The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

"So, you think that way about me?" he chuckled bitterly. "Not that it can be helped. But, my wife, no matter what you're thinking, I can't let you go."

I knew it. I should have known that when I entered this world and into his arms, there was no turning back. If only I knew the truth, I could have accepted whatever came in my way. But now that I was in the dark, it was hard to stay somewhere without knowing everything. The stress was too much.

"Haa, who would have thought that I would have to face this now," he grumbled. "Tsk, so annoying..."

"And now my own wife is not trusting me," he added.

Thinking rationally, there was no way I could trust him easily. No matter how I looked at it, the way he brought me here was forced. And he kept telling me not to leave him. I discovered a lot of new things about him here. And now, this... How could I even trust him?

"Yes, I brought you here forcefully. But did I ever mistreat you?"

How could I know that he was not mistreating me so I did not want to run away and he could have me by his side? If my power was awakened, having me by his side would benefit him greatly.

"I hate this now! If I could make you read my mind somehow, I would. I have no idea how to make you trust me now!"

I did not know what to do. The desperation in his voice was telling me that he was not lying. But my rationality was not letting me trust him.

But either way, I knew one thing. No matter what the truth was, I had to be with him. He had already wrapped the threads of my life around his fingers. There was no way to escape.

Nevertheless, I wanted to know the truth. If I found out he truly was not lying, I could try to be happy with him. And I wanted dearly that he was not lying.

"I don't care if you don't trust me now, but be like before. Be with me as you used to be," he said.

He brought his face close to me and rubbed his nose against mine. The masculine scent again filled my nostrils.

His lips brushed against mine slightly before he took me in for a deep kiss. It did not taste like heaven and ecstasy as before; rather I could feel sadness and desperation.

It had been more than two weeks since we last kissed. Perhaps that was the reason, I craved it more. I did not know how much I missed it until I got the taste of his lips again.

As his lips left mine, his hand touched the back of my neck and ran his fingers there. The sudden cold touch was making me shiver. His eyes did not leave mine as he kept giving me light touches.

"You just have to listen to me. At least, for now, just abide by what I say," he said. "I will try to find everything out. Till then, stay with me and don't try to run away."

Both he and I knew that I did not have a choice. And even if I tried to run away, where would I go? He would find me eventually, even if he had to search the whole world.

"Y-Yes...," I mumbled.

He hugged me suddenly. My hands were tied up, so I could not move them. Even if there were lies around me, perhaps I would have wrapped my arms around him as well. For some reason, I could not just ignore his gestures of love. Maybe it was because of how much I loved him.

"I want to make love to you," he whispered in my ear.

"We c-can't..."

"It has been very long."

"The doctor said n-not to..."

He tightened his arms around me. He pulled back after a while and gave me a peck on my lips.

"Sleep now," he said as he untied my hands.

"W-Where are you..."

"I have some work to do," he replied coldly. "Just sleep and try not to stress yourself by trying to do unnecessary things."

'He obviously means that there is no point in trying to escape since he will catch me no matter what.'

"A-Alright..."

My hands were aching a bit since they were tied a while ago. I lay on my side, with my back facing him. But I could feel his gaze on me.

"Nah, I shouldn't let you go just like this," he muttered and all of a sudden, turned me back so I was on my back.

"What..."

"I am just going to tire you down a bit," he said. "So, you can't even think about running away because you're too weak."

"What do... you mean?" I asked.

"I mean this...," he said as he put his hand inside the towel that was wrapped around me.

"Dem... We're not... supposed t-to..."

"I am not going to make love to you," he said. "I'm just going to play a little bit, just enough to make you tired."

"Huh? Ah... Wait..."

"Wait? Don't you know that your husband is not a patient man?" he muttered.

His finger trailed on the skin of my inner thigh. I knew what he was planning, yet I could not do anything.

"You seem to be tight... Is it because we haven't done it in a while?" he said as he shoved a finger inside.

"Huh..."

He leaned over me and captured my lips with his while he added one more finger. I felt more sensitive than before. It was as if I could not breathe as he kept kissing me while his fingers were driving me out of my mind.

"Ah... Haa...," I panted as he released my lips after the long kiss.

"You're moving your hips a lot," he said. "Is it that stimulating?"

"It's... too..."

"Too much?" he chuckled. "But you haven't come once yet."

'Isn't that because you keep stopping the moment I am about to come?'

"Is that right? Am I stopping the moment you're about to come?"

"You... ah... know t-that..."

"That's pretty mean of me," he muttered. "Then, should I make you come for real this time?"

He took it too long. Though he said he would not stop, he still did. And I could not even say anything as I was drowned so much in pleasure.

His seductive black eyes drew me in and I felt myself falling deeper into them as a wave of intense pleasure ran through me. My legs were shaking fiercely, yet he did not stop. When I tried to stop his hands, he held both of my hands with his free left hand while the other one kept teasing me.

"Your face is so red, my wife. It makes me want to push you more to your limits," he smirked.

"You're... t-teasing me..."

"Am I? I wonder..."

It did not seem like we fought a while ago. I felt connected to him just as all the time. I wished it was all a lie, and when I would wake up, all my confusion would go away.

"A-Again?"

I had already reached my climax, yet he did not stop. My toes were curled up tightly and I felt my toenails digging inside my flesh. My hips were thrusting against his fingers on their own. I did not want to, yet I could not stop it.

He seemed pretty turned on as well. I could feel his labored breathing as he hid his face on the side of my neck.

"Yes, I am turned on, my wife. Isn't it because of you?"

"Dem, ah..."

"I like it when you call my name and moan," he groaned. "This voice... it's beautiful..."

"Nngh, ahh..."

"You're beautiful, really beautiful," he muttered as he kissed me again. My moan was swallowed by him as I reached another intense climax.

"Hah, it's too... much," I panted. He bit on my lower lip and trailed his lips down to my throat. He filled the place with little kisses.

As he pulled back, I glanced at him, too tired to move my muscles. He winked at me and licked his fingers that were pleasuring me a while ago. No matter how many times he did it, I could never get used to this sight. It should be forbidden for him to be this handsome while doing something so lewd...

My eyes felt heavy. I could not close them; neither could I keep them open. He closed my eyelids with his hand and kissed me on the forehead.

"Sleep, darling," he said. "Don't worry. I will make sure that you know the truth."