I begin to get up so I can go to him but stop halfway once his eyes find mine. “Stay.” He speaks through those eyes. My whines increase by sound as he strips himself off his shirt and wipes his body with a cold drenched towel.
Close. I want him as close to me as possible. His actions are calm and composed but I know he listens to every sound that leaves my mouth and watches my every action. Washing his face and hair he finally walks to the other side of the bed.
Lifting the thin blanket he lies down and gathers me in his arms. “Hush now. I am here aren’t I?” He asks softly trying to ease my whines and whimpers. My wolf curls up tail tucked under engrossed with the warmth her male provides.
I look up at him through my lashes as he peers down at me. I keep staring at him and so does he. His eyes move around my face taking in every feature as if he is engraving it deeper in his memory.
Lifting my trembling hand towards his face I place a finger on his lower lip. The warmth of his flesh spreads through me like wildfire. My lips wobble and a stray tear rolls down my cheek. My male closes his eyes after he followed the tear and a soft whine leaves his lips.
Bending down he places his lips gently upon mine and I gasp with the contact as my mark sizzles. Our connection resurrects to a newborn one. Reborn. That was what you could call our connection at this very moment. I place my palms over his cheeks and bring him closer to me pressing my mouth deeper into his.
He welcomes my lips as if it was his. As if it was what he craved with every last breath. Biting down on my lower lip he sucks it, nips it, and finally licks it. He takes my lips over and over. More. I need more. I push him back a little to convey my wish.
“I want to feel you. I want to feel you, Deimos.” I whimper. He looks down at me with a look of understanding.
“Whatever you wish, my female.” He whispers. Quickly he pushes his pants and boxers down until they remain at the back of his knees. Bringing me closer he removes my shorts and throws it to onto the floor. Spreading my legs he slides my panties to the side baring my core to him.
Placing his elbows on each side next to my face upon the pillow whilst looking deep into my eyes he thrusts his cock in one push deep into me. I gasp feeling him fill me whole within. He slides his slick hard cock halfway out only to plunge back with force.
There is no gentleness, no lovemaking. This was neither seduction nor fucking. This was comfort. The comfort we both desperately need. Grasping my wrists and placing them above my head he thrusts harshly into me. I moan loudly as with every thrust hard grunts leave his chest.
His eyes never leave mine. My fluids slide down my thigh and pool down to the sheets. Back and forth he moves his lower body pounding deeper and deeper into me. I clutch his hair and bring his face to my neck.
My tears fall onto his neck and slide down his torso. The feeling of him inside me destroys my every fear and anxiousness. His thrusts make me think of nothing else but the reality we are swimming in. My moans are mixed with loud sobs that leave my lips.
His hands grip my wrists tighter as his cock pummels into me with full force. They are restricted, not staying for a second longer so he can return with more vigor. I take what he gives swallowing him whole. My walls clench around him tighter so he can feel me more.
Lifting my thighs he encircles them around his waist and shifts placing his ass upon his heels. Hoisting my hip upward he plunges deep and takes me over and over. My nails scrape into his flesh and he groans my name. The sound of our flesh meeting and the sound of the headboard banging against the wall strikes through the silence.
“Lumina.” He keeps calling the name he gave me. I wrap my legs harder around his waist my heels placed upon his ass cheeks bringing him closer so he can impel deeper.
His thrusts grow faster and my moans grow louder. Soft growls are poured from the bottom of my male’s chest. My fingers clutch the sheets tight and I move my head to the right immersed in the pleasure he provides. The pit of my stomach trembles with euphoria for I will find my release soon.
“No. Look at me.” His voice is deep and dominating as he grabs my jaw turning my face, making me look at him. His eyes meet mine and with fast quick harsh thrusts, he moans loud and deep, mouth open wide. Eyes drowning in a sexual haze, he embeds into my soul. My core clenches around him grasping him tightly as it releases soaking him.
Quickly removing his cock slick with my fluids he releases semen all over my stomach. Hidden disappointment floods me as a part of me wished him to cum inside me for that is what I have been aching for.
My chest heaves and so does his. His eyes go back and forth from his semen on my stomach and my eyes. He looks at my tears and my heaving breasts. He takes them all in staying in the same position for a while.
With a soft grunt, he gets up and heads to the bathroom. Getting a fresh towel he heads towards me and cleans my stomach as well as my leaking core. I strip myself off my shirt and innerwear and lie back down under the warmth of the blanket. After cleaning himself he walks back to me naked as well.
“Come.” Is all he says and I jump into his open arms and sink into his chest.
“I missed you… so much that I wished to die.” I whisper and his hand pats the back of my head. “I thought you were going to leave me, perhaps already did.” I continue.
“I will never leave you, Lumina. I will fight even with the moon goddess for us.” He says.
My eyes begin to flutter close, tiredness taking its toll on my body. The sound of his heartbeat lulls me to sleep further.
“I dreamt of you. Every time I closed my eyes I was haunted… by your blood.” I whisper.
“I am sorry, my female.” He whispers, lips softly kiss my forehead.
“What about you?” I ask him curiously.
His chest rises as he takes a deep breath through his nose looking up at the ceiling. Clutching me tighter to his side he whispers, “You.”
“What?” I question again as my ears begin to tune out for sleep gets a hold of me.
“You. The sight of your tears. The music of your laughter. The sound of your anger. All I saw, felt and heard was you, Lumina.” He whispers his truth.