We watch them walk over to the waiting SUVs and dress in clothes the drivers provide. They climb in and the cars pull away, leaving us alone. Juran looks down at me, smiling.
“Shall we go home?”
“I'd like that,” I say.
Chapter Ten
It's been a week since the battle in the desert and I've barely left Juran's side. We spend just about every waking moment together, enjoying each other, getting to know one another on an even deeper level. It's been amazing.
Given that my place burned down, I've been staying with Juran in his Laguna Beach condo. We fall asleep and wake up to the sound of the ocean – and it's glorious. I've never lived so close to the ocean before, so I never knew what I was missing. Now that I've been exposed to it, I never want to leave.
I'm up as dawn breaks, casting the sky in soft hues of orange and red. The morning sunlight sparkles off the surface of the ocean, making it shine like liquid gold. I stand at the large sliding glass doors in the bedroom, looking at the water, listening to the sound of the crashing waves, and inhaling the salty scent of the sea.
“Beautiful, isn't it?” Juran says from the bed behind me.
“I can see why you're so fond of the ocean.”
“Come back to bed,” he says.
I turn and find him laying on his side, propped up on his elbow, staring at me with his gorgeous eyes. As the sunlight begins to filter into the room, it makes his skin glow with an ethereal light. I can't believe a man this beautiful would be interested in somebody like me.
I walk back across the room and slip into bed – the coolness of his sheets feels amazing on my naked body. Juran rolls over so his chest is laying flat against mine. He looks into my eyes and smiles before leaning forward and kissing me. His lips are soft, his kiss gentle – but passionate enough to light a fire inside of me. As our tongues swirl together, I feel the heat blossom between my thighs.
Our kissing grows more urgent, insistent, passionate. Juran kneads my breasts, teasing my hard nipples with the tip of his tongue. I'm growing wetter and hotter by the moment and when he slips down my body, parting my thighs with his big, strong hands, and burying his tongue inside of me, I scream. He licks and sucks on me, slipping his finger inside of me and moving it in and out.
I arch my back and grind myself down on his fingers and mouth, the sensation of him going down on me makes me feel like I'm about to explode. He keeps his tongue and fingers working in a smooth, steady rhythm, and it isn't long before he builds me to a climax I can't control.
My body stiffens and then begins to shake as the dam inside of me breaks. I cry out, calling his name as my orgasm tears through my body. My heart is racing and my breathing is ragged as I come hard.
I reach down and grab his hair, pulling him up and mashing my mouth against his, kissing him with all of the passion I can muster. I wrap my thighs around his waist and grind myself against him. Taking his hard cock in my hand, I squeeze and stroke him as I guide him to my warm, wet opening.
Juran smiles as he gives me a good, hard thrust, fully sheathing himself inside of me. I've never been with a man who's filled me up so completely, who's felt so good moving inside of me. Juran kisses me as he starts to move his hips, sliding himself in and out of my opening, slick with my juices.
“You feel so good, baby,” I whisper, my voice husky with desire.
Juran smiles at me. “I love being inside of you.”
He thrusts himself deep inside of me, sliding his cock in and out harder and faster. I bite my lip and moan, digging my nails into his shoulders. The sensations I feel as he moves inside of me are intense. Overwhelming. Overpowering. I lose myself in the feeling of having him so deep within me.
Throwing my head back against the pillows I moan louder as he pumps himself in and out, harder and faster. Like a wave out on the ocean that's rapidly approaching the shore, I can feel another orgasm – a powerful one – building within me. Juran is pumping his cock in a hard, steady rhythm that is driving me absolutely crazy.
I've never been with a man who makes me feel the connection and bond I have with Juran. Our bodies fit together so perfectly, it's like they were made for one another. I feel his body tensing as he moves within me and his breathing is growing a little more ragged. I know he's close.
I squeeze him with my internal muscles, making myself feel even tighter for him. Juran growls low in his throat and his face is filled with pure desire. Lust. Even love. He's remarkable in so many ways – beginning with how he makes me feel both physically and emotionally. I've never felt the way I feel when I'm with him.
“Monica, I –”
Juran's voice is hoarse and his body grows stiff with tension. A moment later, he shudders and cries out. I feel him pulsing within me, feel the spurting of his hot seed filling me up – and it's like a bomb goes off inside of me. Feeling him coming inside of me makes the orgasm that had been building within me come crashing down hard.
My body trembles and shakes and I scream his name as the sensations overcome me. My nails are digging into his shoulders, drawing a pained hiss from him, but I can't stop squirming beneath him. He's so deep inside of me – and is filling me up completely – that I seem to lose all control of my body. I can't stop grinding myself against him, trying to take him even deeper into me.
As the sensation of our orgasms begins to ebb, Juran collapses on top of me. He looks deeply into my eyes and plants a soft, chaste kiss upon my lips. I run my hands through his hair, feeling like I could just stare into his eyes, and get lost in them forever.
Juran rolls over and I lay my head on his chest, tracing soft circles on his skin with the tip of my finger. Until that moment, I never knew that I'd been lacking in my life. I was so intent on running my business – as well as enjoying my outside hobbies – that I believed I was content with my life. Satisfied.
But these last few weeks with Juran showed me different. I was suddenly very keenly aware that I felt a sense of contentedness and satisfaction I never knew before. Never knew I was missing before. But laying there with him, I knew – for the first time in my life – what pure happiness and love felt like.
We lay in silence for a few moments as he strokes my hair. I can tell that there's something on his mind and had been waiting for him to bring it up. But he didn't – which made me curious.
“What is it?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
“I can tell you're thinking,” I say. “I can tell there's something weighing heavy on your mind.”
“It's not so much that it's heavy on my mind,” he says. “I'm just – curious.”
“Curious about what?”
“I was just wondering if, given everything you've seen and now know,” he says. “if you're going to go back to doing what you were doing before.”
“You mean studying cryptozoology?” I ask. “Trying to prove that there are creatures beyond our imaginations out there?”
He laughs a little. “Yes, that.”
“Of course, I am,” I say. “It's in my blood. It's a passion of mine and I don't think I can just turn it off.”
He nods. “And about my people?” he asks. “And the artifacts?”
I shrug. “That's a line of inquiry I won't be touching anymore,” I say, a nervous chuckle escaping my lips. “I think I'll move on to other things. Things that aren't as likely to eat me alive.”
“Nobody is going to eat you alive while I draw breath,” he says. “But I do think not pursuing my kind is probably a good idea.”
I am now a keeper of a secret. A secret that would turn the entire world upside down. It would challenge people's notions of the world and how they related to it. Maybe it would even challenge their notions of God Himself.
But I know that if I exposed the Dragons to humanity, that they would never know peace. I know people well enough to know that they would hound the Dragons. Hunt them. Capture them and perform who knows what kind of terrible experiments on them. And there is no rea
son for that.
No, for all intents and purposes, that line of cryptozoological inquiry is dead for me. I am going to go back to chasing tamer things – like hunting Bigfoot or the Loch Ness Monster.
“What do you want to do for the rest of the day?” he asks.
I shrug. “I figure we can order in,” I say. “And start your pop culture education.”
Juran laughs and shakes his head. “And what will the first lesson in this education be?”
“Film 101,” I say. “And we'll start it off by watching that beloved classic, The Terminator.”
“It sounds like a wonderful way to spend a day,” he says.
We talk for a little while longer, reveling in the sensation of each other, taking comfort in it. Eventually, we drift off again, but before the darkness of sleep pulls me under, I look up at Juran.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you too,” he whispers back, making my heart soar amongst the clouds.
THE END
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