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His Werewolf Bride (Hatchet & ScarlettRose)

His kiss killed her cry as he pushed into her tightness. He was different from anyone she had ever been with and it took her a moment to adjust to him. Layla bit his lip as he teased her. Her womanhood greedily holding onto him. He had no idea how much fight she had in her. It was a Shewolf's nature to mate roughly. Teasing, wanting to mate but as soon as her mate would approach she would send them away with a bite or a sharp strike of her paw. "I'm only playing nice with you today." Layla warned him darkly with mischief skittering across her golden eyes as he made her confidence grow.

She held his gaze as he began to thrust slowly inside her. Completely at his mercy. Layla bit her lower lip to stop from moaning out loud until he pushed her up and deeper into the plushness of his bed. His hands coming to her ass holding on tight. Layla's own hands clawed at his back as she arched to meet his lips. "More." She breathed, not still quite believing she was making love to her husband. "Mmm you're incredible!" She startled having never felt such pleasure before in her life. No man had ever taken care to please her the way the Vampire was. Her nails digging into his back as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.
 
Chuckling at her warning, he continued to ravish her with kisses as he purred, his hands roaming up and around her body to learn every inch of her, squeezing her breasts and feeling her sides as he moaned, continuing to pound deeper within. He moaned and purred, gripping her hips as he complied with her demands until skin on skin was heard loudly throughout the room.

Unlike the wolves, vampires were much more secluded in their love life though Nile knew how to please a women in her deepest darkest desires and if she ever wanted to be shown off he could be talked into it.

"Come now sweetheart, come for me..." He murmured in her ear, his chest heaving knowing she grew closer and closer for him.
 
Layla moaned as her husband gave her everything she could ever want. He pleased her beyond measure. He fucked her harder as she demanded. Feeling his big balls slapping against her ass as she withered.

Nodding, seeing as she couldn’t seem to speak or form words beyond moans and cries of extracy; complying with his coaxing. She screamed her pleasure as she came so hard around his bare cock in her cunt.

Panting hard, she pulled a pillow on top of her face covering it. Her pussy still spasming around his length. “Oh the servants must have heard me!” She worried and she came down from her high.
 
Panting as he kissed her, showering her with affection as he slowly pulled from her, her cunt soaked and dripping with their mixture, his cock twitching still from the aftershock as he let out a raspy laugh.

"That's fine," he purred at her with a wide grin, "they can't and won't say anything to you my darling not to mention...I like it when you scream." He purred nuzzling her neck before laying down next to her pulling her close.

Nuzzling her, he was still in a predatory state as he pulled her close, nipping at her neck softly though not drawing any blood.
 
She mumbled unhappy when he pulled out but was comforted when he pulled her back into his arms. “I hope so.” She nuzzled into him loving the feel of his arms around her.

“I think that’s the best orgasm I’m ever had.” She sighed and then blushed, looking up into his eyes before capturing his lips in a passionate embrace. “What else do you like?” She smiled against his lips wanting to learn all the ways to please her husband.
 
He chuckled a bit at her words kissing her back as he played with her hair. They were bonded at least by mutual attraction now though they still had a ways to go. Purring softly as his breathing became centered once more, closing his eyes as she spoke to him. Nile opened an eye and chuckled once more pulling her closer to his strong chest.

"Telling you is mighty boring my dear, in fact I think I'll let you try whatever comes to that mind of yours...And we'll see how it goes." He mused softly kissing her forehead as he started to become drowsy.
 
Layla nuzzled into Niles neck as sleep took him away from her. She however, could not sleep. There was so much to process. She had just made love to her husband and it was shockingly good! Then there was the fact that this whole thing that started as a sort of punishment or rather an example to the community at large turned into . . . something actually amazing. There was no escaping the fact that she was falling in love with this vicious creature that should have been her enemy and yet, for all his faults and his temper, he had in fact treated her better than anyone had before in her entire life. He respected her and there was something about him that just made her blossom with confidence when he was by her side.

Layla wrapped her arm around his waist, kissing his cheek as he slept. The wedding reception as such was looming close. At least now she wouldn't have to pretend the affection she held for her husband as it was utterly genuine. However, Layla soon found herself frowning. . . Her father would not be happy. This is not what he sent her here for. But she didn't want to go along with his plan anymore. She didn't want to leave the safe haven of the Vampire's arms. . . But then she couldn't tell her father the truth either. She would do her best to avoid him after greeting him . . . On the other hand . . . Could she betray her pack and tell Nile the truth? Their relationship was so new and not quite on solid ground . . . Whatever she was going to do, Layla had to decide soon.
 
Nile woke with her, kissing her temple before slipping out of bed to get ready for the day. He had to deal with wolves killing off some of his clan members and when it came to the Lockhardt pack, he was incredibly brutal.

Locked in his study allowing her to roam the halls and library as she pleased while he hissed out orders to start trapping and skinning the wolves in retaliation.

At the end of the day, Nile walked outside, his expression guarded and didn't seem to hear or at least react to anything near him as he walked down the forest path to calm himself.

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He spent a good enough time with her while juggling his business and clan affairs, allowing her to meet some of the more high standing members when they had dinner meetings and the like. There was no horrid feeding party where human corpses were on the table like many wolves thought though there was a lot of what looked like red wine in their glasses.

Nile was a gentleman to say the least, though he enjoyed spending quiet times with her while reading a book until one day he left and was gone from the manor for most of the day until the doors opened in the dead of night, Nile scraping himself in holding his arm as his entire back was covered in glass shards, his eyes blood red.
 
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She smelt the blood before she recognised his scent. Layla had found the hours she kept to be all flipped upside down since she started living with the vampire. Her day's were here nights and her night's were her days. Thus, she had sat in the library curled up with Wigglesworth and a good book when she heard the doors slam open and then there was the silvery scent. Rushing to the balcony that overlooked the entrance hall, there was a collapsed figure on the floor, blood pooling around him and she knew instantly who it was . . . Her husband.

In a panic Layla rushed down to his side. Cradling his head in her lap as she was soaked in his blood. "Baby . . . Are you awake?! What happened?!" She didn't wait for an answer as she called to the servants. Ignoring their looks of shock and questions. Layla ordered them to call the doctor. There was too much blood loss, too much glass in his back as the servants moved their master to his bed, gently as possible. Layla did not leave Nile's side.

Stroking his head as her other hand worked with a wet flannel to clean as much blood as possible as they waited for help but it was an impossible task and her hand shook as the more blood she wiped and drained the more oozed. " . . . You can't leave me." She chocked, tears in her eyes as she felt his life force fading. He could die. Couldn't leave her! The only man that had ever loved her and . . . the only man she could ever love. Layla pressed a tender kiss to his lips. "I love you Nile. Please." She begged. "Please don't leave me."
 
Gritting his fangs as he was handled, blood was pouring at him at a fast and heavy pace as he was lifted to the infermery. Niles top advisors entered the manor not long after he became stable, no one asking her to leave his side.

The elder vampires however snorted at her presence before looking down to their prince.

“My liege we must think of a counter attack to that pack of mutts or at least to Amelia.”

Nile snarled lowly at him his hand having a tight grip on Layla’s hand. “Silence. It’s too close to the summit. If we attack again and fail the council will have us burning in the desert sun- argh...” Nile winced straining himself, the stress the elder were causing only hindering. “Doctor...I need blood.” He growled, his voice like a feral beast.
 
Layla ignored the elder vampire's cutting looks in her direction. She was far too consumed with worry for Nile to care what another vampire thought about her. She cared nought for anything but her husband. He was paler than usual but he was awake and breathing, that was the main thing. The important thing she held onto. His hand was crushing hers but she made not a sound. Not a peep of complaint as she stroked his golden blonde hair from his eyes.

It was clear he was in unmanageable pain and tears brimmed her eyes again. Layla could bare to see her proud, strong vampire husband in such a state. It angered her profusely. Especially when she heard it was her own kind that did this to him though she was aware he had many enemies. She was losing the little love she bared for her own kind. When Nile baulked and begged the doctor for blood, Layla lifted the hand that was still held by his and bought her wrist to his mouth.

"Drink." She told him, looking down at his head in her lap as he laid face down. Her other hand stroking his cheek, leaning down she kissed him passionately. "I need you to heal . . . for me." She breathed against his lips.
 
"Miss no, its too dan-" The doctor moved to grab her and pull her back by her shoulder, but Nile's hand came down onto his, his grip shattering the other vampire's bones as he cried out. With his other hand, he grabbed his wife by her bleeding wrist, but his fangs didn't sink into her arm, they pointed straight for her neck as they cut through skin until she was bleeding for him.

He did not ask, at this point he didn't really care, he was but a beast as he fed from her, though the little bit of humanity left in him kept an ear on her vital levels knowing the consequences if he were to drain her then and there.

His wounds started to close up and heal, not leaving any scarring. Reluctantly, he pulled from her leaving Layla quite lightheaded, but with his newfound strength he held her so she would not topple, his chest heaving as his fangs slowly retracted.
 
Everything happened so quickly. She tried to tear her grip out of the doctors. Layla didn't care how dangerous it was. The only thing the werewolf cared about was saving the only man she had ever loved. There. She thought as she wept. She'd said it. She loved the Vampire. She was in love with the vampire and she'd do anything to save him. Her life was worth nothing anyway and it'd be worth even less without him.

However, the decision was taken out of her hands, or rather the doctors as Nile crushed the man's arm. The next thing she could feel was teeth sinking into the tender skin of her neck. She cried out at the sharp piercing of flesh but there was no sound, no resistance after that. She could feel her blood being sucked out by her husband and she gave it freely. Every second that passed, she felt lighter and fainter.

Layla didn't care. She didn't know how long he'd been drinking from her when he pulled away. All she knew was he was stronger for it as she lolled against him. With just enough strength to look up and kiss his bloodied lips. "I love you Nile." She managed to whisper before she lost consciousness.
 
The doctor stumbled back to the floor gritting his teeth knowing if he spat insults at his vampire lord, his lord would soon spit death upon him. Nile in truth was nothing more than a massive dick, others had tried to explain that to Layla beforehand but it didn't seem their words got through or she simply didn't care.

Nile's rusted eyes glanced over to the doctor and snapped his fingers as his servants yanked the man to his feet and escorted him out.

His gaze returned to his lover as she confessed once more to him, but he didn't speak instead his fangs shot out once more as he bit into her before she lost complete consciousness. There below her ear he laid a love bite on her neck, giving her enough venom, a tiny amount that would only leave her tissue to scar so the mark would stay as his arms tightened around her.
 
It must have been hours that passed because when Layla awoke she was groggy like she’d gone ten rounds and the stars twinkled in the night sky outside.

There was a tingling feel against her neck and her fingers came up to examine the skin coming across two bumps and then everything rushed back and she whipped around where she slept to make sure he was okay.

“Nile?” She shook the figure next to her. “Are you okay? Please tell me your okay?” She pleased in a whisper.
 
They had been moved to their quarters as he slept though still dressed in the tattered clothing he had when he entered the manor. Laying beside her, his arm around her sleeping form as his brows furrowed as she spoke to him but he did not open his eyes.

Grabbing the back of her head, his grip firm as he quickly silenced her for a moment by pressing her face to cuddle into the crook of his neck before slowly answering her question.

"Yes dear, I'm fine." He mumbled in a raspy voice not caring for being shaken awake as the grip of her head loosened allowing her to move around once more.
 
Although he gripped onto her like an object layla instantly relaxed knowing he was alive and well. Her hard beating heart slowed down into a more normal pace.

Breathing in the scent of his skin she relaxed into the crook of his neck, draping her arm around his waist and pulling closer as he loosened his grip.

Layla kissed the side of his neck. Content, she breathed in deeply and happily. “What happened?” She asked after a long moment. “I was so scared I was going to lose you.” Her voice cracked and her warm tears could be felt against the skin of his neck as the memory of horror and fear came back to her with vengeance at the thought of something harming him.
 
"Oh stop this nonsense." He murmured to her softly as he wiped the tears from her eyes as they started to fall. Nile leaned over and kissed her cheeks and lips before turning fully on his side with a slight wince as he purred, nuzzling her neck and jawline trying to get her to at least give him a smile.

"It'll be alright, but for the next few weeks I need to lay low. Luckily for you that means you have more time with me at the manor." He teased her lightly as he kissed her temple, playing with her hair to sooth both himself and her.

"Mh...It pains me to have worried you...I suppose I could have planned that little revenge tactic a little better..."
 
Layla sniffled, trying to stop her blubbering at his command. She purred happily as he nuzzled and kissed her skin.

“I am lucky.” She smiled at the thought of having him to herself. “Maybe we can do something or go somewhere? Anyway from here?!” The thought of not seeing or running into any Were here seeming more and more appealing.

“I am just glad you are alright . . . I don’t want to be without you. Ever.”
 
Blinking he pulled back and cocked a brow at her. "I suppose...We could go somewhere. Where were you thinking?" He mused, having capable hands to take care of his affairs at the manor and within his clan as he leaned down, nipping and kissing her as she spoke to him, the vampire purring lightly to his mate enjoying being affectionate to her.

"I'll take you wherever you wish, just name it." He mused, the one thing he was perhaps the best at was spoiling his lover as he pulled her closer to his chest, being a bit careful from still being in a bit of pain from the attack.
 
Layla giggled as she tried to talk but was constantly interrupted by Nile’s kisses. And she was only a weak Were and could not resist the taste of the Vampire she was falling in love with. Her tongue met his and delved deeper. She wanted all of him. More of him. She didn’t think she could possibly ever wanted anyone so badly before she’d met him.

“Ummm.” Pulling away, Layla stopped his nipping and kissing by placing a soft hand against his mouth and keeping it in place so she could get her words out.

“Well . . . You are rather rich?” She asked him rhetorically. “ . . . I want to see where you were born and grew up. Show me your France Monsieur Nile.”
 
Nile let out a grumble when she placed her hand over his mouth as his eyes moved to her, raising a blonde brow. Taking in her words he shifted so he rested his head on her breasts, being at least somewhat behaved as he listened, watching her with rusted eyes.

"Mh...I did purchase my old home to keep it with me...I suppose I could take you to France my dear...Especially since you seemed to have lived quite the sheltered life in your pack." That was one of the things Nile complained about, he didn't like a wife of his to be forced into a life of isolation and he knew he had the resources to fix that. "When were you thinking of going? Perhaps after the summit or...Reception as the council calls it? We could wind down after that."
 
She liked his eyes on her. There was something so piercing and honest in his gaze. When Layla had first met Nile she had found that same stare unsettling. Now she understood what it truly was, it was a gaze that could see into a persons soul.

“After the reception sounds perfect.” She stroked his hair as he rested his head against her breast. “I’m sure I’ll need to relax after how tense that’s going to be . . .” The thought of the reception filled her with dread, knowing she’d have to face her father who’d be expecting some information from her and her vampire husband. Information that would lead to his downfall and she no longer wanted that. She loved this man, she could never betray him. “Nile? . . . Do you promise you’ll never leave me no matter what?”
 
Sighing as she questioned him, he rolled off her and rested beside his wife staring at the ceiling in thought. "...My dear, promises are lies not yet birthed. Let me put it this way, don't give me a reason to leave you such as betray me...Try to murder me in my sleep...Lay with another man or what have you...And I will stay by your side indefinitely."

Turning to look at her his gaze was honest but he wouldn't budge on his answer to her, he couldn't blindly promise anyone especially since their relationship was still very fresh.

"But if I am to be honest, I have a feeling I don't have to worry about anything like that from you, love." Chuckled Nile still unknowing of what was to become at the reception.
 
His words rested rather uneasily with her. Maybe it was the guilt although the betrayal had not yet taken place but that was a promise in and off itself. She was stuck and no matter what happened, the fact was . . . Layla was going to close. She would always come out it defeated just like her entire life. She was a fool to think there could ever be true happiness for her. She wanted to tell him what was being orchestrated. The words were on the very tip of her tongue. A sound escaped her lips but no words followed. Years of being used and abused in all the ways imaginable left her with no esteem and underneath it all she was just a frightened mutt who had been beaten into submitting.

"Sometimes betrayal is unintentional or . . . because people don't have a choice." She said in a small voice before turning on her side to face away from him, not being able to look him in the eyes.
 
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