The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 64: Kneel

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

It was a good day today. My wife had gone to meet Luc. I was sure that she would have a good time. Even though I hated to admit it, Luc would be a good company for her for the time being. I wished I could spend more time with her, but as I was the king, there was no chance of that.

Her knight was reliable as well. Ezekiel was young, but he was the first one who caught my attention in the training ground. He vowed to protect her at all costs and he was loyal. After some thought, I decided that it would be better if she had one guard with her. I had thought of assigning more guards for her, but it would not be a good choice.

In that way, she would attract more attention and danger at the same time. Besides, Ezekiel alone was perfectly capable of protecting her.

He did not talk if not necessary. It was not much of a bad thing. He only needed to carry out his duty.

It had been quite a long time since she had left. If I said I did not miss her, that would be a lie. I always wanted to be with her, yet I had to leave every morning.

"Aren't you going to come in, my wife?" I asked. I knew she was there and I also heard her voice though I could tell, she was trying to be quiet.

She peeked through the door. The first thing I noticed was her blue eyes. She smiled shyly at me.

'So cute!'

She closed the door and before I knew it, she suddenly ran towards me and hugged me. It was so sudden that it took me two seconds to understand what was going on. Her warmth filled my space.

I wrapped my arms around her. She was rubbing her cheek against my chest. It was a problem, a huge problem.

"Hey, the thing you're doing right now is really cute," I said. "But you do understand that you're making me excited, right?"

"W-What? I was just hugging you," she mumbled, looking at my face, "I missed you."

I kissed her lightly on the lips while trying to remember the history of werewolves. 'Self-control... When did the first werewolf appear?'

"You missed me?" I asked and placed her more comfortably on my lap.

"Hmm," she said.

"How much did you miss me then?"

"How can you ask something like that? It can't be shown," she pouted.

"Ah, it can be shown, my dear wife. Can't you think of anything that you can give me right now?" I smirked.

She blushed. "Why are you always so indecent? I was just... You always tease me like that," she said and hid her face in my chest.

"You look pretty cute when I tease you."

"That's not a good reason," she mumbled. "You're such a bully, Dem."

"It's just you're too cute," I chuckled and kissed her hair. Everything about her was beautiful. Even a single hair of hers was pretty. I must have gone crazy about her. "By the way, did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, Luc is pretty fun," she said impatiently with a grin. She always talked like this when she liked something. I was glad that she went to the magic tower and spent time with Luc, but suddenly I was not as glad as before. Perhaps it was because of the way she answered me.

"It seems like you had a great time," I muttered.

"Of course! We talked a lot," she said.

"So you had a great time?"

"Why are you asking the same question again? I told you yes."

"So you had a great time and it was better than the time you spend with me?"

"Who said that?" she asked with a shocked expression.

"I'm so hurt, my wife," I said.

"... You are acting like a child," she said.

"A child? Seems like I have to prove again that I'm an adult, don't you think?" I said.

"Eh? No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," she said quickly. "What the... It's..."

She was all red again. She tried to move quickly from my lap, but I held her tightly in my embrace.

"Why are so shocked? It's because of you. Now you need to take care of it," I smirked. "I'm not going to take care of it myself again."

"But how can I... It's not our bedroom," she mumbled.

"Does it always have to be our bedroom?"

"... These kinds of things should be done in the bedroom."

"I'm getting impatient, my wife. I don't care if it's our bedroom or not, I just need to do something."

"I... But..."

"So you don't want to do it here?"

"It's just..."

"I want to hear the truth, my wife."

"Not here..."

"I'll listen to you this once," I said. "I have another idea. If you don't want to do it here, you need to promise me to do something else."

"Is it something indecent?"

"... Do you expect to calm me down with decency?"

"Well, no..."

"So you promise?"

"I don't have a choice," she muttered.

"You do. I can just fuck you here."

"My goodness, stop being so direct," she said putting her palm on my lips.

I licked her palm. She quickly retreated, being bright red. "What... what are..."

"Nothing," I smiled. "Now you promised, right?"

"Hmm."

"Good. Then stand up," I said.

She looked confused but stood up. She looked too oblivious. It made me want to do dirty things to her even more. How could someone be so cute and hot at the same time?

I positioned my chair so I was facing her. "Kneel."

"What?"

"Do as I say. Kneel. You promised, right?"

"Yes, but kneeling... Why do I have to kneel?"

"My dear wife, if you want to satisfy this hungry man in front of you, don't ask. I'm running out of patience, my wife and it's all your fault."