The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 395 Expected

The maids were used to seeing me sick very often. So, they were not surprised and were always ready in case I needed something in an emergency anytime. For example, they always had some food ready when I was sick all the time, even if it was the middle of the night. There were now two ropes in my room. One was for summoning them, and the other one was for emergencies.

Even if they were just a bit late when we summoned them, they would hurry if it was the other bell. The sounds were different so they could differentiate them.

After feeding me, he took me to give me a bath. I did not feel weak at all. Rather, I felt like my usual self. It was unbelievable that I did not wake up for four days.

"Babe, are you feeling weak somewhere?"

"No, I feel completely fine," I said, shaking my head while he massaged my shoulders.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah… It's weird. I thought I would feel weak. But I feel nothing out of ordinary."

"Being sick is ordinary for you too because of how often you catch the sickness."

"No, I don't mean that."

"I know," he murmured.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Fighting monsters is not easy. They must not be as weak as the ones we saw before…"

"They are not. But it's okay. It's not hard. I won't lie; the hard part is fighting other Alphas. Because our strengths match, I get tired. Well, they do too.

It's hard for both parties. Here, skill is a great factor."

"You have your other power too?"

"Controlling blood? Yeah, but they can block the power. I can block another Alpha's power too. It is exhausting though. The moment you let go, you die."

"It sounds so… harsh…"

"I am a powerful man, I admit. I can defeat almost everyone, but, fighting Alphas is really difficult. I don't want to deny it to you."

"Yes, I know…"

Dem was quite arrogant about his ability, but I noticed that he was arrogant only when he knew he was right about it. He did not hide his weakness from me. He also did not brag about his ability. I liked that part of him.

"I am glad you tell me about your weakness too and what makes it hard for you to accomplish. There are very less Kings who do that."

"King? No, to you, I am not a King. I am your husband. I am sharing my strengths and weaknesses with you as your husband."

"That's right. It's very normal for a husband to do so," I chuckled. "It's sometimes hard to believe, that's it."

"What is?"

"That you are my husband. I have a family now… I cannot seem to believe it myself even though it's real," I mumbled.

He remained silent for a while. "What can I say? Sometimes, I feel the same way. It feels unreal."

I heard the rustling of clothes. I did not turn around, but rather held my breath until the warmth of another body rested against my back.

His hands gently touched my shoulder and neck. I felt his warm breath falling on my nape, only moments later to feel the sensation of his lips against my skin.

"Haa…," I breathed out heavily as I was being pressed down by something.

"You are shaking," he whispered into my ear, kissing and licking my earlobe.

"This… It's so sudden…"

"You expected it."

I expected it right when he asked me if I was feeling weak or not. He had two reasons to ask that. The primary reason was to make sure I was alright. And the second reason was to embrace each other because he would be leaving tomorrow.

He fondled my breasts while kissing me sideways. It did not take me long to get into the mood to emerge myself in the pleasure. I bit on his lip and he tightened his grip on my breasts.

"Face me," he said.

I stood up in the tub, facing him. He looked up and down at my body as if seeing if there was any change. I was not too insecure about my body, at least it was not as much as my confidence. I did not tense up when he observed me. He was not the type of person who hated a certain kind of body. He always told me it was okay to have any kind of body.

He just wanted me to be healthy and happy.

He ran his cold fingers above my nipples. I wondered why his fingertips were so cold when his entire body was so hot.

'Must be because of the water.'

"Hnn…"

"They are erect," he muttered.

"That's because… you are touching them…"

"Would you be aroused like this if someone else touched you?"

"Why do you ask things like that? Ugh…!"

I winced in pain as he pinched my nipple between his fingers. His eyes never leaving my body, he mumbled something. I could not hear it. Then, he opened his mouth again, not moving his eyes.

"Will you react if someone else touches you?"

"Why would someone else touch me?" I asked, irritated. He always asked strange things.

"You never know," he mumbled. "What if you get tired of me and get another man? No one can refuse you because you are so beautiful."

"It's you, Dem. It's just you who finds me beautiful. And I will never look for another guy. I am not crazy enough to leave a husband who loves me this much," I said, staring at him, but he did not meet my gaze. He was observing my body as if he was searching for something.

"Is that true?"

"It is," I said confidently, gathering as much certainty in my voice as possible. I did not want to leave a shred of doubt in his insecure mind.

"But, what if you do it?"

"I won't!"

"Can I punish you then?"

"Sure. I won't mind," I said, knowing that that time would never come as I would never choose another man. "You can punish me if I do something like that. I won't do it. So, it's meaningless."

"I have your word?"

"You do," I nodded.

For a moment, I saw something flash in his eyes, then it disappeared as fast as it came. He vigorously bit on my right breast. If it had not been for him, I almost forgot that I was naked for a moment.

"Haa…," I gasped in pain and pleasure, not sure which one suppressed the other one. "Dem…"

"I had a dream that you ran away," he muttered. "Well, it doesn't matter. You are here. You will always be with me. Even if you manage to run away, I will catch you."

He kissed my breasts, and my belly and went downwards. Between my thighs and all over my legs, even my toes, he did not leave a single place where he did not mark me.

"Ahh…"

"It's uncomfortable?" he asked and I gave a small nod. Standing up surely was not an option when I had just woken up and someone was touching my sensitive spots. My legs would start shaking, or worse, they might give away.

He took my hand so gently that it seemed he was touching something very soft and fragile. He pulled me down just as gently as he touched my hand and made me sit on his legs.

The tub was large. It was no problem for us to sit there comfortably. He brought his face closer to mine and closed the gap between our faces within a moment as he took me in for a kiss. It was something I expected, so I gave myself to the passion.

His large hand was almost the size of my face. I understood it more as he touched the back of my head, pressing my lips to his more.

"Dem…," I whispered.

He stared at me for no more than three seconds before he kissed me again; this time, more passionately. He led my hand and placed it over something hard. The hotness surged through my body the moment my hand touched it.

He placed my fingers around it as if letting me know how to do it. But I knew very well what to do. After all, I had done it countless times for him.

I pushed his hand away, but the movement was harder than I expected. He pulled back from the kiss and let out a chuckle.

"Too rough, huh? You don't me to guide you anymore," he smirked.

"Well, I am good at this, I suppose," I said, pulling my hips up and getting close to him so my breasts almost touched his neck. I touched his right ear slightly which had turned red and whispered, "I can make you climax within five minutes just using my hand my dear husband."