Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman

Chapter 65: Chapter 65

Ivy’s Point of View

My gaze drifted to Dominic’s face. His jawline, his thick lashes, his bare, sculpted chest rising and falling in slow breaths. I couldn’t help myself, as I took a step forward, my feet moving on their own, drawing me closer and closer to him.

I crawled onto the soft mattress, I leaned over him, looking down at his handsome, unmoving face. This was it, I was actually going to be intimate with my unconscious husband.

Staring down at his peaceful, sleeping face, I took a deep breath, trying to steady the  beating of my heart. I needed to do this. I needed to have a child.

After all, Dominic was my legally wedded husband, and despite the absolute madness of our world, I deserved to have a bundle of joy for myself. I deserved a future, security, and a piece of happiness in this pack.

I know Bastian, and Seraphina will cast me out the second Alpha, and Luna are old and died. So, if having his baby was the only way to guarantee I wouldn’t be cast out into the cold when the Alpha and Luna passed away, then I had to be strong.

I had to take control of my own destiny, even if the path forward felt incredibly daunting and completely terrifying.

With trembling hands, I hovered over him for a long moment. Slowly, tentatively, I climbed onto Dominic’s body, balancing my weight on my knees on either side of his hips. I reached down, my fingers shaking as I unfastened his trousers and pulled them down past his hips.

The moment his clothes were removed, I gasped, freezing completely in place. I found that his penis was already standing tall, thick and rigid against his stomach. My entire face turned a hot, burning red. The incense the old maid had lit was clearly doing its work, even if his conscious mind was locked away in a deep  coma.

I looked back up at Dominic’s handsome face, feeling a sudden, crushing wave of guilt inside of me. I leaned down closer to his ear, as I muttered a small, desperate apology to his unmoving form.

"I am so sorry, Dominic," I whispered. "We are having sex without your consent right now. Please know that this was also a last resort for us. We hope you can forgive us... to forgive me..." I paused, a tear slipping down my cheek, landing softly on his neck.

Yes, I was incredibly sorry, but we all needed to try for this baby. Luna Helena needed hope, and I needed a lifeline.

When I finally found the right position to prepare myself, I slowly sat on Dominic’s penis. I braced myself, gripping his shoulders for balance as I aligned my body with his. But the exact moment I felt his length press inside my entrance, a loud, scream of pain escaped my throat.

I couldn’t help but exclaim in my heart, How could it be so big?

It felt completely impossible. Dominic was completely unconscious, so does this mean his length isn’t supposed to be relaxed? Or did his Alpha wolf form keep him primed and ready regardless of his mind? My mind spun with questions, but I couldn’t help but think too much about the logistics.

The effect of how big it was made me feel completely overwhelmed. I propped both of my trembling hands flat against his broad, muscular chest and began pacing slowly. I hoisted myself up slightly and then let myself down, trying to adjust to his massive size.

I was sweating profusely now, large beads of sweat rolling down my neck and dripping onto his skin. Every movement brought a wave of pain into my lower body, which felt like it was being completely stretched out to its absolute limits.

In the end, knowing I couldn’t stay in this agonizing limbo forever, I made up my mind. I clamped my eyes shut, gripped his shoulders tightly, and sank directly down, completely wrapping my lower body around his length.

I moaned out, a sound that was a mix of intense pain and a strange, overwhelming pleasure that I didn’t want to admit to myself.

Yes, I am feeling pleasure... just small. The pain was more, and the feeling of being entirely filled by him was overwhelming. I rested in pain for a long while, just leaning my forehead against his chest, listening to the slo thumping of his unconscious heart. I waited for the stinging sensation to fade, waiting for my body to accept him.

Once the initial shock passed, I forced myself to begin. I started to move up and down, riding him slowly.

After more than ten minutes of continuous movement, I was completely exhausted. My breath came in ragged pants, and my head was completely covered in sweat. My vagina felt like it was on fire from the intense physical exertion, and my thighs as well. Yet, despite my hard work, the penis of Dominic was still completely hard, and there was absolutely no change in his body at all.

He hadn’t reached a climax, and he hadn’t softened. It felt like I was riding a statue made of solid stone.

I felt defeated, but I couldn’t stop now. I had come too far. I could only close my eyes, block out the exhaustion, and work hard up and down, rising him, and moaning uncontrollably.

I forced myself into a routine.... If I was too tired to move, I would rest for a few seconds, leaning against his chest and catching my breath. And the moment I felt I had enough rest, I would continue riding him, forcing my aching hips to move again. I kept telling myself that it had to work eventually. He will have to release his cums inside of me, I just had to work harder, and to keep pushing through the exhaustion.

I kept going, focusing entirely on the repetitive, draining motion, pouring every ounce of my remaining shamanic and physical energy into the act. This way, I believe his length will finally soften. That way, it will release some cums to make a baby, fulfilling my duty and securing the future I so desperately needed.

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