The Werewolf King's Bride

He was never gentle when it came to making love. He might say that he tried to hold back, but to me, it was not holding back at all. I always thought he was aggressive. But I also knew he was not someone to lie. If he said he was holding back, then he was holding back. But tonight, I did not think he would hold back.

His movements were aggressive as well as his breath. Every time he exhaled, it was like something dangerous poured out of him.

I had not gotten used to this position, but he did not give me any time as he thrusted all inside me.

"Ah!!"

It was the first time he did this from behind and I had to admit, it was shockingly scary. He reached too deep in this position and it was like, he was crushing his way in and out. Each time he moved, I felt my world crumbling down and the next time, it was building up again. He was relentless and each of his moves was more merciless than the previous one.

"Ahh! Huh! Uh! Ah!"

He never reached this deep before. It was too good to endure and too scary to let go. He had held me by the hips to thrust. It was too vigorous.

My hands were shaking. Perhaps my hips would shake as well if he was not holding them tightly. I could feel his nails digging into the flesh of my hips while I was grasping the bedsheet with my hands as if I was trying to find something to hold onto.

"Slow... slow down... a bit," I said desperately. "It\'s... ah... overwhelming."

But my words did not seem to reach his words as he kept moving tirelessly. The stimulation was nonstop. It was not his fault. He had warned me before and even gave me a chance to go away even though it would hurt him a lot. But how could I leave him hurting when he had done so much for me?

Our mating was never like this before. This time, his domination was dangerous and too fast. It was kind of aggressive. He was not hurting me, but I was still scared. So this was what he meant when he said he would lose control. He was truly not himself.

I felt hot and stuffy and as the penetration was too deep, it was hard for me to catch my breath. His breath was heavy as well and I could feel his hands on my hips getting sweaty. He was not talking at all like he usually did.

Usually, he would tease me for everything, even when we were doing it. But this time, he did not utter a single word. Rather he was making a beastly noise. The sound was hot and hoarse. He had never made this sound before. But the sound was kind of scary as it seemed that it was not him, rather an animal.

His hands left my hips and grasped my breasts as he bent over me. The way he was playing with them was a bit painful. But the pain mixed with pleasure and made a different sensation that was not painful nor pleasurable, yet addicting.

"Huh... Nngh! Huff... ah!"

It was hard to keep my rationality at this moment. Just when I thought I had lost it all, he pulled me by the hair. It was not painful, but definitely embarrassing.

But because of this, it seemed the feeling had changed as well. Everything felt different. He bit me on the neck.

"Ahh!" I screamed. "Dem... It\'s too... much... huh!"

"I... you."

"What? Huh... what did... you... say?"

"I love you."

\'What???\'

Now I had completely lost my mind with no way back. Suddenly he had started to thrust even faster than before. Perhaps he was close.

But it was not helping me to think at all. Did he just say he loved me? He loved me? It was unbelievable. Like was one thing, but love?

He groaned against my nape and thrusted twice as fast as before. Everything was calm for a moment or two. My body had gone numb and I was sure I would not be able to move for a day.

But it was not the end. He flipped me over my back and pulled my legs on his shoulders. His grasp was firm and before I could understand, he pushed inside me again.

What was that? How could someone get aroused again in such a small amount of time? It seemed like the full moon was a type of aphrodisiac for werewolves and it was much stronger.

But what about me? The pleasure was so overwhelming that it was hard to think. And my body was weak as well. Perhaps I would lose the ability to walk for days after this night.

My head was spinning. It had been too long. He was doing it again and again. And each time, the position was different than before. It was too irresistible and insane. His every move was furious and it seemed like as the night grew old, he was being wilder than before.

It was definitely the effect of the full moon. No matter how possessive and difficult he was, it was the first time I was seeing him to be this wild. It was like he was letting out the beast inside him.

"Dem... I... Huh!"

"I love you."

\'Again?\'

Then I must not have heard it wrong the first time. It was not a dream. I could not hear the same thing wrong twice.

My heart was already thumping in my chest and hearing this, my heart filled with warmth. Tears started to flow down my cheeks. Just what kind of power did those words hold to make me feel like this? They were just three words, yet I felt like I was craving them for a long time.

It was the first time someone told me this. Perhaps that was the reason I was overreacting. My eyes had gotten adjusted to the dark and now I could see his face.

He looked different and a bit scary, but for some reason, I wanted to be as close to him as possible. Our bodies were as close as possible, yet I wanted to feel him more.

He took my nipple in his mouth and subconsciously, my hand went to hold his hair. His black hair was sleek that I always liked. Suddenly, he bit on it.

"Ugh!" I groaned in pain. But then he licked it again as if soothing the pain. And surprisingly, it worked. Two things at the same time were too much, but three things were more than too much. It was crazy and I realized it when his hand rubbed over the secret place while going in and out and playing with my breast.

"You know, I want to keep you all to myself," he said suddenly. I was too shocked that he started to talk after all this time. "I want to show you off because I\'m proud of you. But I don\'t like it when someone gets close to you. I don\'t want any other person to get close to you. I don\'t care about anything or anyone, but I just want to have you.

Every part of you- I want all of them. I\'m a pretty possessive man, ain\'t I?"

"I\'m an evil person, you know. I have some evil thoughts," he said throatily. "I don\'t want to let you leave. Perhaps I\'m insane, but I even thought of tying you up with something so you can never leave me. If I have to cut all the ties for it, I would do it, but I can\'t let you leave. I want you to be by my side always.

I\'m crazy, I know. But I can\'t help it when it comes to you. I\'m always afraid you\'ll leave me. You know what? I think I\'ll really tie you with me so you can\'t even think of leaving. I don\'t want to, but I\'m afraid.

I\'m afraid I\'ll have to live without you."

"It\'s not impossible. But that living won\'t be called a living anymore. How can someone live when their most important thing is gone? It\'s like a body without a heart. Death is better in that case, right?"

"Dem... wh-what are you saying?" I muttered.

"I\'m saying that I can\'t let you leave me. You have to be with me. I don\'t want to force you, but I can\'t think straight," he yelled. "I just want you. You think I\'m crazy too, right?"

I cupped his face with my hands. "It\'s... unusual, but... you\'re not... crazy. I think...

I\'m the crazy one."

\'Yes, I\'m crazy for not realizing it sooner.\'