Remus's Revelation Page 8

  Turning my arm around his neck, I lock my fingers and stare up at his profile. A determined expression dominates his face as he glances between the trees above us and the path he’s navigating. “Okay, spill,” I demand.

  “When the matings stopped, so did our males’ sexual performance. Finding our mates was a pivotal part of our growth. Because of that, we’re genetically much smaller than our females, and we’ve been using a drug called Canesta for procreation. You know to…”

  “Get and maintain an erection?” I finish for him as he trails off.

  “Yes. It’s never worked for me.” His voice deepens as he continues, and I realize he’s embarrassed.

  Fuck! The equivalent of that would be not getting your period or going through adolescence as a woman. No tits. No curves at all.

  My heart goes out to him. “Is that common?”

  His eyes shift to the trees, not looking down to answer. “It varies. Ten to twenty percent failure. It was disappointing.”

  Ya think? It’s hard to imagine that happening to anyone, let alone a young man. Older men have meltdowns, and they’ve at least had sex.

  I’m surprised to see the bungalows coming into view already. He’s made the trip back much quicker than our walk out. “Are you in a hurry?” The teasing tone of my voice has him glancing down.

  “Yes.” His voice is firm. He’s practically jogging although he’s cradling me carefully against him with a smooth gait.

  As we enter our yard, I glance back over my shoulder and see the two birds lurch into the sky. They almost look like they’re close to where we were at, and they’re much bigger now that they’re closer. They don’t look like big prehistoric pterodactyl any longer though—they look like men.

  “What are those?” As I glance up at Remus, I see he’s looking at them too.

  “I’m not sure, but once we sit down with the Ashen after the mating, I want to find out.” They’re practically out of sight already and so fast! From the sound of what Remus is saying, we’re getting mated—now!

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  - Remus

  There’s no question that what’s happening between Jo-Anne and I, is not only right—but inevitable. When the haze of lust and pleasure overtook me earlier, I knew I wouldn't want or care to stop what’s occurring between us.

  The only thing that kept me from figuring out a way to penetrate her with my cock instantly, was the thought that I couldn’t fully concentrate on what was happening between us. I could have totally held her and lowered her down onto my dick, but I want it to be less frenzied and more memorable. She deserves so much more than a dirty construction site with hard floors and little protection for her silky skin.

  “Do you think they’ll be back?” Jo-Anne’s still glancing up at the flying objects that’re now quickly retreating into the distance. Her voice wavers with trepidation, and I wrap her back into my arms and steer her inside the dwelling.

  Now that they’re closer, not only does it appear they’re very near the construction bungalows, but it’s clear that what I originally suspected is true. They’re men. Men with wings.

  It doesn’t seem like Jo-Anne can see them as well as I can as she squints and shades her eyes, still trying to look back around me. I don’t want them to see her though, so I smack her butt lightly and put my hand on the panel to close us into the dwelling.

  “I’m going to use the restroom.” She hurries ahead of me toward the cleaning facility before I realize what she means. My eyes are glued to her backside as it sways enticingly ahead of me.

  Stripping out of my own clothes, I take the moments alone to fold back the blankets on the bed carefully, removing the bed covering completely. It isn’t identical to the ceremonial commitment bed, but based on how things went between us earlier, it doesn’t seem to be as big a priority to Jo-Anne. I shake my head with disgust at myself for how I almost took her in the filthy, half-built dwelling earlier. It was tempting.

  Pulling the privacy coverings on the windows, I use the dim settings on the lights to give us ambiance as I settle in to wait for Jo-Anne. Relaxing on the bed, I’m amazed at how hard and ready I am for her already. Just thinking about her naked over me has me ready to release again. All I can do is pray that she doesn’t change her mind.

  The speed she swings the door open gives me hope. When my eyes meet hers, I’m pleased to see that she looks as excited as I feel. It makes me wonder if some of what I’m feeling is her arousal in addition to mine.

  Pulling up onto my elbows, I pat the bed next to me in invitation. She practically skips to the bed, only wearing her light pink breast covering and bottom undergarment. My eyes follow her bouncing breasts as she slides across the bed’s surface. “I know you look hard and ready, but I want to make sure that you’re mentally sure you’re ready to do this? No regrets about earlier?”

  Pulling her closer, I wrap my arm around her upper back and tuck her next to me as she throws her leg over my hip. Damp heat presses against my length as I inhale in a huge lungful of air at the stimulation. How can she still be worried?

  Combing my fingers through her hair, I cradle her head and pull her closer. “Absolutely no qualms about what’s happening between us. You’re mine, and that’s something that I never would’ve believed was possible. I’ve shared everything with my brothers—never minding, of course. But to have you all to myself is more than I could have ever suspected I’d be given.”

  Pressing her forehead against mine, her large, brown eyes widen. “I think you deserve me. Our mating marks mean we’re meant to be, right?”

  Nodding, I suck in a breath as her fingers begin a slow exploration of my chest. Only the most basic and territorial thoughts are continuing to play in my mind. Her scent, the silky slide of her body against mine, and the heat of her cleft running against my length make all coherent thoughts fly off into space. “You’re mine.”

  Drawing in a deep breath, I pull from her grasp to loom over her, looking down. “Can I take these off?”

  My hand slides over her hip to stroke lightly across her public bone, pressing in where her body is damp and waiting.

  “Please…” I answer her low plea with my own moan as I spread her legs and move between them. Grasping the material at her hips, I slide it down to expose her pussy to my view for the first time.

  Her sweet, musky scent wafts up, making my mouth water in anticipation. Her legs are still closed, so I draw her knees apart gently, opening her to my view.

  “Wait!” My eyes jump to her face as my gut clenches. “No, no. I just want to take this off too.” She’s already grasping her breast covering and ripping it over her head quickly before falling back on the pillows in front of me.

  I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than her laying out in front of me, exposed and naked. “Spread your legs wide for me.”

  Pulling her feet towards herself, her knees drop further apart, and I watch her folds open, exposing a deep pink color at her core. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and my cock jumps in anticipation. Sucking in a strangled breath, I try to express the feelings this monumental moment means to me.

  “You are like seeing the sunrise for the first time. I didn’t realize how dark and lifeless my life had become. Monotonous. This… this is what I needed.” Leaning down, I hold open Jo-Anne’s knees to lean in and run my tongue across her rosy petals.

  The flavor that bursts across my tongue is mouthwatering. Her legs shake in my hands as I can’t stop myself from dipping my tongue as deep inside her as possible. It’s like nothing I’ve ever imagined. So much better than any fabricated dream.

  She’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever had the pleasure of licking. My hands slide lower to keep her legs wide for my head as she wiggles beneath me. Caressing the inside of her thighs, I lift my eyes to gaze over her breasts where her head is propped on the pillow.

  “I’m so hard seeing you like this. You’re so wet and rosy for me. Your scent and taste are incredible.
” Pressing myself against the bed, I try to control my raging cock by trapping it beneath me.

  It almost makes it worse as I latch onto her little, hooded clit to flick my tongue against it and encourage it to play. Jo-Anne bucks beneath my mouth as I suck harder. Her eyes are closed as I glance up, and I can’t resist cupping a large breast in my hand, flicking the nipple as it hardens and lengthens.

  She’s rocking under my mouth, meeting my rhythm of licks and sucks. It’s incredible as she becomes more wet under my tongue, bathing my face in her fragrant juices. I can’t seem to stop myself as she writhes and moans beneath me to slow down or have any mercy.

  She’s too delicious and responsive. I know I’m not supposed to be comparing her to Lulila, but there’s no comparison. Even after she taught me exactly what she liked and how to pleasure her, Lulila never responded in such an arousing and wanton way.

  As Jo-Anne’s body continues to give me what I crave, I can’t help the way the pressure of the soft sheets feel on my swollen and throbbing cock. I’m on sensory overload as she grinds against my mouth. Using my right hand, I slide some of her wetness over her folds and press a finger inside her, awed by how tight but giving her body is.

  Rubbing gently inside her, she arches and grabs my hair, yanking me tightly to her as she squeezes my finger. A rhythmic, hard pressure grasps my finger. Her release turns tangier and richer on my tongue as she continues to gasp and shake, keening above me.

  Easing my finger from her, I replace it with my tongue, savoring the last of her pleasure as she moans. Each breath and gasp makes my cock twitch harder even though I’m worried about my size and penetrating her. Travek didn’t pass along any cautionary measures, so surely we wouldn’t be mated if I couldn’t penetrate inside her safely?

  “Remus… uh, Remus… please!” Her plea draws me from my feast, and I register her pulling my hair above me. “Enough. Wait.”

  Finally, drawing away after one last lick, I look up to see her collapsed with slitted eyes and a small smile. “I need you now.”

  Her breathless plea and open arms make me wonder what she has in mind. “Come up here.” Waving her arms weakly, she tugs on my hair again.

  I can’t resist placing wet, soft kisses over her pubic bone to her belly as I work my way up her body. She’s languid beneath me but wraps her legs around my upper body and nudges me up her.

  Stopping at her chest, I cup both sides to admire how full my hands are. These will feed our children well—not to mention they make my cock throb more as the nipples call to me. Drawing a tightened nub between my lips, I suck, then nibble as Jo-Anne’s moaning escalates.

  When she pulls her legs up and settles her feet by my hips, I realize she's moving herself down the bed under me. I feel her wet cleft touch the top of my cock. Rocking her hips under me, I realize she wants me to press into her this way? Could that be right?

  Abandoning her chest, I can’t help gasp out, “I want you now.” My voice is a growl, but she only smiles and pulls her knees back to her chest invitingly, spreading herself further beneath me.

  As I lift my body slightly over her to look down, I realize I’ve heard nothing or seen anything more inviting than her spread beneath me. The display is breathtaking.

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  - Jo-Anne

  Remus has literally blown my mind! I'd never have guessed that oral sex could be so wonderful. Boys always act like it’s so weird and gross to go down on a girl. Corey was no exception, so this is a first for me. When Corey told me that didn’t appeal to him, I took it at face value.

  But Remus… I don’t think I could have told him no and had him take that as an answer. He acted like it was all he could do to wait for me to spread my legs so he could dive in. And it was incredible!

  Even when he had me spread under him, I didn’t feel self-conscious. Not with the focused and aroused expression he wore. Like his next breath depended on seeing me, licking me, and then making me come.

  He did all those things perfectly, making me come harder than I’ve ever done before, too. Including when I pleasure myself. I’ve always needed clitoral stimulation to orgasm, and he made that his primary focus. But now, he’s hesitating.

  I can see him throbbing above me as he hovers over my body. “Don’t you want to now?” He wavers above me undecided, and I can feel myself blushing. Have I been too forward?

  “It’s just… I’ve never done this before. Won’t I crush you?” He looks puzzled as he looks between us seriously. I can’t help the nervous giggle that explodes out of me before I pull it together.

  It’s common knowledge that guys don’t like you to burst into laughter during sex. Sensitive egos and all that. “I’m sorry, I’m not laughing at you—I swear.”

  Remus just smiles down without embarrassment. He’s doing better than me. I know I’ve never been naked like this in front of anyone before.

  Tugging his shoulders, he does a push up above me, flexing all his muscles around me enticingly. He really is beautiful. Some of his mating marks even trail down over his upper thighs, circling his bobbing cock between us.

  “Just relax here above me and kiss me.” I don’t have to ask twice. His arms circle my shoulders, and he pulls my head up to kiss my lips lightly.

  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I press my tongue into his mouth, rubbing my clit along his skin and digging my heels into his ass. He flexes above me, rocking his hips, and I feel the tip of him brush against my opening.

  Moaning, I wiggle down until I can detect him exactly where I need him. He’s hard and hot against me. Shifting side to side, I feel him penetrate me with the tip of his cock, and I gasp into his mouth.

  He’s so hard. I know he feels it too, because he stops kissing me to pull back. His nose is inches from mine as I arch my back, pressing him a tiny bit more inside me. We stare into each other’s eyes as I tip my hips back and forth, just having him slide slowly inside me, opening me to adjust to his girth.

  I’m so wet, I think I can slide onto him easily, but he’s large and extremely hard. “Tell me if I hurt you,” he manages to growl out, but I just smile.

  “Okay. You tell me if I hurt you, too.” My full-blown smile has him rolling his eyes, but who’s he kidding. I’m the one pressing him inside me. He’s still frozen above me, like he’s panicked to move.

  Unwrapping my legs from around his waist, I set them on the bed next to his hips to get more leverage. Rocking under him, I watch his lips open as I start to work him inside me. I moan as I slide him deeper, looking up I watch him bite his bottom lip.

  He jerks over me, driving himself between my legs. Not too far, but enough for me to gasp and release him with my thighs. “Are you alright? I’m sorry I—”

  “Again.” I demand as I circle my hips on the part of his cock still impaling me. I expect him to enter me fast and hard, but he pushes slowly. So slowly.

  It’s a long minute later before he pauses. Instead of continuing to move deeper, he pulls back, and we both gasp as his cock drags over my tight, sensitive flesh. It’s incredible for me, and from the way his entire body has tensed above me, I’m betting it’s just as great for him.

  Dropping his head on the pillow next to my head, I swivel to look at him staring at me. As he sinks into me again, I hear him breathe, “I didn’t know.”

  This time, he goes deeper, and I notice an incredible burst of lust as every ridge and vein of his cock seems to torture my needy pussy. Crying out at the wonderful sensation of him inside me, I feel like every nerve in my body has lit up in wonder.

  Grasping his butt in my hands, I pull him hard, urging him further inside me. Tightening around him, he groans as I clasp and pull him in. Grinding my clit against him, I want him to bottom out in me so badly. I want to rub on him. My needy clit feels extremely exposed and stretched around him.

  “Deeper, Remus. Please.” It’s like his body collapses into me as he loses all restraint. Rising above me, he finally thrusts his hips firmly forward, driv
ing into me.

  Thank goodness he pauses for a moment as I stare at him in wonder. Now, this is sex! I feel like he’s my entire world. In me. Around me. Against me.

  It’s all Remus. Lifting my head, I press my chest against him as I roll my hips and arch my back, enjoying the bite of my clit against his pubic bone.

  If I hadn’t just come, I know I would have then. My eyes roll back into my head, and I moan in pleasure. “Move in me, now. Please, Remus.”

  Like a machine set into motion, he slowly pulls his cock from me as I twitch beneath him before he slides back in. He picks up speed, bottoming out harder and twisting his hips in a way that has me gasping and crying out with every incredible stroke.

  Throwing my face against his shoulder, I hang on for the ride. In and out, he plunges into my body. He’s watching me with an emotion I can’t quite identify. An intensity I never thought I’d inspire in a man. Lust, desire… I’m not sure. But, it’s perfect.

  My vision gets hazy as the pleasure makes me lose focus. He’s moving even faster now, driving up inside me as his hands cup my shoulders and help slam me back down on him. It doesn’t hurt. It feels so good, I’m almost sobbing in pleasure.

  My body tenses and convulses as an orgasm slams through me unexpectedly. In the back of my mind, I can’t believe I’m coming, but that’s drowned out by my scream against his skin. My pussy muscles go crazy around him, squeezing and milking him as he throws back his head and shouts at the wall behind me. Jerking violently, I feel him come deep inside.

  Collapsing onto the pillow behind me, I look up at him above me as his eyes slowly open with wonder.

  “Good?” I can’t help asking coyly with a smirk.

  Watching him swallow hard, he opens his mouth before closing it to lower himself down to crush his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around him as he mutters into my ear. “We’re truly one now.”