The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

The moment I saw him without his clothes, for a split second I thought I could not breathe and the next moment, I was busy observing the sight in front of me.

I had never seen anyone with a body like his. He looked even more handsome. But I was scared as well. How was that thing supposed to go in?

As it was my first time, it was surely going to hurt a lot. After coming here, all I wanted was not to get hurt. Perhaps it was so selfish of me to think like this.

"Remember to tell me if it hurts, okay?" he said again. He seemed to be in pain as he was looking at me desperately. I nodded quickly.

He started kissing my lips again as the tip entered slightly. I flinched but he held me with both of his hands so I would not be able to move.

"It doesn't hurt!" I exclaimed delightedly breaking the kiss.

"That's because not even the tip is in," he said.

"Eh?"

And before I could express my shock properly, his grip tightened on my upper arm as he pushed inside.

A burning pain erupted from the place. The feeling was far from good- it was the worst. My hands were trembling along with my hips.

"It... hurts," I sniffled.

He licked beside my left eye, perhaps he just licked my tear. He soothingly rubbed the side of my neck. The touch was so gentle that it felt like he was touching something very precious to him.

"I know, my wife, I know. Just breathe, alright? I won't move for now," he said though it felt like he was in pain to wait. "Come on, breathe with me. One... two...

yes, good girl. I don't like to see you in pain, my wife. Now it makes me feel bad that I can't help."

But he was already helping a lot. His soothing words and touch were truly magical. It felt like the pain was going away though an unpleasant burning feeling was still there.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

"Hmm."

"Should I move then?"

"Y-Yes," I said.

He breathed an air of relief as he started to move gently. But the pain was there and every time he moved, the burning sensation increased.

"It still hurts, doesn't it?"

"Hmm."

"I'll finish quickly," he sighed.

He started moving faster than before, but I could not tell it was too fast. It seemed like he was suppressing. But because of the pain, I could not focus on other things properly.

The pain had started to decrease, but it did not go away. Tears were flowing down even though I tried not to cry. A groan escaped his mouth while a hot gush of a liquid filled inside me.

He pulled out of me slowly and I felt like I could breathe again. He surely held back a lot and looking at his face, I kind of felt sorry.

I tried to wrap myself up in the blanket, but the moment I tried to move, my downer part started hurting.

"Don't move," he said while putting on his robe. I felt ashamed to be the only one naked at this moment.

I sat down even though it hurt and hugged myself to hide as much as I could. He came back with a bowl full of water and a towel. He placed the bowl on the bedside table and handed me a robe.

He placed the robe around my shoulder and I quickly put it on. I was grateful for it. Being naked was embarrassing.

He dripped the towel in the water. I wondered why he was doing that, but I could not help but gawk at him. He looked really handsome. I must have had gone crazy. Everything he did made me think that he was getting even more handsome.

He suddenly started parting my legs. I grabbed his hand quickly. "What... what are you doing?" I asked.

"You bled," he replied. "I'll just wipe the blood."

"I-I can do it myself."

"Of course you can."

"Then..."

"But let me do it for you. I'm your husband after all," he said with a smile.

The smile was gentle. He did not seem to be as scary as others told him to be. Besides, the smile did not seem to be a fake one either. Did he then have this side of him save for me only?

I parted my legs and looked away. It was too hard for me to look him in the eyes, especially in this embarrassing moment.

"I've seen every part of you already and we even mated. There is no need for you to be shy, my wife," he said, wiping my downer part gently.

"Still...," I muttered. "Did I bleed like hell?"

"Just a little. It's not menstruation."

"..."

He was laughing as he said it. He was surely making fun of me. Though he teased me a lot, I liked being beside him. I felt safe and kind of happy.

But suddenly a thought hit me. He said he had been waiting for me for a long time. But if that was the case, then why would he bother to have mistresses? If he was true about his decision of making me his queen for a long time, then why?

"So you're thinking about it now, huh?" he sighed. "Well, you have the right to know."

I kept forgetting that he could read my mind. But this time, it seemed like a good thing as I did not have to ask him that myself. It would be uncomfortable and I did not even know where to begin with.

"In a Royal family, there are some stupid things that you have to follow. One of them is having mistresses. As I was the heir, when I wasn't taking any mistress, rumors spread. Of course, my sweet cousin was the one who started it."

"But why?"

"Those rumors said that I don't prefer women, or I can't feel anything like lust. It risked my position. They started to believe that I could not make an heir. If that was the case, then they would surely choose Isaac as their king. So I took mistresses though they were my mistresses in name only. I gave them money to keep their mouths shut.

They would come to my room and stay here for some time. I had my room soundproof. So no one could suspect anything," he explained. "Well, I met you seven years ago. I just didn't want to have anyone else but you."

"You don't mean that this was your first time as well, do you?" I asked in utter disbelief.

He chuckled and kept on wiping. I should have understood sooner. The look he had on his face when he entered me, I had a feeling that he did not know that it would feel like that. But maybe because I had a firm belief that he slept with his mistresses before, I ignored it.

"You could have just told me sooner," I grumbled.

"I thought it wasn't important."

"Wasn't important? How can you say something like that?"

"Is it something important?"

"Of course!"

"Why?"

Now how could I tell him that it would make me feel good to know that he had been waiting for me all along?

"If that's the case, I would have told you sooner. Anyway, I know it hurt you a lot and you couldn't exactly decide."

"Decide what?" I asked.

"If I was good or not," he replied shrugging. "It won't happen again. I even had to get it done after just a few thrusts."

After wiping the place clean, he gave me a little bottle full of something silver. The liquid looked like transparent jello.

"It's for the pain. It won't hurt when we do it again," he said.

I opened the sip and drank the whole liquid. I could not believe it- even the taste was like jello. From now on, this was the best medicine I tasted or perhaps I would ever taste.

"Is it that bad?"

"What? No, of course not. It tastes like jello," I said.

"Well, it's for women for their first time. It instantly removes the pain. Try moving your legs now. Does it hurt?"

Just like he said, I tried to move my legs. Truly it did not hurt anymore. Honestly saying, it did not even feel like we did it in the first place.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Dem!"

"That's good. Because if it still hurt, I would have brought the doctor by his collar and fed him this myself until he choke on it."

Whoa- was it not too extreme? Perhaps this was the reason everyone feared him. Really even his words were terrifying.

"Now that the pain is gone and you're smiling again, shall we pick up from where we left off?"