Tangled By Fate

Arthur breathed heavily. He could feel her inside was taking his seeds. He imagined a small girl who had silver hair and a pair of emerald eyes. His imagination didn't stand long as she panted close to his ear.

He smiled contentedly and thought, 'This cute, lovable wife of mine…' He pressed his lips on her head. 'Only person who accepts me for who I am.' He gently caressed her back. 'I won't let her go.'

He noticed that she gradually calmed down. So, he asked her, "Care for another round?"

His question made the tired woman in his lap stiffen. Subconsciously, she tightened around him. His recently soft dick hardened in a second.

Arthur smirked. His fingers moved her semi-wet hair to the other side. Her slender neck was in clear view. He pecked on her nape and nuzzled his nose. His hands groped her buttocks and urged her, "Want more, my wife?"

"Mmmm..." His hot breath and whisper in a husky voice Veronica squirmed.

Growl!

She didn't have to answer with her mouth. Her stomach answered for her.

"Pfft!" Arthur chuckled. 'What timing!'

Veronica ducked her head. Humiliation couldn't let her lift her head. Her face, ears and neck were blushing hard.

Arthur hoisted her body and pulled him out of her.

"Umm…" due to friction, Veronica let out a soft moan.

Arthur's expression darkened. He nuzzled her and stated, "If you don't want me to eat you right now, you better control your mouth."

He carried her out of the bathtub and placed her on the counter beside the wall mirror.

Veronica gasped. She had no more energy left to continue. "What are you-"

"Don't worry. I'll just wipe your body. I'm not a tyrant enough to starve my wife to death right after our wedding," Arthur assured her. He got the towel from the counter to wipe her body.

Veronica's ears burned when he mentioned 'my wife'. She snatched the towel from him and said, "I'll wipe myself. You go wipe your body." She already fell in his trap once. She didn't want to fall into the same trap again.

When he agreed that there would be no more sex, she easily trusted him. 'I should have known better,' she thought.

Arthur noticed how guarded she was. He didn't force her. The predator already got his prey. He could slowly eat her. If he wanted to eat her in one day, she would never do it again. That would be quite a problem.

After wiping her body, Veronica wrapped the towel around her body and went to the bedroom. Arthur's bedroom was completely different from his office. His office was luxurious whereas his bedroom was simple. Only the bedsheet and pillow covers were of expensive silk. Other than that, he had a wooden table, two wooden chairs in the corner. On the other side, a set of couches and a tea table. There was also a huge wardrobe. Across the room was a balcony door.

'The view must be good from the balcony. I'll go there later,' she decided. After that, she opened the wardrobe door and found twenty sets of clothes and shoes. She opened some drawers and found pieces of jewelry.

She scratched her cheek. 'They are pretty but I'd prefer not to wear them. I should wear some clothes now.' She chose a cotton gown which was baby blue in color and white lace. She changed clothes and then unwrapped her hair. Her hair was wet. She sat on a chair and started to wipe her hair. All of a sudden, her hair became dry.

"Hmm?" Veronica observed her hair. 'I know I'm good at wiping my hair but didn't my hair dry too quickly? There is not a sign of water in my hair.'

"Do you like my magic?" Arthur asked from the bathroom doorway. He strode forward only wrapping a towel around his waist. Water drops dripped from his hair and rolled on his toned chest.

Veronica gulped at the sight and quickly looked away. "Put on some clothes," she demanded.

Arthur approached her with a mischievous smile on his lips. "I'm hurt. How come you are not calling me 'husband'?"

"You don't sound hurt," she mumbled. For some reason, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't face him. Her face was growing hot. She fanned herself to cool off.

Arthur leaned against the wooden table and then put his fingers under her chin. He lifted her face and asked her, "Do you want me to wear clothes?"

Veronica's face was flushed. She didn't reply to him. Instead, she asked him back, "Then, do you want to stay naked?"

Arthur cocked his head. His golden eyes flickered with amusement. "Hmm? I don't mind if that's what my wife wishes for. But I will also strip you naked. It's not fair for only me to stay naked when you wear clothes." His demand was loud and clear.

He could see steam rising from her head. "W-what?! Why should I be naked? If you want to stay naked, you can. Don't add me with you."

He calmly stated, "I won't do what I wish. I will only do what my wife wishes. What do you wish for me to do, my wife?"

Veronica pushed his bare chest. "Clothes! Put on some clothes!"

With his free hand, Arthur held her hands and told her, "I'll be hurt if you demand like this. Why don't you speak to me sweetly?"

"Sweetly?" Veronica's eyebrow twitched.

Arthur nodded. "Yes. Say, 'my husband, put on some clothes'."

Veronica's red lips quivered. She opened her mouth and repeated, "My husband, put on some clothes."

Arthur's eyes sparkled. She looked so cute when she said that. He probed her, "Say, 'my husband, I love you'."

'This guy really is… something.' Veronica puffed her cheeks in annoyance. "My husband, put on clothes quickly or I will say, 'I hate you'."

Arthur let out an evil smile. "Will you say that, my dear princess? Maybe I should take you to the bed and eat you right now. Forget about breakfast, all right?"