The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

"Baby, don't cry. What happened? Did I do something wrong?" I asked, desperately trying to stop her crying.

"You think I have become stupid now because I'm pregnant?"

"What? No! I never thought that! Who told you that?"

"You know, I'm raising a child in my tummy. I have a lot of stress to take. I have to eat in time to satisfy my hunger. I crave weird things and even though I know they are weird things, I eat them. I have to go to pee like hundred times a day. I cannot pick anything up if it falls on the floor.

I cannot bend well and I get bad cramps. Back pains are very normal every day now. Sometimes, my neck feels so heavy and I get headaches. My nipples even started leaking a bit and as it is new to me, I get so uncomfortable. That day, my dress got stains on the nipple part and Ruby noticed that. I go through all this, and you call me stupid?"

"… I did not. I never called you stupid," I said as she kept on crying. "Baby, I am extremely sorry if any of my remarks made you feel bad. But I never said you are stupid, nor do I think that way. You are not stupid, my love. And I admire how brave you are to go through all of this."

She stopped for a while and looked at me as if examining my face or thinking about something. "Ah… Now that I think about it, you did not call me stupid."

"Right? I told you. I never can call you that," I said, feeling instant relief inside me. "But, have your nipples started leaking?"

"… Yes… It is so… I know I am not supposed to feel uncomfortable about something so normal, but I can't help it…" Stay connected through empire

"Can I see it?"

"See what?" she asked, wiping the tears from her face. She had calmed down completely now. "Do you want to see my boobies?"

"Yeah. I mean, I never saw breasts licking."

"Well, since you have never been with another woman before and got her pregnant, of course, you haven't seen it before," she said, a little spiteful. "No, don't look at me like that. I am not jealous or mad or anything."

"Of course…"

She mumbled something under her breath. Honestly, I was not sure how to handle her mood swings. I had never faced anything like this before. If we had another kid, probably it would be easier for me to handle her as I would have had enough experience by then. Well, the first child had not come out yet. I probably should not think like this.

Besides, my wife seemed to be going through quite a lot of uncomfortable things. So, there was a probability that we might not have more.

"So, do you really want to see my breasts even though they are not pretty?"

"I know the shape and everything of your breasts, my love, to know if they are pretty or not," I said. "And in my opinion, they are the best."

"Alright…"

She was wearing her nightgown and most probably, was not wearing anything underneath. She always said how comfortable it was to wear a silk nightgown and nothing underneath it. It gave her a good night's sleep, as she said.

She took it off slowly, unconsciously being seductive. There was no chance or intention of her being seductive purposefully as she was literally yawning as she was taking it off while rubbing her nose as she said her nose felt tickly when she yawned.

As soon as she got naked, I had to literally pull the blanket and put it on my lap so my little buddy would not make an entrance.

"See? If you like touch them a little…," she muttered and pressed her breasts a little. They licked a bit. "Now, it's not as much as before. That one time, it was just way too much. But you can see the liquid.

Can you?"

"Yeah…," I said. "I didn't think you would start licking this quickly."

"Neither did I," she said. "I actually never thought about it in the first place for some reason. I think it kinda slipped my mind."

"My dear, it might sound ridiculous. But I think I would need twenty minutes to myself."

"Why?" she asked, confused.

"Well…"

I removed the blanket from my lap and showed her my problem. Her reaction was one of the things in my life that I did not expect.

"Oh? It's so big…"

"…"

"This is exactly as I remember. We had sex quite a while ago, huh?" she muttered under her breath, probably to herself. "The size is… Yeah, I remember correctly it seems. It is just right."

"Babe, will you…?"

"I actually wanted to have sex with you, but you were not initiating it, so I thought you were not ready or something and I did not say anything because I was shy."

"Shy?" I repeated. If anything, shy should be the last thing she was. "Baby, I am afraid I will need to solve this problem first. It doesn't feel good, you know, to leave it that way, 'cause I can't calm down like this."

"Do you want to have sex?"

"… Can we?"

It was probably one of the best things my wife had ever told me. The relief and excitement I felt at the same time were unimaginable.

After getting her permission, I almost forgot about being gentle. I grabbed her nape and brought her face closer to mine and pressed my lips on her. My actions told her about all my desires, that my voice I could not. How could I tell her that I wanted her naked body beneath mine and do all the dirty things to her?

I kissed her aggressively, biting and sucking her lips like candy. She could not keep up with me, but that was okay. I was more than enough to bring the action, to carry it on. and

Some people wanted money and thought no amount of money could be enough. To me, sex with her was like that. Even too much was not enough. I needed more and more. I could never get tired of it.

I traced her spine with my finger as I deepened the kiss. I needed to make up for the time I was away from her. All those times when I was away and whenever I got a little free time to myself, my mind was always filled with her, sometimes with innocent thoughts about her, and sometimes I would see her naked body in my mind.

She bit my lips and looked me deep in the eyes. It only turned me on even more. I pulled back from the kiss and flipped us so she was beneath me. I held her hair with my hand and started kissing her neck. She moaned and hugged me tightly.

"Don't stop," she whispered into my ear. "Don't stop until you make me moan. I want you to get me shaking, moaning, and screaming. I want you to drive me crazy and make me want to act like a slut."