Beauty And Her Obsessors

🍋 Chapter 44: Getting caught

🛑🛑 WARNING SMUT AHEAD! 🛑🛑

3rd POV

As the sun climbed high in the sky, its rays bathed the rugged mountain peaks in golden light. Within an aged wooden hut nestled at their base, slivers of daylight began to seep through the cracks in the timeworn walls, illuminating the space where three people lay sleeping.

Alexander, in his wolf form, was the first to wake up. He yawned widely, drawing in the crisp morning air, his senses slowly awakening to the familiar surroundings. For a few moments, he lingered in a drowsy state, then his golden eyes surveyed the interior of the hut—the same rustic den he had once called home.

The morning light filtering through the wooden planks and the squawking of mountain birds outside made it clear that it was morning.

Alexander's gaze swept around the modest, timeworn space, eventually settling on his wife, Freya. She was sleeping peacefully beside him on the floor, which was made comfortable with layers of fur and hay, while Shino occupied the single bed.

Watching Freya's serene expression brought a wave of joy to Alexander, prompting him to wag his tail contentedly. Throughout the night, he had been the one to stay close to her, curling around her in his wolf form for warmth and comfort.

Now, in the light of morning, his brown, fluffy fur was tousled and messy, evidence of Freya's restless movements as she sometimes rolled over him, sometimes even resting atop his thick fluffy fur.

Alexander leaned in to give Freya a kiss, her hand instinctively shot up, blocking his approach. With his nose booping her cheek she groaned feeling as if something was too close to her. So Freya pushed his face away, which made Alexander pout in mock disappointment.

A golden aura enveloped him, sparkling brilliantly as it transformed Alexander back into his beastman form, leaving him completely naked. His tan skin was visible from head to toe.

Before starting his day, Alexander yearned for just one kiss from her. He lay beside her, pulling a blanket over himself as he snuggled close to his sleeping wife.

"Just one kiss," he murmured, his finger gently tracing Freya's bottom lip.

His gaze lingered on her face, slowly drifting down to her lips. The sight of her plump, rosy lips was so enticing that he found himself licking his own lips in anticipation. His golden eyes suddenly glinted with lust as he realized how, even in her slumber, Freya's mere presence seductively captivated him with just a single glance.

Alexander's cheeks flushed with a soft pink as he gazed at Freya, his sleeping wife, with an expression of sheer admiration. His fingers gently combed through her silky purple hair as he nestled closer, drawn irresistibly by the tranquil rhythm of her breathing and the adorable, light snores that escaped her lips.

In a tender moment, he planted a secret kiss upon her neck, his heart racing with anticipation as he leaned in to press his lips against hers. Just as their lips were about to meet, Freya's eyes fluttered open, her vivid blue eyes locking onto his golden ones.

Caught in the act, Alexander pulled back slightly, his eyes twinkling with mischief as they shared a silent long stare. A playful smirk danced on his lips when he noticed the rosy blush spreading across Freya's cheeks, her embarrassment palpable yet endearing.

"Good morning," he whispered, his voice low and affectionate. He finally claimed the kiss he had hesitated to steal moments before.

"Morning," Freya sighed, a mix of exasperation and amusement in her voice.

"Alex, were you watching me sleep the entire time?"

His wolf ears and tail perked up as he grinned, an honest. "Yes," he replied simply, his eyes sparkling with a mischievous light.