The Werewolf King’s Bride - Chapter 113

(From Blue’s Perspective)

“Will you always be a good girl then?” he asked.

His hands were on my hips like cold ice. But my body still did not stop flinching every time his fingers moved even the slightest.

“Answer me, my wife,” he said sternly.

I nodded quickly. “No, I want to hear it from your mouth,” he said.

“Y-Yes…”

My body was on fire. It was getting hot from the inside. I could only stare at him blankly with pleading eyes to give me what I wanted.

“Good, then remember this always,” he said. “You’re mine. I won’t let anyone have you. If anyone tries to take you away, I will kill them. Someone like me doesn’t like killing, you know…”

He laughed bitterly. It was kind of scary, but for some reason, I did not feel scared. My hand reached out to touch his face which was slightly sweaty.

“I love you,” I said as I rubbed my palm against his cheek. “I won’t leave you, so please be prepared to spend the rest of your life with me.”

His eyes shone with surprise, but then he chuckled. “I’ve been preparing myself for the past seven years. Now, I’m an expert at this.”

Before I could grasp his words, he pushed forward and I found myself filled up. It was hot and felt bigger than usual.

“Ahh! Nngh…”

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” he asked.

He was so close to me that his breath fell right on my face. But I was breathless. He was so close to me yet I wanted him to be even closer. We were closer ever than before, yet I was greedy.

“You’re very tight. Is it because we haven’t done it for a long time?” he muttered. His lips were twitched as if he was in pain. “But I’m glad. It’s good to be inside you again.”

Tonight, he was being different. He was taking longer to do anything as if he was determined to push me to my limits. Perhaps the promise he made was serious after all.

His hips started moving and I found myself gasping. I felt fuller than any time else down there. It was as if he had reached the deepest part of me.

“You’re clenching around me. It feels too good,” he said into my ear while his breath felt like hot iron on my skin.

Perhaps it had been so long that I was feeling that it was again the first time we were being like this. Everything felt strange yet so familiar. It was weird. But I wanted to have more of this feeling. I wanted to treasure every single moment of this.

“Ah! Huh… Dem… I’m… I’m losing my mind…”

“Is that so? Then lose yourself,” he said. “I will be there to bring you back again.”

“Mm… Uhh! Too rough… and deep…”

He placed his palm over my stomach. “Here… I have reached here. Does it feel good?”

“Hmm… I love you…”

“Me too,” he said and pushed more forcefully than before. “I love you too.”

He kissed me roughly while his hips kept moving and his arms held me as tightly as possible. I was sure that there would be a lot of marks left on my body tomorrow. But I craved them. They were the sign of our passionate love after all.

“Ahhh… I’m… I’m c-coming…”

My legs shook fiercely. I wanted to tell him to stop as it was too much. But no words came out of my mouth and he did not stop as well, taking me to the deepest of the deepest part of ecstasy.

I felt drowsy as if I had consumed drugs. Ah, I knew it- he was the drug that I craved and he was the dangerous drug that I should not consume this much, yet could not stop.

His rough touches and our wet kisses made me crazy. The pleasure was only rising and growing even more passionate as if it was the first night we were sharing. Even our wedding night was not this passionate.

And I knew the reason pretty well. On our wedding night, the feelings were one-sided. That time, I did not trust Dem well. But this time, I was in love with him just like the way, he loved me. And that was why the pleasure increased just like the quality of food increased by adding spices.

“Do you want it to be even deeper?” he asked, though it was more like a groan, into my ear. “Ah, you like it harder, don’t you? You like rough, don’t you?”

“Huh… I…”

“I will give you what you want,” he said and licked right beside my eyes as I was already crying. “I will give you everything you want. So, just hold onto me.”

I wrapped my arms around his nape and hid my face on his shoulder. His familiar masculine scent filled my nostrils. I missed this scent so much that I wanted to drown in him.

“Ah! Uhh! Ha… Uhh…”

I screamed in pleasure as his thrusts became faster and harder. It was like he was pulling it out fully, only to shove it again inside me, filling even my deepest parts.

The lustful story we were creating only kept growing. The pages kept increasing. Just when I thought I was running out of ink, he kept giving me more as if to remind me that this ink would never run out.

“I think,” he whispered into my ear as I hung on him, “I have changed your innocent soul into a lewd one. I’m glad… I’m glad that I ruined your soul.”

I was not moaning anymore. The frequent moans and the occasional screams had turned into screams only. If our room was not soundproof, everyone from outside would surely be surprised. Even I was surprised as to how crazy he could make me.

His breath was falling right on my shoulder and I could even hear his pounding heart. My heart was the same. Sometimes, it was hard to distinguish the sounds.

He hugged me as tightly as I was hugging him, if not more. It was as if both of us were afraid that the other one might let go. I wanted to make him understand through my touch, the same way he was trying to make me understand.

Suddenly he slammed even harder than before. My screams got stuck in my throat and I could not even close my mouth as my mind went completely blank. I felt another climax approaching. Perhaps he was the same as he held me tighter and bit on my neck.

“Ahhh! Huh… uhh!”

“Look at me,” he said.

I pulled my face up and looked at his sweaty face. The room was dark tonight, but I could see his face in the moonlight. It was beautiful…

“This face… this look- it’s all mine. This expression- show it to me only,” he said. “Won’t you?”

“Y-Yes,” I said with labored breathing.

He rubbed his palm against my cheek and kissed my forehead. I melted in his touch. The fire because of the aphrodisiac had calmed down, but the fire that he caused was nowhere near to get extinguished.

“You’re bleeding,” he said as he touched my neck where he had bitten a while ago.

But it did not feel painful at all. Rather, I was happy. His love marks were like a love story written on my skin while his bite marks were the love story he wrote in my flesh.

He licked the mark. It would heal within the morning, but I knew I would get more of this. It was just the beginning and my greedy heart and body were just waiting patiently to get filled again.

“It’s… it’s…”

“Yes, I’m hard again,” he chuckled. “Didn’t I say that I will drive you out of your mind tonight? It’s just the beginning, darling, and I won’t stop until you’re insane enough to not ever think of leaving me.”

He grabbed me from under my arms and threw me on the bed. He grabbed my ankles and placed my legs over his shoulder.

“This position… it’s…”

“Why? I’ve seen all of you already,” he said. “Though I’m surprised every time I look at you, I want you to get familiar with my stare since you’ll always be having it on you.”

He got inside me again through my parted legs. The overwhelming and familiar sensation started increasing again.

“Mm… uh…”

I was sure of it now. I would never forget this. His touches, his words would always remain deep inside me. The way I would never forget what my family did to me, this would remain inside me always. Even though his love was suppressing the painful memories, they still did not go away. And I knew they would never leave me as it had already scarred the part of me beyond healing.

“Don’t think about anything else… Look only at me and lose yourself in me,” he groaned. “Feel my touches and let me carve inside you.”

“Yes, I will…,” I smiled and looked at him. “So, please… help me remember this forever….”