The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 264: Drinking Party

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

They discussed the plan in my presence again. The dinner went just like that. After dinner, Luc suggested that we should drink.

Luc, that brat, liked to drink a lot even though he was terrible with alcohol. That King Ford agreed for some reason as well. I was not worried about any of them. The only person I was worried about was my wife. She was not good with alcohol at all. She would get drunk very quickly.

"Wow, I have never been to a drinking party. We should definitely do it!" Blue exclaimed and I sighed. This was bad, truly bad.

"We can't?" she asked sulkily, looking at me.

"... I can give you his answer on his behalf," Luc laughed.

"Shut up," I snapped at him and then looked at my wife who was looking at me cutely. "... We can."

"He will agree with whatever Blue says," Luc muttered.

"It's a good thing that they have a good relationship," King Ford said. "It's very rare in the case of Kings and Queens after all."

'At least, he is saying something good.'

Drinks were served. I had a huge collection of various types of wine. It was not like I was fond of drinking. I just liked to drink sometimes and wished to try different types of wine. Besides, I had enough money to do so. So, it was not a problem to do whatever I wanted.

It was my wife's second glass. But she was already almost drunk. "Don't drink too much," I said.

"Isn't this your third glass? How are you okay?" she asked.

"That guy has always been good with alcohol. I am jealous," Luc said. "It seems King Ford is good with alcohol as well. Isn't this your fourth glass?"

"I happen to be able to drink well as well," King Ford chuckled.

"You know, Dem, Luc wants to know about married life. I told him all I know, but I think you can help him as well," she said. "Evan was interested as well."

"How can I tell him anything about it?" I asked.

"Aren't you married?" she grumbled. "Or have you forgotten about me?"

"No, I don't mean that," I said quickly. "I mean, I am not good at sharing my experience. I can give him a few books though..."

"That book?" she mumbled and finished another glass in a gulp.

"Don't drink too quickly. And yes, that book along with others..."

"Is that book necessary?"

"It helped me," I nodded.

"What book? Tell me as well," Luc exclaimed.

"He is drunk," Evan chuckled. "Blue is drunk too, it seems."

"It's about sex positions," she said loudly and both King Ford and I choked on our drinks. "Dem said he read it before our wedding. I think you should do it too."

"Really? Is it good?" Luc asked. He had completely lost it too.

"I can guarantee that. Dem is very good at it, after all."

"That's it. We are leaving now," I said, pulling her by her arm. I had to use force because she was not getting up.

"I also think it's a good idea to go to bed now," King Ford said. "They really are not good with alcohol."

"I don't wanna go!" she whined, trying to get away from me. "I wanna drink..."

"You are drunk," I said.

"But I still wanna drink. Honey, don't you love me? Just one more glass..."

"No," I said firmly. "King Ford, if it's not too much to ask, can you please take Luc to the magic tower?"

"Sure, I will. I believe it will be a hassle to take care of her tonight," he chuckled. "She is too drunk."

"That's fine. Taking care of her is never a hassle," I said.

"Well, she is your wife, after all," he said. "Good night then. Too bad I won't be able to say goodbye to her since I will be leaving at midnight. Please pass my word to her."

"I will."

'Just leave already. It's annoying to see another man with her.'

It was true that King Ford always maintained a distance from her. But I still got annoyed whenever I found them talking, especially when it was not business.

"Don't. Just one more glass..."

"No. No more," I said, picking her up from the ground because she was being stubborn and would not walk. I wanted to carry her like I usually did, but she suddenly wrapped her legs around me and hugged me tightly, while biting on my shoulder.

Thankfully, King Ford had left with Luc. I did not want anyone to see this part of her. I always felt that only I could see it.

"Is this your way of being stubborn?" I chuckled. "So cute..."

"I am angry," she pouted, looking at me. It seemed she had left a mark on my shoulder even though she had bitten from over my cloth. Explore stories at m,v l'e-NovelBin.net

"Why?"

"Don't pretend like you don't know! You are not letting me drink. Please, just one more glass..."

"No. I am the King, so listen to me."

"You said you are a husband before you are a King. Are you going back on your words now?"

"Honey, let's go back to our room, okay?" I sighed.

"You are changing the topic."

"If you don't stop it right now, I will kiss you right here."

"In front of everyone?"

'There is no one else here though...'

"That would be embarrassing. I will keep quiet then..."

'But you said that your husband is good at sex in front of Luc and King Ford. Have you forgotten that? It's cute though...'

I took her to our bedroom in that state. There were not many people in the hallway since it was very late at night. I had also dismissed everyone on Blue's word.

"Mm..."

"What?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm taking off your dress so you can sleep comfortably," I said as I kept untying the ribbons of her dress.

"I don't wanna..."

"Why not?"

"You pervert! You are taking my dress off without me knowing!"

"But I'm your husband. It's fine if I see you naked."

"No! I don't want to be the only one..."

"The only one?"

"The only one to be naked!"

"I will take my clothes off too. I can sleep better naked," I said.

"... Let's work together properly," she said.

"Hm? What does that mean?"

"You will take my clothes off and I will take your clothes off. Then we will be equal," she explained.

'Wow, she always turns into a pervert unknowingly when drunk. Not that I mind though...'

"That sounds pretty good to me," I said. "But I'm worried about both of us..."

"What are you worried about?"

"If we take our clothes off, won't we be cold? If only you take your clothes off, I can keep you warm by hugging you and since I will be wearing clothes, you won't be cold. But I cannot sleep with my clothes on. If both of us take our clothes off, won't we be cold?"

'I have no idea what I'm saying, but let me take advantage of this situation. It's not every day I see her drunk.'

"Then should I wear something?" she asked innocently.

"No, I don't want you to sleep less comfortably," I said, shaking my head.

"But I can sleep with my clothes on. At least, my nightgown..."

"You can't."

"I can!"

"I know you can't. I am with you almost every night. I know your habits even better than you," I said.

"Then?"

"I know a method," I said. "With this, we can be both warm at the same time."

"What method?"

"That will make both you and me feel good as well. Would you let me show you?"

"Hm, show me!"

"But there is one condition."

"What is it?"

"I can't be stopped until I am done," I said. "Sweetie, do you still want to proceed with this method?"

"I am not a coward!"

"I know."

"And I don't go back on my word!"

"So, it means you agree?"

"Yep!"

I smirked and threw her on the bed, surprising her. "It's been a long time since I tore a dress. Can I do it once again?"

"You can since I don't like this dress much... But why did you throw me on the bed? I could have fallen in the opposite direction of the bed?"

"That would not happen."

"I could have bounced on the mattress," she said.

"... Why do you say this kind of stuff? We are at the beginning of something," I muttered.

I did give her a chance to say anything else as I tore the dress apart. This was much easier than taking off the dress patiently. Patience was something I lacked when it came to devouring her.

"Now, will you take my clothes off, my wife?"