by Silvia Rojas
“Are you good?” he asked.
“Yeah. Just hurt a lot initially. I’m fine now though,” she told him.
He could tell she was honest. He began to move himself slightly against her, pushing his cock in and out of her. But then, she gripped his hips, moving her body up and down against him, moaning in pleasure. With each and every single thrust, every single motion up and down, he could practically feel her sucking him in, moaning in his ear with every single touch. He was happy he didn’t hurt her or anything. He didn’t know what he would do with himself if he did that sort of thing. He took his time, holding her there and enjoying the sensation of her moving against him. This was heavenly, and as he held her, he could feel the desire within himself growing. He looked at her, and he knew that she was close as well.
Knowing this, he moved his hand towards her clit, lightly rubbing it as she moved up and down. He also latched onto one of the nipples near his mouth, holding onto it and teasing it. That alone started to drive her mad, and after a few more thrusts, she was going at a wild pace, and that’s when Remy realized he was close as well.
Together, both of them moved, and when it was time, they both cried out into each other’s ear, holding against each other and then cumming hard against one another. He held himself there as he spilled his seed into her, and soon, she started to cry out, holding himself there as she rode out her own orgasm. Both of them indulged in the feeling of one another, the pleasure of the moment, and it was obvious that this was only the beginning.
They then stayed there, looking at one another. She held herself there, and it seemed obvious that she didn’t want to leave this either. He grasped her, and that’s when she looked up, touching his shoulder. He lightly flinched, and that’s when she looked at him, feeling slightly abashed.
“Sorry I just noticed the tattoo. It’s pretty,” she said to him.
Remy smiled, looking at the tattoo of the mountain that he had on his right shoulder.
“Thank you. It’s actually a symbol of our pack. Everyone that is in it has it. It shows which pack we belong to,” he told her.
She touched the tattoo once more, outlining it against her fingertips. He held her there, and then she turned back to him, smiling.
“I actually want to get that tattoo as well at some point,” she admitted. He smiled, realizing what she meant by that.
“I want that as well. I think it does fit you pretty well,” he replied.
The two of them stayed like this for a long time, both of them knowing that they did love one another, and the fact that they were able to have this moment together made them both extremely happy. Trish was by his side, ready to do whatever it took. He knew it might be hard, but it seemed like she didn’t want to give up either.
He felt relief finally telling her this, holding her there in his arms. She looked up at him, and he looked down at her, holding his hands against her waist.
“You know, I’ve never told a human the truth before. I’ve always been…scared. Even before the whole mess with the packs going on, I was always scared of what might happen if I did fall in love with a human. But now that I’ve finally done it, found a human that I want to be with, to protect no matter what, and to cherish, I feel happy. I don’t regret anything Trish, I really don’t,” he said.
“I don’t either. I’m sorry for being so distrusting before. But now, I’m happy to have met you, and I’m excited to see just where the future might take us,” she told him.
That’s right. The future was completely empty. Things might either fare well, or not so well. In truth, he was worried about this, especially given the way everything was. But he was ready for it, ready for the future, and in truth, he began to wonder what might happen now. He wanted to see just what might come about from this, how the pack life might change, and even what might happen once Megan found out about them. But he knew that no matter what the odds might be, no matter if all the odds were stacked against them, he’d be there for her, and she’d be there for him. The connection they shared as something astounding, and for Remy, he knew more than anything that it would be rough, it might be a bit challenging, but he knew that as long as they had one another, and as long as they kept in mind the goal that they had, the future they so desired, and the needs that they both possessed, they could triumph over this, and he knew that the troubles of both the pack and their personal life could be rectified immediately, as long as they kept their head held high and positive.
THE END
