I Got Married To A Cursed Wolf - Chapter 1
Let’s shorten this story to the idiom ‘Once upon a time’. Once upon a time, in a country, there lived a cursed wolf.
The wolf loved the beautiful princess. Even the beautiful princess fell in love with the wolf. The two lived happily ever after.
Of course, there were some twists and turns along the way. For example, this scene, where everything is twisted like a thread, is actually the beginning of the wolf’s curse.
Through the frosted glass of the window in the dull stone library ceiling, the dimly-changing sunlight poured over her hair.
The palm-sized sunlight seemed to be stroking her black hair. A cold sweat dripped down her forehead. It’s not just the sunlight. A hot wind blew past my bare thighs, bare without any underwear. It was the breath of a wolf in her skirt.
I bit my lip to avoid that, but a rough breath came out. I dropped my muslin underwear on the red carpet and, leaning my back against the bookshelf, rolled my new blue dress up to my thighs.
“Can’t you spread your legs a little more?”
The wolf knelt down and looked inside my thighs as if it were gold. I closed my eyes tightly, but I couldn’t help but feel the wolf’s tenacious gaze even when I closed my eyes. I just wanted this time to pass quickly.
I wanted to tighten my thighs because it felt like I was going to faint
“Pull up the skirt a little more, okay?”
A very scratched voice. I opened my eyes and looked down. The wolf, who had been burying his head in the width of her skirt, noticed her gaze, and then pulls his head out of her skirt and looks at her.
“I can’t see well. Why are you standing. Can’t you sit down?”
“What are you trying to do in such detail? It’s over now.”
I was about to take my skirt down. But it was the wolf who grabbed my skirt first.
“You said you’d show me. After making a promise, why do you say two things with one mouth?”
“You’ve seen it all!”
“I haven’t seen them all! I mean, I didn’t see it!”
I’m not really crazy. I said I would show him, but this bastard is really crazy!
I lick my lower lip until it bleeds,
Biting and lying with my back on the bookshelf.
I sat down Because it was a dress with a fine back,
I could feel the texture of it on my skin.
It was stimulating. I felt like my face was going to explode. Moreover, opponent