The Substitute Bride Is Reborn and Loves Her Husband No more - Chapter 77
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Chapter 77: I dare him to claim me
When the fire comes, it cannot be stopped. It cannot be controlled. Rose would be untamed, like a wild animal.
Rolan led her into the bathroom of the private hospital. Every VIP patient had their own bathroom, so it was not a problem for them. No one would see them there. No one would come.
Finally inside, Rolan pinned Rose against the soft tiles of the bathroom wall, letting out his beast. At that moment, his hands impatiently ripped her shirt apart, exposing her well-rounded breasts to him. Her breasts were firm, pink, and perfectly shaped.
His eyes lingered on them, and she could tell just how much he wanted to ravish them with his tongue right now and there.
Rose looked into his eyes and gulped as he stared at her hungrily. She was having second thoughts—was she supposed to be confused? Should she tell him to stop?
But that was not what her wolf wanted. She couldn’t let her suffer anymore. She had already bathed in too much cold water, trying to suppress the heat.
But now, with the chance right in front of her, why should she ignore this feeling?
“If you’re just going to stare at me like that and do nothing, I’m leaving,” Rose threatened, her eyes sassy as she met Rolan’s intense gaze.
Inside, she lamented that it was all for Yuna. The wild shouldn’t suffer anymore.
“So, you’re getting impatient?” Rolan smirked, his hand holding her face, his eyes gleaming with amusement. A smile spread across his lips.
“You’re ordering me… ordering me to touch you? I like this vibe coming from you, dear Rose,” he murmured.
She hissed softly as the heat burned her face in a good way. His touch ignited every part of her, making her body burn hotter.
The sensations overwhelmed her, and she feared she might lose control. It was too much. And worse—she feared she might get pregnant if this continued.
“Where are the condoms?” Rose asked, frowning. The thought lingered in her mind. She didn’t want this moment to lead to a baby. It was mating season, the time when wolves were most likely to conceive.
Rolan looked at her with a frown, his hand roaming aggressively over her waist.
“Don’t you want to carry my child?” His voice was a low growl, his werewolf instincts flashing in his darkened gaze.
“It’s not that,” Rose stammered, turning her face away, unsure of what to say.
Even without looking at him, she could feel his piercing gaze burning into her.
“You don’t want to carry my child. Yes or no?” His question came again, sharper this time.
She wanted to scream.
No.
She wanted to have another cute little bun, and Tobi was already his child. If she had another baby with him… she might never be able to run away. Because that child might tie them together forever.
“Don’t you want me, Rolan?” she whispered in his ear, suddenly wrapping her arms around his neck. Raising her thigh, she pressed herself against him.
She saw his eyes flicker with emotions—desire, hesitation, something deeper.
Rolan’s eyes darkened, a glint flickering in them—one Rose couldn’t quite understand. It sent shivers down her spine, yet deep inside, she knew exactly what it meant. His gaze devoured her, as if he were about to eat her alive.
“Well, since dinner is offered at my table, of course, I can’t reject it,” Rolan smirked, making Rose raise a brow.
Before she could react, he caught her lips in a heated kiss. This time, she knew it wouldn’t end with just a kiss. The way he moved, the intensity of his touch—it felt like he was about to consume her whole, making her feel as if her soul might leave her body.
His hands were wild, sliding her skirt down. She felt his urgency, as if he wanted to rip it apart, but instead, he hesitated—considering her. Instead of tearing the fabric, he pushed it down slowly.
Her body heated with every one of his actions.
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“Hmm,” she bit her lip as his hand suddenly found her panties. He slid his fingers down, pressing against her already-soaked core.
His touch was like a sorcerer casting a spell, drawing her into a realm of pure magic.
“You’ve got skills, Mr. Rolan,” she murmured breathlessly, the words slipping out before she could stop them. She wanted to bite her tongue the moment she said it, but right now, the beast had driven her past reason.
“Ahhh,” she let out another moan as his fingers finally entered her.
Rolan had long fingers—ones that could fuck her just like a cock would if he wanted. And that was exactly what he was doing now.
His fingers thrust into her repeatedly, making her shake. He could go harder, but because she was clinging to his body instead of leaning on the wall, he couldn’t go as fast as he wanted.
Realizing this, Rolan shifted, moving forward, so she was pressed against the cold wall.
His next pace left her gasping, the only words she could manage slipping from her lips was her breathless plea.
“Oh my god, Rolan,” she moaned, crystal tears forming in her eyes.
He was thrusting into her with just his fingers, and she was moaning like a slut. She couldn’t believe herself—couldn’t believe this was her.
“Say my name more,” Rolan commanded, his voice hoarse, his eyes drinking in her messy, lust-filled face.
Then, without warning, he added another finger, making it two. The thickness inside her stretched her, almost like the real thing. He thrust harder.
She became a moaning mess.
Between her gasps, she suddenly felt his fangs graze her neck. Her eyes widened in fright.
“Rolan, stop!”
He didn’t seem to be in control anymore. He was pleasuring her, while leaving himself unsatisfied—and now, his instincts screamed at him to mark her. To claim her.
But she didn’t want to be marked.
“Fuck me, Rolan. If you’re a man and not just a beast,” she challenged, glaring at him, masking her fear.
Rolan looked at her with an innocent, confused expression, his tongue running over his fangs as if regretting not marking her sooner.
She narrowed her eyes at him. The bastard was pretending to be innocent.
“Fuck me,” she hissed.
She had been too caught up in talking to realize that Rolan had already undone his pants. His member was now free.
He lifted her thigh, positioning himself, and with a single thrust, he was inside her.
“Ahh,” she moaned, struggling to adjust to his size. Even though she was already dripping wet, there was no time to rest—he started moving inside her immediately.
“Rolan… Rolan…” she called his name between gasping moans, her cries merging with the sound of their bodies colliding.
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