Luc growled sub-vocally against her nipple sending shivers up and down her spine.
“Geeze!” she gasped.
Luc smiled, her nipple still in his mouth. His hand between her legs was dripping with moisture. It hadn’t taken him long to figure out that sub-vocals done just right turned Meg on. He slipped a second and then a third finger between her lips, slowly pumping in and out.
Meg reached down between them and caressed his cock that was bumping against her.
“Ahh,” Luc gasped, dropping her nipple.
Meg squirmed around and brought her mouth down to his cock and wrapped her lips around his head. Luc moved to let her have access to his cock while still fingering her. She wiggled her hips at him, encouraging him to continue touching her. He slid his thumb down and touched her clit.
“Mmmmph!” Meg screamed against his cock as she came.
Luc repeated the movement, enjoying the way she came as well as the vibrations against his cock. His hand was dripping with moisture, and he was afraid he’d come too soon.
“Hhhold on Meg,” he said.
Meg stopped and he got on his knees, pulling her to him so they could do it ‘wolfy-style’ as Meg teasingly called this position. She leaned forward on her arms while he grabbed her hips, pulling her to him while he buried himself deep in her.
Bliss. Holding her hips, he moved slowly and then sped up. It felt so good to be back inside of Meg. They fit so well together.
Meg could feel the heat building up in her groin and drove herself back against Luc. Luc took note and increased his own rhythm. The slapping of flesh was punctuated with rapid panting breaths and then a howl as Luc came deep in Meg. Meg shuddered and felt her orgasm rip through her.
“Arrrrrrrr,” growled Luc as he came and came.
Meg shuddered and collapsed into the nest of bedding. Luc followed her down. She’d clamped her muscles around him so tightly, it was like they couldn’t separate. Meg came again as they moved. Luc realized that he’d partially shifted and he honestly couldn’t separate from Meg.
“Hhhold stihl Mehg,” he said.
“What’s the matter Luc?” she asked trying to think through the haze of orgasmic bliss.
“Knoht,” he managed as his jaw tried to shift more towards wolf.
“Knot?” she asked without understanding what he meant.
“Wolhf, knoht, ph-ppen-hiss, knoht,” he panted.
“Oh! Knot!” she said finally understanding that he’d shifted enough to form that knot particular to canines and werewolves.
“Uhhuh,” he said laying there trying to relax.
Meg smiled. She had found that she liked the feeling. It was an extra bit of sensation that made sex just that bit nicer. They laid there in post coital bliss as the wind breathed over the tent.
Meg woke to the sound of the wind shaking the tent. At some point, Luc must have covered them up. The tent flapping against her head had woke her up and she settled down to go back to sleep after moving down a bit. Just as before, the wind blew hard, settled down and almost stopped and then reversed direction. It was like being in the presence of a huge sleeping giant.
The wind started to blow the tent back onto her head when suddenly something outside fell against her head. It was warm. In the next moment, it was gone.
“Luc, did you feel that?” she asked.
“Huh?” Luc asked sleepily.
“Did you feel something fall against the tent? Next to your head?” she asked.
“Noh,” he said, and then sniffed the air. “Lihill wof ouside,” he muttered, and then wrapping Meg in his arms, went to sleep.
Meg laid there awake for a few moments waiting to see if it happened again. Luc shifted more and as he wrapped her in his arms, she fell asleep. It was cold, and she was glad not only for the extra blankets, but for Luc’s fur.
Luc woke first as the sun hit the tent. He rolled over to see if his present was still hidden. It was. He looked over at Meg. She was sleeping peacefully. It was the first time she’d done so all week. He’d asked Ginny if he was doing the right thing, and she had spent an hour reassuring him that he was doing the right thing. Now to wait for Meg to wake. He leaned on his arm watching her.
Meg woke to see Luc leaning on his arm and watching her.
“Were you watching me sleep?” she asked through a yawn.
“Yeah, watching and thinking.”
“About what?” she asked.
“About us. This whole thing last week made me think about things I hadn’t considered,” he said.
“Like what?” she asked wondering where he was going.
“Relationships, children, contracts, family, those kind of things,” he said.
“Okay,” she said wonder where he was going with this. “Continue.”
“I was thinking about the contract and how we’ve dealt with humans all these years and whether it was right or wrong,” he said.
“I can see that. This week has been rather chaotic for all of us. So, where did your thoughts go?” she asked.
“I love you, and would love to have babies with you. I’ve also decided that if you don’t want to sign that contract, I won’t push. I won’t have that threat hanging over our relationship,” he said.
“Oh, are you sure?” Meg asked, amazed at this statement.
“Yes, and it has tied me up in knots, because I’ve never liked the damn thing and almost let it destroy the best relationship I’ve had in years,” he admitted.
Meg reached up and wrapped her arms around Luc. He hugged her back and started kissing her face.
“I love you,” she said softly.
“Love me enough to be my partner? My mate?” he asked reaching behind him.
“What?” she asked trying to see what he was pulling out from behind the bedding.
“You heard me,” he said with a smile. “Would you like to be my mate?” he asked as he put a box in her hand.