds against his cock. "I think you know perfectly well how the rest went!" she exclaimed as she began to rub her quickly moistening cunt against her husband's meaty pole.

Erik's large hands grasped her thighs tighter, and starting helping her to rock back and forth. "Oh my," he smirked with mock scandal. "Little Astrid was a pervert! So, you're not just a voyeur, but also an exhibitionist? My, my, Astrid, you need to be punished!"

He reached behind her, and smacked her pert ass, causing the vampire to moan a little, before looking down at him with narrowed eyes. "I'm pretty sure neither of us would want perverseness to be a punishable offense!"

Erik chuckled, looking up at her mischievously. "Are you suggesting I only said that so I could spank your magnificent ass?!"

"Ha!" Astrid grinned, speeding up her grinding, spreading pleasure through both their bodies. "Compliments will get you anywhere!"

Finally, she looked up at the illusory, hiding Edda, and her grin widened. The fake Edda even made shocked facial expressions, which just made this better for Astrid.

She lifted her hips. It was time to give her old rival a show… even if she was fake.