133: 7 The Wedding Night

7 The Wedding Night

Sibyl’s POV

He seemed to be in a hurry. After taking off my wedding dress, he rudely tore off my petticoat.

Now all I have on me is a translucent pink dress.

He could see me naked through this dress.

His eyes went down from my face to my chest. His breathing became heavy, and the hot breath of the alcohol sprayed on my chest as he breathed.

His eyes began to turn red, and he looked at me with possessive eyes.

He looked like a cheetah ready to pounce on his prey at any moment.

I'm a little scared.

He reached into my dress and held one of my breasts.

I felt my brain explode.

His movements were gentle at first. But as he breathed harder, the strength of his hands grew.

My breasts were shaped under his hands. I felt a strange sensation. I wanted to cry and scream, but all I could do was bite my lip and grab the sheet with both hands.

He began to pinch my n.ipples. He seemed very interested in my breasts, and his every touch was tingling with excitement.

Oh, why does it feel like that? My n.ipples seemed to concentrate all the nerves in my body, and as he kneaded, my body trembled slightly.

Please stop……

He looked up into my eyes.

“Is this how you serve your husband? You're like a log.”

Is he mad?

I'm a little flustered. Recalling my prenuptial lessons, I raised my hand with a shudder and untied the belt of his tunic.

I remember that a wife should undress her husband and then hold him naked.

“Damn it, stop biting your damn lip.”

He seemed to have run out of patience, pressed down on me again, and kissed me madly. His legs pressed down on mine so I couldn't resist, and one of his hands tore my underwear.

The pain and shame overwhelmed me, and I could only catch my breath to ease my anxiety.

“Don't breathe like that...” his voice became hoarse.

He got up from me and took off the last of his clothes impatiently.

He appeared to me naked. The muscles in his chest and arms were larger than I had expected, and now they were more prominent and stronger with excitement.

He raised his hand to pull the curtain on the bed, we instantly entered a dark and ambiguous space.

The Darkness and privacy made him even Wilder. He hugged me in bed, nibbling my lips and neck while caressing my breasts and buttocks.

He became more and more excited, his hands were pinching my buttocks, I felt the pain in the shudder, and my eyes were wet.

“Damn it!” He whispered.

I thought that was the pain of our wedding night.

It was not until his hand touched my mysterious garden that I wriggled in surprise.

Why is he touching that part of my body?

Why is that part wet?

My squirming piqued his interest. His strong limbs pinned me to the bed, and he forced my legs apart.

His red eyes were fixed on my secret garden, which was getting wet.

I saw Adam's apple move and he swallowed.

What's he doing?

Then I felt a strange feeling in my thigh.

A thick, hard, hot thing pressed against my thigh.

My face turned white all of a sudden. I recognized it as a man's D.ick, but his D.ick was bigger than the man's in the book the servant showed me.

Is this thing gonna get inside me?

How is that possible?

My fear was at its peak, and I said with a trembling cry, “Please, no...”

But my pleading didn't work. His D.ick pressed against my garden. “It's your duty as a wife.”

I closed my eyes in despair.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

“Who?” Nuri shouted angrily. His expression was terrible at the moment.

God, save me. I pray in my heart.

“Sir Nuri Rodriguez,” said the trembling voice of a knight outside the door, “We have found several spies in the army from the Golden Dragon tribe. They took advantage of today's wedding to infiltrate the castle and tried to set fire at night.”

This is a big deal that must be dealt with.

Nuri stayed on top of me. He took a few deep breaths and got up to get dressed.

He left the room without a word as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Amy, my maid, slipped into the room. She opened the curtain on the bed and asked me in a low voice. “Are you all right, My Princess?”

Hearing this familiar and concerned voice, I couldn't help but cry softly on my pillow.

“How are you?” Amy's voice sounded worried.

“I'm fine.”

Amy looked up at me by Candlelight. She covered her mouth and shouted in surprise, “Princess Sibyl, What's wrong with your body?”

I looked down at my body, which was covered with red marks of kisses, bites, and scratches.

“What did he do to You?”

I can't answer that question. It was a nightmare, and I'm still shaking. 0

“I'm tired. I want to sleep.”

Amy nodded. “I'm on duty at the door. Call me if you're not feeling well.”

“Thank you, Amy,” I said, cowering under the covers, burying my head in it, and weeping silently.

“It's your duty as a wife.”

I thought of his words.

Is that what being a wife is all about?

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Nuri’s POV

I rode off into the army. The cold wind of the night blows on my face and calms my inner desire.

I was a little upset.

I lost control of myself tonight. I was going to go into the Bridal chamber and humiliate her and leave, but I almost f.ucked her.

Damn it, every time I see her big, watery eyes and innocent expression, I can't help myself. Not to mention the sexy outfit she's wearing tonight.

I took a deep breath. That's okay. She is my bride, and I can take away her virginity which is the right of a husband.

I thought of her naked body in the dark under the translucent dress.

Her breasts, her waist, her hips, and her panting...

Hell, if it wasn't for these spies, I'd have finished my wedding night by now.

The thought of my p.enis entering her body made me hard again.

I have mixed feelings right now. On the one hand, I know that she is the daughter of my enemy and I should not have any feelings for her; on the other hand, I do desire her body, and I have an uncontrollable crush on her in bed.

It seems that the Emperor and Queen's plan was partially successful. They sent me a woman I couldn't refuse.

However, I will not be infatuated with her. I will not forget the suffering of my family. I will have my revenge on the royal family sooner or later.

As for Princess Sibyl, she is now my wife. If she is docile enough and could please me in bed, I can forgive her and give her a room to live in my castle. As for the rest of the royal family, none of them can escape.

I feel much better thinking about it.

She's just a woman.

At the camp, the spies from the Golden Dragon tribe have been captured. They were smart enough to choose my wedding day to carry out their plan. However, my attention was not focused on the wedding. I had set a trap for them a few days before.

Golden Dragon has been killed by me. These spies are just the last of their strength. Not enough to be feared.

The only thing that makes me angry is that they ruined my wedding night.

“Cut off their heads and hang them on the walls for seven days. Let the other enemies who want to send spies look at them. This is what happens when they go against me.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Check the identities of all the Knights. I don't want any more spies in my army.”

“Yes, sir.”

I rode around the barracks to make sure the knights were safe before heading home. Everyone knows that tonight is my wedding night and I don't want to show that I'm in a hurry to get home.

When I returned to the door of the Bridal chamber, the servant on duty had fallen asleep leaning against it.

I didn't disturb anyone and crept into the room.

The room was very quiet. The candle has burnt out. The room is darker than when I left.

I went to bed, intending to continue what I had not done before.

When I opened the curtain, my wife was already asleep.

I'm a little angry. Is it not the wife's duty to wait for her husband and serve him before she falls asleep?

According to my old rules, I wouldn't hesitate to wake her up, fuck her hard, and get her out of the room.

No woman can stay in my bed all night. That's my rule.

Just as I was about to wake her up, I saw the tears on her face.

My wife, the daughter of my enemy, curled up in a corner of the bed, looking pathetic and helpless, with tears on her face.

I felt a twinge of annoyance.

Damn it! I'm not in the mood for sex right now. I took off my clothes and lay in bed with her.

She's got a nice smell to her body. It was like Convallaria Majalis, and also a hint of citrus freshness that made me feel strangely calm.

I closed my eyes and smelled it, and my mood improved a little

Well, for the sake of the smell, I'll let her sleep in my bed tonight.

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