The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 33: The Wedding Night (2)

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

The sight she offered was the best portrait anyone could ever imagine. I expected her to be beautiful, but not as much as to make me this impatient. It was her first time, so I was trying to hold back and take everything slowly. But at this rate of my restlessness, I had no idea how long I would manage to stay put.

I held her hand and took her nipple in my mouth while my other hand caressed the other one. Her laughter stopped abruptly and a purring sound escaped her mouth.

I swirled my tongue over the hard bud. She felt so delicate that I feared I might break her, but there were more things to do. I had been waiting for a long time after all.

"Seven years is no joke," I muttered without my knowledge. "Seven fucking years... I can't take it anymore."

"Seven?" she mumbled in surprise.

"Later. Think about it later, my wife," I said hoarsely and took my attention to her other lonely breast.

"Um... ah... I-I feel weird."

If she felt weird, then what I was feeling at this moment was trying to swallow molten lava and try to endure the pain.

"Let's wipe out the weird feeling then," I said.

I brought my hand down to her utter perfection while observing her face just to see how she would react. I wanted to see her like this for a long time.

"Ah... hm..."

"Is it still weird?"

"It's even... weirder," she mumbled desperately.

As it was her first time, she was supposed to call these feelings weird. I could understand her completely.

Even though I liked hearing her moans, it was making it harder for me to control myself. If I was not careful enough, she might end up getting hurt.

I rubbed the wetness with my fingers and she squirmed just from that. It was kind of adorable and hot at the same time.

"See how wet you're for me?"

"Don't... don't say those shameless... things aloud," she muttered. She looked like a rabbit caught in the trap of a hungry wolf.

I could not help but chuckle at how cute she looked right now. Her cuteness was making it too hard for me, but I had waited several years, so a few more minutes would not hurt, right?

I slipped one finger inside her and she gasped in surprise with her eyes widened. "You're too tight. Even one finger seems to be too much," I said. "Hey, relax. Just breathe, alright? It's supposed to make you feel good.

Tell me, do you feel any pain?"

She shook her head, pouting her lips though she was still in a bit of shock. She was supposed to be when it was the night when she had been held by a man for the first time. Everything was happening too fast after all.

If there was a choice, I would consummate the marriage when she was ready even if it would be like death for me. But as I was a king and she was my wife, it was important for me to mark her completely so she would be safe. Because if the news of her not being marked fully slipped somehow, other kingdoms would plot against us and try to harm her.

Even if she was not marked completely, she was still my mate. Losing a mate was like suicide for a werewolf. It would weaken a werewolf's power and if it happened to me, I would have a difficult time holding my power in my hands, and more importantly, losing her was not something I wanted to even think about.

For that reason, even if she felt rushed, we needed to do it. After all, our future was in our hands and the thing needed to make that future perfect was to use the time we had properly while making wise choices.

I brought the finger out of her and slipped it inside again while observing her face to see the sweet expressions she was making.

"Should I add one more finger?"

"Will it fit?" she asked innocently.

What was she saying? She was asking if another finger would fit? Did she think my finger was a thick tree trunk? Then what would she call my pride if she saw it?

I suppressed my laughter with great difficulty. If it was not for the mood, I would have choked on laughter. It was surprising- I did not remember laughing freely before. Everything felt so gloomy. But that was until two days ago. Being with her was enough to lighten up my mood and even I could see a side of me that I did not know existed.

"We'll see," I said and pushed another finger inside her.

"Ah... umm..."

It was getting too much. I started stroking her rapidly that she almost forgot how to breathe. She closed her eyes as moans escaped her mouth and an addictive sound filled the room. I had a feeling that she was trying to stay as quiet as possible, perhaps she was worried that someone from the outside might hear her.

I did not blame her. Werewolves here did not have any shame. When a couple was married, others would stay outside the door on their wedding night and try to hear those sounds. Judging by her thoughts, it seemed like humans were like that as well.

But my room was soundproof. No one from outside could hear anything. I had done this a long time ago. I had my reasons and it was a good thing that I brought the magician to do this that time.

It was not long before she reached her climax. She had a body that responded well to my touch like cold raindrops falling on naked skin.

"Do you know what a beautiful face you just made?"

"Eh...?" she asked with an embarrassed expression.

"You just reached an orgasm. Did it feel good?"

She nodded though I could tell she mustered all her boldness to do so. It was kind of cute to tease her like this.

Looking at her flushed face with her lips apart from the aftermath of her climax, it was all that was needed for me to lose the single thread of patience left.

"I think you're wet enough. I can't take it anymore."

It took me only one minute at the most to take of my outfit. For the first time, I felt so restless to take off my clothes. They felt like a nuisance at this moment.

My wife seemed to be rather shocked to see me without clothes. It was her first time seeing me like this, but I did not expect her to be this shocked that she even forgot to close her mouth.

But I was in desperate need of doing the thing that I wanted to do for a long time. Perhaps that was the reason that I did not care to take the chance to tease her.

"If it hurts, tell me immediately, alright?" I said before parting her legs.

She seemed to be numb that she did not even protest to hide herself or show any sign of shyness. Regardless to say, her mouth was still open.

"Hey, Demetrius, no matter how I look at it, but that thing between your legs is abnormal," she said bluntly.

"..."

"I don't mean to disrespect you or anything, but... um... is the place between my legs wide enough for that thing to go in?"

"..."

"Sorry, keep going."

"That's more like it."

All I needed was to enter her at this moment. The time had finally come to make her mine completely. No one would ever be able to take her from me then.

I sighed. "Your lips look so empty. That's unfair," I said and captured her lips before she could utter anything.

I rubbed the tip against her entrance, just enough to make her clench her fists. Just a bit more... I needed her to relax a bit more so it would not be too hard for her. It was not in my hands to confirm her that it would not be painful. No matter what I did, the first time would still be painful. But at least if I could make her worry less, the night would be successful.

'No one has died while having sex, right?'

She was worried this much about it? Interesting- it made me want her even more and tease her. But my patience had finally come to an end and there was no turning back.

"Tonight you're going to be mine."