A Clingy Husband

"You do not need to lie," the stranger said with a pained smile. He had kissed her to stop her from speaking further.

"Wait, you're drunk. You should go to sleep," Diana tensed when the man who insisted to be her husband suddenly grabbed her by the waist and held her against his body.

"Then you shall sleep with me," the man said and captured Diana's lips again as she was about to say something. She tried to push him away but he only held her tighter. "Do you hate me that much?" the man said looking all too melancholic that Diana felt like she was being mean.

"No, it's not that I hate you," Diana replied as she tried to give some space between their bodies.

"Are you actually repulsed by my touch?"

"No. It's not like that. I just - " he cut her off with a kiss before she could continue.

"You do not have to lie," he grimaced.

"So much time had passed Diana. Please let go of that man," he said and kissed her again. He pinned her hands behind her back when she pushed him away. She was enlightened once again of how much stronger he was compared to her. The stranger opened her mouth and invaded it. He tasted of liquor and something sweet.

"You're drunk. You should get some rest," Diana managed to say between ragged breaths when he finally stopped. "We will talk tomorrow when you're sober."

"Why can you not forget about him? I am your husband now. I should be the one you are thinking about," the man replied instead.

His eyes were so full of emotion that Diana wanted to retreat. She did not know how to deal with him when she did not even understand how was the relationship between this man and his wife. She could not reply to the man at all since she did not know what was appropriate to say and what was not.

"Come here," the man suddenly dragged her to his bed. His irises had changed to a red color and he was oozing with a dangerous aura once again.

"Wait. Calm down," she tried to stop the man but he ripped her clothes instead. Diana could only gawk as the beautiful and probably expensive dress she was wearing was torn to shreds.

'This won't be my responsibility anymore, right? He ripped it apart not me, so if that dress was expensive, they could only blame him,' Diana thought. She did not want to be indebted and not allowed to leave because she could not afford to pay for an expensive dress.

Before she could think further, they were already both naked on the bed with the stranger hovering over her, her hands pinned above her head.

"I am your husband now, Diana. Think only of me," the man said and attacked her with a deep kiss that left her weak and breathless, her mind a mess. She did not understand why the man's kisses tasted so sweet that she wanted more of it. Her body was feeling weird and she was not innocent to not understand that her body was craving for the alluring man on top of her.

It must have been because the body was not hers. It was craving for the stranger without her permission that his warm pecks on her neck sent shivers all over her. The man caressed her body and lavished her breasts with his mouth and her core burned with desire.

'What is going on? This body is far too sensitive. He just touched it a little and it's already making me lightheaded. This is not fair. I don't want to cheat on my husband a second time but I am in the body of this man's wife. What should I do?'

But before Diana could even ponder on what to do, she felt him plunge deep into her. And she realized that it did not hurt at all because her body was already wet and ready to accept him.

The man groaned and cupped her face with both hands. He said, "Look at me, Diana. Look at me. I am the one who is inside you. I am the one making you feel this way."

Diana looked at the man on top of her. She should have been scared at his eyes that had turned red. But those same eyes looked so desperate like he was clinging to his only hope in life. She blinked twice before gazing at the beautiful man that looked too miserable despite doing something that should have been pleasurable.

She gently cupped the man's face. The miserable look on his face did not suit him at all. She did not know if it was pity or guilt. Or perhaps the fact that his hard member that was buried deep inside her felt so good that she wanted him to move and mess her up. Perhaps all of it.

Diana wrapped her arms around the stranger's neck and kissed him. Somehow, she wanted to comfort him. When she opened her eyes after the kiss, the stranger's eyes had returned to their original color and he was gazing at her with so much longing and emotion. It was like he was asking her to comfort and assure him more.

'Just how much does this man love his wife?' Diana gulped. He was gazing at her like she was his world. It scared Diana a bit but it also made her feel lightheaded. Perhaps it was not her will, but that of the one who owned the body she was in. Her body moved on its own and it responded to the man's every touch as he imprinted his existence into her being.

She was lost in his gaze, and she forgot all about Kristoph. At that moment, he did not even cross her mind. Only the stranger was there. Only him mattered.

That night, Diana did it with the man all night until the stranger finally collapsed on top of her.

Despite how she allowed him to ravage her body, the man still had a tinge of sadness in his eyes. The stranger looked like he was pondering if he had made her realize that it was him with her. He still looked too miserable and scared that Diana ended up saying, "You have nothing to fear, for you are also loved."

With that, Diana kissed him tenderly and he looked so happy to the brink of tears. With that, he finally rolled over beside her and fell asleep with his arms wrapped around her waist. Somehow, the feeling of his warm body against hers did not feel uncomfortable nor foreign. Rather, she welcomed the warmth and it comforted her.

'This man must be one clingy husband,' Diana thought before she also fell asleep.

Diana woke up in the morning feeling all sore. The stranger was still asleep beside her. She gazed at his face.

'He actually looked so gentle and pretty when he was asleep.'

Diana bit her lip when she realized that she got carried away last night. Even if the body she was in was not hers, she clearly enjoyed the act. It must be due to the body used to the man's caresses but Diana could not deny the fact that she did not dislike the act or the thought of doing it again with the alluring man beside her.

However, a realization struck her that she suddenly sat up straight. Diana realized that the stranger's wife could have had also been trying hard to satisfy her husband last night since they exchanged bodies.

'No. I need to get back to my body soon. Her husband is more endowed and much more good-looking than my husband. What if she was not satisfied with my husband and voices her displeasure?! My husband would be broken-hearted and become even more insecure than he already was!'

Diana would be the one in trouble if her already insecure husband became even more insecure. He might become even more possessive than he already was.

She had to talk to the stranger as soon as possible. She had to look for a way to return to her body. The stranger would surely help if she told him since he was obviously head-over-heels over his wife. He would definitely want his wife back.

'One had to wonder what his wife was dissatisfied about when she had such an adorable husband. The stranger looked like the type who would do everything that his wife asked of him. But if she was in love with someone else, it couldn't be helped. No matter how outstanding he was, he would not be able to beat a person that was already in her heart.'

Like how no matter how much better the stranger was compared to her husband, Diana still loves her husband Kristoph and she would go back to him.

"I did this?" she heard the stranger's voice say as she felt a gentle rub on her wrist.

"Oh, you're awake. You did what?"

"The bruises on your body," the man replied as he inspected her.

"Bruises?" She checked her arms and shoulders and there were lots indeed. She did not even notice. It hurt her pride that she had been too into it last night that she could not even recall how her body got so bruised. There were a lot of kiss marks on her body and there were handprints on both her wrists since the stranger held them too tightly the previous night.

"I apologize. I did not mean to hurt you like this. Is it still painful," the man asked as he gently caressed her wrists. His expression looked too regretful and worried that Diana concluded that he must have always been gentle to his wife.

"No. It's okay. More importantly, are you sober now?"

"Y-yes. Did I say or do anything unpleasant to you last night?"

Diana gazed at the man. 'He must not remember everything clearly if he was asking that. Good. It would be better if he didn't remember how I enjoyed myself last night. But it was also a bit disappointing since I went all the way and comforted him and yet he could not remember everything.'

"I wonder," Diana decided to get back at him. With her response, the stranger visibly paled.

'He is way too serious, isn't he? He must really love his wife if he felt that bad and that scared that he might have done something.'

Before she could tease the man further, his stomach growled. She recalled that his butler had said that the guy had not eaten anything since the other day.

'Yet, he went and drank so much liquor and went straight to doing vigorous exercises after that. His stamina was commendable.'

"I think we should get something to eat first. Let's talk after a meal," Diana said when the guy looked like he wanted to ask the details of what kind of mistake he had committed.

"Alright. As you wish."

Diana blinked at those words. Somehow, she felt like she had heard those words before, like a sense of deja vu.

Unashamed at all of his naked body, the man stood up and walked over to the couch. Diana had a good view of the body that pleasured her last night. He looked so sexy and hot that the thing hanging between his legs looked rather delicious. She would not have minded it in her mouth.

To her disappointment, the man wrapped himself in a robe, obstructing her view. She quickly turned away and composed herself when he picked up another robe and walked to her.

'Diana you are a married woman. What do you think you're doing gawking over another man?! If your husband got to know this, he is gonna die of jealousy,' she scolded herself.

The man handed her the robe and waited for her to put it on. Diana was too embarrassed to get out of the sheets naked so she wore it while she was still in bed.