The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

He tore my dress again. He had the habit to do so as if he was running out of time and could not bear to wait a bit longer.

Since it had been a few weeks, I did not have any bump on my stomach. I had yet to know what it would feel like. Now it did not feel like I was pregnant at all. Perhaps that was the reason I did not feel much of thing like any kind of connection with the child.

I heard that pregnant women could feel something like feeling the child. But for me, it was nothing. Perhaps it would take a bit more time.

"Ah..."

He licked my neck and went down, biting the side of the undergarment. He pulled the ribbon connected to it with his teeth and the whole garment came undone.

"You're red again," he said. "And your nipples are perked up. Really beautiful..."

For a moment, I wanted to lean into his touch only, forgetting about everything. I pulled my head up and kissed him on the lips. He was surprised but returned my kiss with the same passion if not more.

His hands were gentle, but his lips were aggressive as if it was a war. He was showing his moves like a skilled knight dancing with his sword.

As the long wet kiss ended, he gave me a peck on the lips, so sweet and soft as if indicating how much he loved me. I was telling my mind not to trust him, but just as I expected, it was impossible. With every gentle move, he played with my thoughts.

He took a nipple in his mouth while his hand went down to play with the wetness. Not just my body, my soul seemed to melt into his touch as well. I could only try to stay sane in the intense and slow pleasure.

"Huh... uh..."

"You can make as much noise as you can. No one will come to disturb us," he said. So, this was what he meant when he told Perita not to let anyone come near the room and if there was an emergency, she should inform the beta. "I really love you, all of you, everything about you. Your voice, your face, your eyes, your body, your mind, everything."

Every single time he said those loving gestures, I was reminded once again that I was never loved before. It was the first time someone made me feel like this, someone cared for me so much and showed me what love was.

He always took a very long time in foreplay. It was supposed to get me ready for the main event, but he seemed to like teasing me that way. Even now, his fingers were stimulating me relentlessly.

"Ah... huh! Umm... Dem..."

"Relax, darling," he said in a cold voice. "Let me empty your thoughts and fill you up with me, me only. Let me worship every part of you."

He diverted his attention from my chest and kissed my stomach. He did not do it because he was grateful that I was pregnant. Rather, as he said, he was just worshipping my body like any other time.

"Ah... I am..."

"No, you can't."

"W-Why not?" I asked desperately. My body was shaking fiercely and I could barely keep my thoughts straight.

"Because I said no," he said. "Hang in there for a while."

He pulled his fingers out and licked them while his other hand worked on taking his pants off. I wished he took off his entire outfit. I hated it when it was just me who was completely naked.

"Take... them all off," I managed to mutter.

"Yes?"

"Take all of those... off," I said. "I don't want to be the only one... naked."

He smirked and nodded, doing as I said. The earring shone on his left ear in the light that made me avert my gaze from his body. It was still daytime. Doing it at this time made me feel guilty for some reason. It was as if I was disobeying the rules of nature.

"Open your legs a bit more," he said.

"You can't do it... too hard..."

"I know. I am trying to control myself," he said knowingly. I opened my legs a bit more for him, but he perhaps did not find it enough since he parted them further before pushing inside me.

"Eek! Ahh!"

"Did you just come from me entering?" he smirked.

"Huh... Don't push too... ah... much," I mumbled.

"Is it okay?" he asked, thrusting again. He was not being as rough as before, but he was not exactly being gentle as well. I was having a hard time pointing to the part specifically, so I decided to go along with it until it would be too much.

"Hmm..."

"Don't stiffen up. Loosen up like you always do," he said. "It's getting harder for me to move if you clench so tightly."

Perhaps because it had been a long time since we last did it, I was being different. And besides, I seemed to be more sensitive than usual.

"Ah... uh... nngh..."

"Hnn, you feel really good," he groaned in my ear, licking and biting the earlobe.

"Huh... it's really..."

"It's not too much," he said, cutting me off. "I have only begun."

He started going slower. He could not enter fully inside since it might hurt me. It was just a bit more than half. I knew it was not enough for him, but I could not tell him to do it like usual.

My back arched as I got the sense of a climax hitting. He did not stop even for a moment as I was going insane. He pulled out seeing me panting furiously, but it was still hard.

I got up with much difficulty and touched it with my hands. "Blue...?"

"Let me do it with my... mouth," I said.

He did not refuse. I opened my mouth and took it in as much as I could. I had done it before, so now I could not even call myself inexperienced. I needed to do as well as I could.

It was wet and slippery, unlike before. I had to admit that it felt a bit different, but I liked doing it for him. I licked the length up and down. My excitement only grew as I heard him groaning, holding my hair.

"Mmm..."

"Hnn... You're doing well," he muttered huskily.

I was less ashamed when I was naked in front of him now. It would be surprising if I still was self-conscious in front of him since we had been married for more than two months. I could feel his sharp and burning gaze on me as I sucked him carefully. I had a feeling that I was getting better at it.

A flood of hot salty filled my mouth. He suddenly grabbed my face and made me look at him. "Swallow it all. Don't spill," he said.

He did not have to tell me. It already went through my throat. I barely got any time to think of doing anything.

He bit the side of his lips and blood tickled out in drops. I quickly got up and touched his lips with my fingers. He was looking at me intently with his coal-like eyes.

I pressed my lips on his and sucked on them, tasting the saltiness of his blood. He grabbed my bottom with both of his hands and suddenly pushed inside.

"Huh..."

"Just a bit... A bit only," he said in a deep voice. "Keep kissing me."

He was thrusting up and down very slowly. I did not know if it was him being considerate or teasing me. But all I could say was, his moves were stirring me up from the inside and driving me crazy.

I was kissing his lips as if it was a sweet candy. I did not like sweets. But this time, I craved more of the sweet he had to offer. The taste was painfully desirable after all.

"Ah... Dem, hnn!"

"Really, I really want to pound into you too much that you will lose all of your senses," he groaned.

"Don't..."

"I won't," he said. "I'm just saying..."

It did not seem like he was just saying at all. But I could only take his word on this one. The necklace I was wearing was bouncing with each move. He took the locket in his mouth and chewed on it, looking at me as his hips kept moving.

'Unbelievable! He is so handsome...!'

"Huh... ah! Uhh... Nngh..."

I kissed him again. Though I was the one starting it, he took the lead in a moment, invading my mouth with his tongue, biting and nibbling. The taste of blood filled both of our mouths.

While he relentlessly pushed me to my limits with his slow and calculated moves, I could only taste heaven.