The Werewolf King's Bride

"If you don\'t do as I say, I won\'t give what you want," he said and rubbed my hip with his hand. Even from over the fabric, his touch felt too sensitive.

"I..."

"Don\'t you want me to touch you? Don\'t you want me to make you feel better? Your body is getting hot, isn\'t it?" he said. "I will make you feel better, but you have to do as I say. Won\'t you do as I say? Won\'t you listen to me?"

I nodded slightly. I wanted to feel better. The hotness inside me was too much to bear. I wanted it to calm down.

"Then spread your legs for me," he said.

It was humiliating. But for some strange reasons, I found myself slowly parting my legs, allowing him to see what was there.

"There, good girl."

He was staring so intently that I felt my face burning up with shame. I wanted him to stop staring and do something about the weird feeling inside me.

"Wow, did you notice?"

"W-What?" I asked.

"That this place is completely exposed," he said as he touched my inner thigh slightly. I flinched quickly. It was like a rush of electricity ran through my veins from his finger.

"Is... is it?" I mumbled. I truly had no idea. When Ruby brought it to me, we were in the diner. Then when I came back, I was too drunk to think straight. Perhaps that was why I did not notice it.

Even now, I was not in my right mind.

"Yes, it looks beautiful," he muttered.

"Don\'t... don\'t stare too much..."

"Why not?"

"It\'s... it\'s embarrassing," I mumbled.

"But I\'m your husband," he said. "I don\'t care if anything is embarrassing. You can always show every side of you to me, and me only."

I gulped as his tone changed. My mind was hazy. But even through my slightly blurry vision, I saw him staring up and down at me dangerously.

He bent down on the floor and rested his hands on the knees of my parted legs. Once again, his touch felt too cold for my skin.

"Do you want me to make you feel good?"

"Hmm..."

"Alright, I will make you feel good. I will drive you out of your mind today, my love," he said.

\'Love... He called me \'love\'...!\'

My body seemed to tingle at his words as if they were fingers running over my skin, making me shudder.

"Keep your eyes over me and see what I do to you," he said huskily. "See the way I worship your body. And your heart, your everything. Keep your eyes on me, my goddess, and let me take care of you."

He brought his face down and hid between my legs. The moment his lips touched the sensitive place down there, my body subconsciously tried to get away. But before I could do so, he grabbed me by the hips with his strong hands and kept me in place.

"Ah..."

As he sucked on the place, it did not feel like he was doing only that. It was as if he was pulling my soul towards him, everything of me. I could not stop him. For some reason, it did not feel wrong. Perhaps because I had already known that my soul belonged to him.

"Dem... Uh, it feels weird..."

"You mean good?"

"Mm..."

With each swirl of his tongue, I could only burn more and more in pleasure and drown in the marks of his love. Not just my body, his marks penetrated my soul as well.

It felt too right to be true. I should have recognized him the moment we met. Perhaps my soul had already recognized his dark soul and made love to his soul and waited for my eyes to see it too.

"That place..."

"It\'s sweet," he said, "and beautiful."

"Dem, my... my body is... on fire... Nngh... Ah!"

"Then let me extinguish it," he muttered. "Let me make you feel better, my love."

The way he was making me feel was deeper than anything else and tonight, it seemed he was desperate to make marks deep within my soul, my mind, and my body. Each of his moves was more passionate and full of unspoken words. I could only think how deeper in the pit of his love I was falling.

In the secret place, he kissed me passionately. It was the type of kiss that was dangerous, hot, and a secret. My back arched and my head flew back as a long moan escaped my mouth.

"... Sto... Something... I\'m gonna..."

"You can come," he said but did not stop.

"Ahhhh... Mm, uhh!... I... ahh..."

He pulled his head back and looked down at me while licking his lips. "It\'s tasty," he smirked.

"Huh...," a sound escaped my mouth as I was gasping for air while looking at him shamelessly exploring me.

"Did it feel good? Is your body happy?"

"Yes...," I grinned shamelessly. "I\'m happy..."

"But are you satisfied?"

"No," I replied. "No, I\'m not satisfied. Please... please give me more, Dem..."

"That\'s my girl," he chuckled.

He was staring at me raptly as slowly touched my inner thigh which was still sensitive intently from the climax. And before I could understand, he shoved two of his fingers inside me.

"Ack! Uh... What..."

"Didn\'t I tell you that I will drive you insane tonight?" he smirked. "My darling wife, I meant it when I said it. And I will do so. Did you want it that bad that you are this surprised?"

He moved his fingers rapidly while I gasped for air. I arched my back, but he grabbed my breast with his other hand and put my body down.

"You seem to like it," he grinned.

"Ah! Huh... Nngh... please... It\'s... too much..."

"We\'ve just started, darling. We can\'t end it just yet, can we? Especially when you\'re enjoying it this much? Aww, are you crying? Is it because of the pleasure?"

I could not say anything. My throat felt sore from the moaning, yet I could not stop. If he would not have told me, perhaps I would have not even noticed that I was crying. Yes, the pleasure was too much to bear, but it was exactly what my body needed. I wondered if it was because of the aphrodisiac.

While his fingers drove me out of my mind, his free hand wandered over my skin, writing the stories of our love. And I craved more of his touch, only to get crazier.

"I want to..."

"Okay, I will kiss you," he said before I could finish and bent over my body to kiss me, but even then his fingers did not stop.

"Mmm... hmm," I moaned in the kiss as my body felt like it was exploding and the only thing I could hold onto was his lips.

"Ah, you came already," he said and licked his fingers which were making me crazy just a moment ago.

"Please... I don\'t want to wait... Please, give it to me," I begged as tears fell from my eyes. "Please..."

He smirked and kissed me passionately. The sound of our wet kiss and my labored breath through the kiss was urging me. For what? I did not know what to do if he did not want to do it with me yet. What if he wanted to tease me more? But I did not want that.

My body did not want that. I was growing impatient more and more with each passing second.

"Should I make you come a few more times?" he asked the moment our lips separated, looking deep into my eyes.

"No... Please, no... I want you..."

"Then promise me you will never think of any other man other than me."

"I never... I only think of you..."

"Why? Tell me why, my wife," he said. "Tell me!"

"Because you\'re my husband... and I... I love you!" I sobbed. "I love you. I wanted to tell you this before, but I couldn\'t. I\'m sorry...

I\'m sorry for taking so long..."

Even the scary dream could not stop me from loving him and wanting him. Even if it was a black mage who wanted to separate us would never succeed. Because he had already made a special place in my heart that could never be taken away.

"And you love me too," I said.

"Yes," he smiled. "Yes, I love you."