The Werewolf King's Bride

[Warning! Mature content ahead! And if you get second-hand embarrassment, don't curse me, please. So let me warn you again properly. Mature content + Second-Hand embarrassment ahead! Proceed with caution.

And male lead is really teasing and that's at a dangerous level. Don't fall for him, though. It's not Blue who will kill you, our male lead will probably bury you alive for looking at him lewdly. After all, his wife is the only one who can do that]

(From Blue's Perspective)

A punishment? He truly wanted to do it with me and waited so I would make the first move? The intention was good, but it led to some misunderstandings and this situation...

"Ahh... Dem, please wait... it's too much..."

"It's just the beginning of the punishment, my wife," he said and kept torturing me with his fingers.

"It's too fast... huh..."

"You look beautiful when you make this face," he said.

"Uh... it's embarrassing..."

I wished he would stop staring at me. He had held me in a way that I could not even hug him to avoid his gaze. I wished he would just kiss me. But he was not doing that and was not even showing a sign to do so. I could not even kiss him as I had never done it. It was always him who kissed first and that was also on our wedding night.

"Huh... I can't take it... anymore... please..."

"Please what, my wife?"

"Just a bit more..."

But rather than doing so, he stopped abruptly just when I was about to reach my peak. I gasped and looked at him in disappointment.

"Why... why have you stopped?" I asked. To be honest, I was angry. How could he start and then stop all of a sudden?

"It's a punishment, my wife."

"W-What? No, you can't..."

"Then you should do something in return and I will take you to the greatest height. Will you do it?"

"... Do what?"

"I will tell you soon. Do you agree?"

"Yes!" I said quickly. I could not wait a moment longer. The waiting was killing me.

He chuckled and started stroking again. His breath fell on my face. I wanted nothing more than my lips to touch his, but how should I do it? This time, I truly hated my shyness.

"Nngh... huh... Ahh! I... uhh!"

"You came a lot, my beautiful wife," he whispered into my ear. "Now what about we start your real punishment?"

"... Huh?"

I was still in a daze. It always happened after a climax. I would feel disoriented. Besides, he was saying weird things. It was hard to understand.

If the punishment he was talking about was stopping in the middle when I was about to reach the ultimate, I was going to die for sure. I never knew it would be this frustrating.

"You agreed, didn't you?"

"What kind of punishment?"

'He is not going beat me, is he? That's the only type of punishment I know about. Well, there is another thing too. But he can't mean that, can he?'

He put me down from his lap. I did not even notice how I ended up there. Perhaps it was because I had almost lost my mind at that time.

"You will do everything tonight," he said.

"Eh? What?"

"You know what I mean, my wife," he smirked and licked my earlobe.

"I... I..."

"Help me undress, my wife," he said.

"It's... It's embarrassing," I blurted out.

"Aren't punishments supposed to be embarrassing, my wife?"

If I could just die right at that moment, I would. Even if he was my husband, it was too embarrassing. I did not even know how to look him in the eyes. Now I kind of wondered how some people did this with random people. First of all, it was embarrassing. And secondly, I could not even think of doing it with anyone else other than him.

It was not just because he was my husband, but there was something else too. I was sure my heart would not beat this faster if it was someone else. And I did not want to have anyone else either.

But still, the punishment was dangerously difficult to perform. Especially when he was too handsome and was smirking at me. He clearly was enjoying it.

"Don't waste any more time, my wife. Your husband is waiting," he said.

"... Alright," I mumbled.

He was wearing a bathrobe only. If I just pulled the belt, it would fall down. My hands seemed to start trembling for some reason. I had seen all of him, but why was I so afraid to do so now?

I touched the hem of the belt. It was harder than I thought. I could not just make myself pull it.

"I'm waiting, my wife," he said.

'I'm doing, dammit! It's just too embarrassing!'

I pulled the belt closing my eyes tightly. He had a very strong and athletic body. Just one look and anyone would start drooling. Perhaps that was the reason I was too shy to look at him.

"Open your eyes, my wife. You have to get punished," he said.

I opened my eyes slowly. Just how did I get such a handsome husband? It was too bad for my eyes.

He was too perfect for a human. Then again- he was not a human in the first place. The sight perhaps made me greedy.

I rested my palm on his bare chest. It was hot and firm. I slid the robe down his shoulders. He threw the robe aside. Now he was sitting in front of me wearing nothing. It should be called a crime for too handsome men to get naked in front of their wives and give them heart attacks.

"Why don't you look down and see how excited I am for you?"

Now that he mentioned it, I dared to look down. My face heated up and it seemed like I forgot how to breathe.

"Do you know I'm suffering right now? You should make me feel bet..."

I did not even know how I managed to do that or when I did that. All I remembered was losing my mind and pressing my lips on his. It was the first time I started the kiss. I thought I was not good at this. But it felt kind of good to make the first move.

At this point, I had no idea what I was doing. Perhaps I had completely lost myself. My lips were greedy enough to never stop moving. He grabbed my waist tightly and pinched on my hips. I gasped and opened my mouth only to find his tongue intervening.

I pushed him away by the chest. I had completely run out of air. It seemed like he had sucked my soul with the kiss. I was the one who started the kiss, but he was the one who finished it, and perhaps he would always be the one to finish everything.

"Take that filthy fabric off, my wife," he said. It seemed like he was in pain. And just by glancing downwards a bit, I could tell why.

The nightgown was quite loose. It took only two seconds to take it off. I did not know where my shyness had gone all of a sudden. It happened that night too. I had become bold that night too, and even said shameless things.

"You're beautiful," he muttered. "You're so beautiful that I want to treasure you. I want to hold you forever. I want you all myself, all of you. This body, this heart- I want them all. You married an evil werewolf, my wife."

He grabbed my breasts with his hands. His patience seemed to leak out with each seconds passing. And before I could get a hold of myself, he took my nipple in his mouth while rubbing the other breast with his hand.

"Huh... ah..."

I had almost forgotten he had another hand that was not occupied until I found it between my thighs.

"Dem..."

"You're wet, my wife. Now, do you want to hear your punishment?"

"W-What... Ah..."

"You have to put it in yourself. I won't help you this time."

"What?"

"And you have to move by yourself too."

"It's too..."

"I want to see your beautiful face when you ride me, my wife. I want to see how desperate you become, how red your face becomes. I want to see everything," he said and licked my nipple. "And to be honest, I want to see how your breasts bounce with each move."

"Don't talk like that! Ah!"

Every word he spoke, they were shameless. And with each word, his fingers rubbed the moist. I did not hate it. And it did not feel unknown at all. It was like his fingers became too familiar to me.

"Don't you want me like I want you, my wife?"

"I-I do."

"Do you want me inside you?"

"Y-Yes."

"Then put it inside, my wife. It's all yours to enjoy," he smirked.

"Just like this place," he pinched on the tender flesh between my thighs, "is mine to cherish and enjoy."