Chapter 113 Visiting the inlaw
“Ugh.” I groaned silently. My waist and whole body hurt so much. I extended my hand towards my waist and slowly massaged my aching waist.
Upon recalling how last night ended, I gnashed my teeth together. Wyatt is really too much! Not letting go until I blacked out, despite how I pleaded.
My eyelashes fluttered twice before I finally opened my eyes to find myself in Wyatt's and my bedroom, where I blacked out after being unable to take that lustful beta. Sorry. I mean Alpha's stamina.
I whimpered and attempted to stretch my body, only to feel that something was wrong.
Immediately, I looked down to see that I was lying on top of Wyatt.
My eyes widened slightly, understanding that that was how we must have slept all night.
Wait!!!
My face flushed upon realizing that the two of us were still connected down there, even though I felt clean.
I understand that Wyatt must have cleaned me up before entangling us together. Which means Wyatt purposely did so! The thought of it made my heart skip a beat.
Danger! It's definitely danger! I could feel it coming.
My eyes flashed, and I gulped the forming saliva due to nervousness.
Waking on top of Wyatt, doesn't that mean…
The thought of blacking out due to intense pleasure again this morning immediately flashed through my brain, and I couldn't help shivering.
I took a deep breath, smacked my lips, and gently clenched my fist. I must go all out in one move. I must be extremely quiet. I can't let Wyatt…
“Don't move or bear the consequences.” Wyatt's deep, husky, seductive tone suddenly sounded next to my ear.
I froze, and I shuddered fearfully upon realizing that Wyatt was awake. Since when? My lips parted slightly.
“You're awake?” Although I tried to ask in a calm voice, my voice betrayed me and ended up shaky. I raised my head to look into Wyatt's eyes.
Wyatt's lips curved slightly. His black eyes were clear as if he had woken up for a long time. Moreover, his deep black eyes had turned exceptionally darker and deeper due to the lustful glint that kept flickering in his orbs.
Wyatt simply lowered his head to kiss me, and before I knew it, I was flipped under him.
My head rang in alarm, and I quickly stretched out my hand to object, but casually, he raised his right hand and used it to pin both of my hands above my head.
Tears pooled in my eyes. Didn't Wyatt claim that if I didn't move, I wouldn't bear the consequences? It turns out that he lied to me. Such a jerk! Men are jerks not to be trusted…
Before I could complete my sentence, I was pressed down by Wyatt. Soon, I was lost under Wyatt, and I had to cry and beg him repeatedly, saying. “Wyatt is different from other men; hubby isn't a jerk. Hubby should be trusted.”
After he mistakenly heard my accusation through the mind-link.
…..
I slowly massaged my waist and followed Wyatt while taking a slow stride, one after the other.
I kept staring daggers at Wyatt, whose hands were elegantly tucked in his pocket, staring at me with vivid amusement in his black eyes.
It turns out that Wyatt planned to take me out today, yet he kept tossing me about the bed fiercely.
It was when the time clocked 10:21 a.m. that he reluctantly let go of me.
And even when I refused to get bathed by Wyatt, he pretended to concur, only to sneak in to eat me again and again. How won't I be infuriated?
“Ugh!” I ruffled my hair and smacked my lips together grudgingly.
Having an alpha isn't easy. Not at all.
Not only do I have to look out to avoid getting eaten until the state of a blackout, but whenever I'm in his vicinity, he will be the one to choose my outfit for the day.
I took a look at the dress I wore and huffed in displeasure.
Currently, I am in a turtleneck, long-sleeved, shapeless gown that stretches to my ankle. I sighed and huffed immediately.
Thankfully, my beauty is enough to pull the dress off, or else I will look like a grandma in it. Wyatt dressed me in such a way that my beauty would be low-key, and my shape wouldn't stand out.
“Grumbling doesn't look cute, babe.” Wyatt suddenly whispered next to my ear, and before I knew it, he bridal-carried me.
“Ah, Wyatt!” I squealed in shock and hurriedly wrapped my hands around Wyatt's neck, but…
Upon recalling his words, I snapped out of it and glared daggers at him again. It’s because of whom I am grumbling? As if I grumbled before! Huff! Wyatt placed me in his luxurious car before he got in after me. He positioned me on his lap immediately, indifferent to my glare and sulking.
Wyatt lowered his head next to my ear wickedly and said, “So seducing. I don't mind going for more… RIGHT NOW.” He said sinisterly, enunciating the right now.
Wyatt’s hand suddenly tightened on my waist, and he bit my earlobe sensually.
I jolted and extended my hand to push myself away from Wyatt before hurrying to a corner. I wrapped my hands around my shoulder and stared at him defensively. Thinking of how last night started in the car and ended in the bedroom and different parts of the house, I quickly closed my lap.
Who's seducing him? I almost glared at him, but upon recalling his warning, I looked away immediately, not wanting to end up like last night.
Wyatt chuckled enigmatically and began to run his hands through my hair, obviously to get a reaction out of me.
I bulged my cheeks and smacked his hands before huffing at him. Such a two-faced person; how's he a cold person? Huff! “Cute,” Wyatt pronounced with a mischievous smirk and extended his hands to poke my bulging cheeks.
I glared at Wyatt in fury. Can he stop teasing me? Doesn't he know I'm currently annoyed at him? I ran my hand through my hair and yelled inwardly.
Yet, Wyatt continued poking until I had to cover my cheeks and glare at him.
Unfortunately, Wyatt wasn’t done; instead, he tugged at my hand fiercely.
Immediately, I crashed into his chest, causing my eyes to pool with tears. Such a bully. Such a big bad bully.
My lips parted to accuse him, but before I could, his big hand began to massage my back earnestly, but not without fondling me unrestrainedly.
I didn't bother saying a word, knowing that no matter how much I did, Wyatt wouldn't pause his actions.
Moreover, getting massaged was better than getting my cheeks poked repeatedly.
I squinted my eyes drowsily and closed my eyes to properly lay in his embrace and listen to his powerful heartbeat.
After 30 minutes or so, Wyatt's car drove into a grand-looking mansion before it came to a stop.
The driver quickly alighted the car, and without being told, he opened the door on Wyatt's side respectfully.
Wyatt effortlessly carried me in his arms, elegantly alighted the car, and began to walk the mansion with familiarity.
I eyed the grand and luxurious mansion and tilted my head in curiosity. “Where are we?” I inquired.
Earlier, I thought Wyatt planned to take us on a date, especially when he didn’t let us eat breakfast except for light snacks, and seeing that he brought me to a mansion instead made me curious.
Wyatt hooked my hands around my neck before he honestly responded, “Visiting the in-laws.”
“Visiting the what?” My eyes widened in shock, and I tried to jump down from his hold due to panic, but his hand restrained me from doing so.