The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Hnn…," I moaned as he drove his fingers in and out of me.

I could feel it. His raw erection against my stomach. I resisted the urge to stroke it as my mind almost lost it at the intensity of the pleasure his fingers provided.

He brought his fingers out right before I reached a climax and without giving me a chance to breathe or complain, he pushed it inside me.

"Ohh!" I threw my head back against the wall.

He groaned against my neck and gave a gentle but sensual push. I could feel it all thoroughly. He pulled back gently, taking his time, then pushed back just as gently.

"Ah… Uhm…"

I moved my hips gently while he held onto me by my ass. I stared deep into his eye as the pleasure hit every part of me. I kissed over his eyepatch before claiming his lips.

This was not the way we usually did it. Usually, we did it like wild animals. But tonight, we did it like we were so deeply in love that we were afraid of hurting the other one if we moved even a little hard. We did it slow. We did it feeling every part of us. We did it knowing we could not be together for months.

Every single thrust, every single moan, every single pant were full of words we could not say. I loved this man. I loved him too much.

And he loved me.

How many women could say it so confidently? How many women were sure that their man loved them more than anything else and would always choose them over anything?

I could.

I smiled knowingly as he suddenly increased his pace. He started to hit just those spots. I moaned and tried to suppress the loud noises that tried to escape my lips.

"I want to ruin you," his husky voice rang in my ears.

"Do it then. Ruin me. Crash me. If you ask me, I will let you do it over again," I said, my lips brushing against his ear.

"You are playing with danger, my love," he laughed in his heavy voice. Ah, I loved this tone. It turned me on even more.

"I am danger, sweetheart," I whispered and bit onto his earlobe.

He suddenly pulled out and put me down on the ground. Grabbing me by the hair, he pushed it inside my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and brought it in and out of my mouth fiercely. His grip on my hair was strong. But I liked it that way.

I touched myself between my legs as I licked his shaft. He pushed my head against the wall and pushed all of it inside my mouth so that it reached my throat. I felt warm liquid fill my mouth.

"Don't swallow it," he commanded.

I did as he said and kept it in my mouth. He held my face and made me look at him.

"Now, swallow it," he said.

I swallowed it.

"More," I whispered.

He smirked and bent down to kiss me. He kissed my lips aggressively, his hands ripping apart my nightgown. I moaned as he placed his head between my legs.

His hot tongue was just all over my private parts. My back arched and I threw my head back as he licked me with his tongue. Instead of just licking, he pushed it in and out of me.

It was just too much. He grabbed my hips and kept me in place when my body wiggled to be free.

"Ahh… Ohh, Dem… Hnn…"

My legs started shaking as an intense orgasm hit me to the core. I grabbed his hair and pressed his face harder.

"Ahh! Gosh, shit…!"

I panted, trying to stop my body from shaking. He smirked at me as he licked his lips.

"You taste just as good as before, if not better," he said.

"You are too much…"

He was going to say something else, but a cry had us both frozen at once. We stared at each other without any word as reality struck us right in the face. He quickly got up and put on his robe as he went to get Dion from the crib.

"At least, he cried when we were done," he laughed, shaking Dion in his arms.

"Don't laugh…," I said, turning red completely.
Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"Go to our room?"

I nodded as I held his hand and we teleported to our bedroom. Dion had to wait for a little while I cleaned myself up within two minutes. Then, Dem gave Dion to me and went to clean himself.

I started feeding Dion, sitting on the bed. It was midnight. It had been a month since I brought this child into this world. Would I be able to keep him safe? I was not sure. But I could guarantee one thing.

I would brace this child from any danger as long as I was alive. When I still breathed, no one would be able to harm my son.

I poked Dion's small chubby cheek. "You are so cute," I murmured. He watched me with his beautiful black eyes while his small lips sucked cutely. It was like he was trying to understand who this woman was, and what was going on. There would be a day when he would know who I was, he would be able to call me, reach for me. How beautiful would it be to watch your child grow up?

That was when I noticed something behind his right ear. I made a small fire in my fingers and tried to watch it closely. There were small red dots, like some kind of rash.

"Cold bath really feels nice at night," Dem said with a towel over his shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"Something is behind his ear," I said.

Dem bent over and tried to look closely. Dion started crying as a drop of water from Dem's hair fell in Dion's eye.

"Wipe your hair, Dem. Careful!"

"Ah, sorry…"

"Oh, it's okay, baby. It's okay, my love," I said, wiping Dion's eye gently. He stopped crying as I placed my nipple in his mouth again. "But really, what is this thing?"