The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 75: The Full Moon (1)

(From Blue's Perspective)

The wolves' howling had stopped suddenly. There was a disturbing silence. It was like the calm before the storm.

I tried to look for the door in the dark room. I tripped over my own feet and fell once. I could hear Dem's nagging and tease in my ears.

But all of a sudden, there was the sound of someone striding angrily. Someone was coming this way. The sound was familiar, yet something was off.

"The door... I need to find the door...," I mumbled, but then, there was a loud bang, "or not?"

The figure standing at the entrance was someone I expected. But his attitude was unexpected, especially the look on his face. Since the door was open now, a bit of light was entering through it. And in the moonlight, I could see him properly.

It was already so late at night. Perhaps I had been out for quite a while. I stood up and ran towards him. I did not know what to do, so I just hugged him- it was the first thing that came to my mind.

For a moment, I had forgotten about everything. All I wanted was to be with him. Even without me knowing, I had been used to having him around. And it had gotten to the point that if he was not around even for a moment, I would feel empty inside.

"Dem, you..."

"You still have a chance," he said throatily. "So, leave while you still can."

"What?"

"Go to Luc's tower. It's not far away. He will do something to keep me away," he said.

"What do you mean? I'm not leaving you," I said.

"I... I'm losing my mind," he said as if he was resisting himself. He was not touching me as well. "I can't... I don't think I can hold back any longer."

Something about him was scary. It was not just his voice, when he came in, his face was kind of scary as well.

"I-I won't leave you," I muttered. "You're my husband. How can I?"

He sighed loudly and closed the door loudly. The room was again dark. I did not like it since I could see nothing, not even his face. And the Demetrius in front of me was someone unfamiliar.

I did not know how I felt. I could hear his sharp breath and our pounding hearts. I did not let go of him. For some reason, I was afraid. But it seemed like he was much more afraid than me. Perhaps that was why I was dared to be daring.

I looked up at him even though I could not see him. But perhaps there was a special ability so I could still see him in the darkness.

I rubbed my palm against his cheek. He still looked like he was restraining himself and it did not look like an easy thing to do. I knew perhaps I would get hurt, but there was no way I could allow him to get hurt all by himself.

I needed to let him know that he should let go and do what he needed to. There was no point in resisting when in the end, it was bound to happen.

He was too tall for me. I held the back of his neck and brought his face down. He loosened up a bit, but not fully. I pressed my lips against his. At first, it was just a light kiss, but it did not take long for him to loosen up more and take the lead.

But he was being strange. He was not being gentle. And he was not just being aggressive. He was behaving as if time was ending.

His hand grasped the back of my neck as he savored my lips. It was hard to breathe. We had kissed countless times, but never for once I had felt this way. This time I felt like all of the air was sucked out from inside of me.

"Mmm... D...," I tried to tell him to slow down, but his lips were not leaving mine. It was like he was sucking the air out of me on purpose.

His other hand grasped the back of my dress tightly. It was clear what he was going to do. But I still tried to stop him. I held his hand and tried to push him away, but before I could do anything, he had already ripped it. He was not himself. It was scary.

He pushed me on the bed, finally letting go of my lips. It seemed he could see in the dark. There was a low rustling and the movements were impatient.

There was a cold feeling in the room that was hitting against my skin. I wished I could hide somewhere warm, but at least tonight, it was not possible.

He flopped on the bed and grabbed me by the waist. There was no way he could do it right away. I was not ready yet.

"Dem, I..."

But I could not finish. He forcefully parted my legs and when I thought he would do it, he did something strange and it was not something I expected.

It was his face that made its way to my inner thigh. It was embarrassing and I could not even stop him. I did not know something like this could be done. Perhaps he was not in his right mind, so he was doing weird things. There was no way someone could do something like this, right?

"Dem, you shouldn't... uh..."

He licked, much to my shock. That place... How could someone lick there? But the most surprising fact was the hot and burning sensation. It was as if his tongue was a fire that was burning me slowly.

I knew about sex. I had read a lot of novels and other books. And once, I had read about this act. In that novel, the guy was a bit of a crazy and obsessive type. So I could never be serious about whatever he did. He had done this act while having sex, but I thought it was because of his character.

And as it was too embarrassing, I could not ask anyone or make myself find more about it. But now, at this moment when I was facing it myself, I regretted my ignorance back then.

"Ah! Huh... De... Hmm..."

Perhaps I was losing my mind. I had closed my eyes long ago, being unable to take the strange sensation in. But I did not face darkness; there were colors that I saw- strange, unknown colors. I put my palm over my mouth as my throat was making strange noises. Perhaps I could shut my mouth for a while, but I could not shut my mind. Before this moment, I did not know pleasure had a color.

And it was such a beautiful color...

His tongue teased me up. It was so dangerously pleasurable that I was afraid of something. But what was I afraid of? I had no idea.

"Ahh! Um... ahh! Huh..."

No matter how hard I pressed my palm over my mouth, those sounds still snuck out. It was like I was playing cat and mouse with myself.

"... Huff... uh... Ah! Nngh... Ahh!

Slow... slow... down," I muttered impatiently. It was like my whole world was bursting. The colors were mixing up and a colorful rainbow burst. It was when I could breathe again.

Everything crumbled down and I was left alone in a strange world. My heart had not calmed down yet.

We had barely done anything yet. But I already felt like he was pushing me to my limits. I did not know this type of thing someone could do. The hotness, the sweet torture, and the warm breathing on the secret place- I did not know they existed.

My heart was being crazy. I heard some words. He was saying something though it was more like he was mumbling to himself. I could feel the heat of his body, but I did not know where he was. Was it because the colors had vanished and the darkness emerged once more?

I wanted to see him, talk to him and touch him. I wanted to call out his name. But something was wrong with me. I could not reach out even when I wanted to.

I could just hold out my hand and I could touch him. But what was wrong with me? Why could I not move at all? It was like I was bewitched. I felt he was looking at me and for some reason, I had the feeling that it was his gaze that was keeping me down- the gaze that burnt like fire against my skin and the gaze of a hungry wolf towards his prey.

"I can't take it anymore," he grumbled. "I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

He suddenly flipped me so I was on my stomach. It was so sudden that I almost screamed. He wrapped his hand around my stomach and pulled me up, so my hips were raised. I had no control over it. He raised my hips a lot. This position was uncomfortable and more importantly, it was embarrassing.