4 Hairy Business

"Don’t hate me too. I am your husband." he whispered.

The warmth of his breath sent shivers up and down my spine. His words hit me like blows to the stomach, each one robbing me of breath.

Did the gods pity my poor, loving heart?

Did the gods change the way the world spins so I could experience this gentle and alluring side of Winston?

Or is it only my mind that’s playing tricks on me?

Will he really become my husband?

Since this was way too shocking for me, I failed to respond to Winston’s words. He smiled gently again before he tucked me in bed.

He said, "Recover your health first. We can slowly catch up to each other."

He patted me as if he were putting me to sleep, but I opened my eyes wider as I refused to wake up from this good dream. I am fine even though Winston was cold and rough, but experiencing this gentle side of him is bliss.

"Is this making you uncomfortable?" he asked.

"No. I slept for too long, I don’t need to sleep anymore." I sternly said, but Winston's response will cause my death.

Winston drew a beautiful smile to his handsome face.

Even if I could not completely see his smile because of his beard. His smile was radiant, lighting up my heart with warmth and joy.

I clasped my chest because I was overwhelmed by his glorious smile, yet he thought I was sick again. He held my other hand and looked at me with worry.

"What’s wrong?"

I can’t just say the truth, so I said, "I think I can feel better if I am not in this room."

Yes, I will feel better if there is some fresh air that can cool my body from getting heated because of his face. However, my chest will explode really soon because of Winston's unpredictable moves.

"W-why are you stripping me?" I asked.

I hold on to my underwear as if I were holding on to my life. I have been asleep for three years! Of course it's bushy down there!

"It’s okay. I have been taking care of you. No one touched you other than me."

I am supposed to be weak, so I can’t hold my underwear tighter. I gave up and let him strip me. The heat of embarrassment rushed into my face. I can’t believe that while I was in a coma, Winston personally took care of me. He acted normal seeing my body bare, so does that mean he sees my body every day, every moment he desires?

Did he really just take care of my body, or does he take care of himself too?

T-that’s unexpectedly lewd!

But wait, wait, wait!

Aaaahhh!

Who would want a bushy place?

I crossed my legs as I wanted to hide it, but Winston suddenly pulled me up and carried me on his arms.

"Sir, how much is the rent here? I feel like I can live in your arms!" I asked internally at the same time I was squealing inside my head.

My mind is screaming as I one by one fulfill one of the items on my bucket list!

He kissed me! He smiled at me! He calls me his wife! And now he carries me in his arms.

But my mind screams louder in joy after he puts me in the bath tub and helps me bathe.

Who? Who! Who is the god who made this possible?

Let me know, and I’ll worship you forever!

"I’m sorry. You might be really uncomfortable around me," Winston shared.

It instantly woke me up from being dazed, and I realized that I was making weird faces because I was working hard not to show how happy I am right now.

Let's forget about being rational! I don’t care if he has some sort of motive behind these acts! I can just die for him anyway. Let me just enjoy this moment!

"No. uh. W-why are you bathing me, though?"

"Ah. Since you want to go out, you have to hide your scent."

I immediately raised my arm and smelled my armpit, wondering if I really smelled that bad, and I looked at him confusedly when I didn’t smell any foul smell in me.

"You smell fine. This water will help you hide your healer’s scent."

"Am I not welcome here?"

I asked the most obvious thing in the world. But I only asked that because I thought the Lycans would finally be less hostile towards me after I became his wife; in the end, they were not.

"Not yet. Don’t worry. You’ll be safe with me."

He assured me with his gentle smile before he continued bathing me. His gentle touch really feels new to me, and it really filled my heart with joy.

The warm water that he poured all over my body brought calmness and refreshed my mind.

Every stroke of his hands on my skin brought a tingly feeling to my chest, and I yelped as he gently pressed his palm on my bushy area.

"W-wait!"

"Lycan’s sense of smell is very strong. We can’t leave any area unwashed." he explained while looking at my flushed face. He then picked me up and let me sit on his lap instead, thinking this would make me feel more comfortable.

"W-winston. Th…This.. Ugh!"

I stuttered as I worried that Winston would be the one who got uncomfortable because I was the one who was getting wet down there! I was about to panic even more, but suddenly he put the small bucket on my hands. I was not holding it with strength, as he was actually supporting me and helping me pour the warm water into me.

I was a little disappointed that he didn't continue to touch me, even if I was the one who panicked because of it. I just low-spiritedly washed myself while I was sitting on his lap.

"I’m sorry."

I apologized inadvertently.

Winston’s expression remained bright. He hugged me then and kissed me on the neck.

"It’s okay. I am your husband." he whispered. He then put me down and let me sit on the toilet. I flinched and instantly covered my face with my hands, which was pretty useless since I didn't entirely cover my eyes and still peeked through the gap between my fingers.

"W-what's going?"

"Ah, my clothes got wet."

Without warning, Winston flexed his abs in front of him. It was just his upper body, but it was enough for my mind to go crazy.

Also, I would like to thank the bathroom's lighting, which was so bright that I could clearly see the details of his muscles, his belly button, and his nipples.

Please, oh Lord, don't wake me up with this dream!

This is what I am dreaming of!

Unlike being forced to mate in a dark, smelly place, this thing is much better! It really fills my heart with lewdness! I mean, joy!

My heart, my mind, and my soul felt like they were in chaos as soon as Winston leaned into me and started sniffing me all over.

He then said, "You don't smell anymore. Let's go."

Winston threw his shirt on the floor and carried me in his arms again.

Me, who hasn't returned to the right mind yet, shamelessly replied, "Yes, Daddy."

Winston stopped walking and looked at me blankly. That's when I realized what the embarrassing words I said were.

Oh god! Please dig the ground for me! I'll jump to my grave right away!

I covered my face with my hands again, but this time I didn't have the shame to even peek.

"Haha, you can't call me Daddy. William will get confused."

"Y-yes. I'm sorry."

"Just call my name."

I don't know if whispering is a thing for a lycan, but he said those words in a hushed tone. Winston is not much help at calming my heart; he repeats his words more slowly.

"Just call my name, My Luceethe."