He jumped up and off the bed. He pulled his shirt over his head. I sat up on my elbows, watching him. He unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them, and dropped them to the floor. He dragged his tongue slowly across his bottom lip. I looked down his body. His perfectly sculpted abs, the way the muscles popped in his arms. Then I stared at his dick. I’d forgotten how big it was that day in the woods. He was a solid nine inches.
He crawled back onto the bed and hovered over me. Our lips locked again, feverishly kissing each other. Biting and sucking on each other’s bottom lip, then gliding our tongues over one another. Tingles shot through my body from my lips to my feet. What we were sharing was different than anything I’d ever felt before. He slowly pushed into me. We both moaned at the same time. It felt so warm and so wet down there, yet he felt so perfect entering me.
He moved in me a little more, both of us moaning, before crashing our lips together again. He entered me fully, warmth rushing through me. He threw his head back and grunted.
“Fuck me, Zay. It has been… a really… really… long time,” he managed out in between breaths.
He moved within me, slowly, and intently. I reached up and sucked on his chest. He moaned and breathed harder. He pulled away, breaking my suction, then he leaned his head down and sucked in one of my nipples. Everything in my body flushed with fire.
“Quinn,” I moaned out.
Then he let go of my nipple and flipped us over. I sat on top of him, every inch of him inside of me. I slowly moved my hips, grinding on him. I lowered myself down, letting our lips press together. Slow and passionate. I used my knees to move myself up, bringing him out of me, just to lower myself on him again. I brought myself up again, only keeping the tip in. Moans escaped his lips. I lowered myself all the way down. He let out a louder moan.
“Zay… you keep teasing me, and I’ll be done for,” he groaned.
I let out a laugh. I pushed myself all the way down, every inch of him within me. I ground back and forth onto him.
“Oh, fucking God,” he moaned.
I moved a little faster.
His breathing got more ragged.
Tingles rushed between my legs, and heat flooded my body. My nipples exploded in electricity. My body took over, and I moved faster on him. Breathing went heavier, light moaning in between the gasps of air.
His moaning turned deeper and louder. It only made me lose more control. He held my hips tighter, moving me faster and faster.Then everything flashed and exploded all at once. My body froze, and I stopped moving. I wanted to, but I couldn’t. My head fell back. He took over, moving me.
“FUCKKKKKKK!” he screamed out. “Oh, my fuck, you feel so good!”
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.” I moaned out.
I fell forward onto him, trying to catch my breath. He, too, was struggling to catch his breath. We laid there, our bare chests pressed together. Electricity surged through every part of my body.
“That was… euphoric… God, you felt just how I thought you would,” he whispered in my ear.
After several minutes, I rolled off of him and laid in his arms, my head on his shoulder. I listened to his heart thumping beneath me. My eyes drifted closed. I felt more peace and safety than I had in my entire life.
Chapter 26
Quinn
It was July 7, 1994. I was invited to a birthday party for a friend of a friend of Daxyns. I wasn’t completely convinced to go, but my cousins swore it would be a good time. I’d been sad after Julie went back home a week before. Being long-distance was hard for both of us. Not to mention, she didn’t even knowwhatI was. Which meant anytime she’d been there longer than a couple of weeks, I had to make some excuse to leave.
We arrived at the small house, music already carrying outside. I followed Daxyn and Benji into the house. The house was filled, people sat on every sitting surface and stood in every corner. I looked around, observing everything, watching everyone. That was when my eyes spotted a girl sitting on the couch next to another girl. Both of them were whispering and laughing, no cares in the world. I wasn’t even sure either of them had noticed more people arriving.
She had long dark hair that had a slight wave to it, and dark brown eyes. I was locked onto her, watching her laugh. She had a tan, the kind you get from spending every day at the river. Joy emitted from her. My chest tightened, my stomach turned. Guilt. I was enjoying the sight of another female while in a relationship. I dropped my eyes.
I’d met Paxton a few times when he was at other parties, but I hadn’t realized this was his house. Then he came out of the kitchen with a cake in hand, singing happy birthday.Happy Birthday, Zalayuh!Most of them yelled. There was a one and a seven on her cake. Shit. She was also underage. Everyone kept feeding her liquor; she would finish a shot, and someone would hand her something else.
I went to find a bathroom and found a line. I stood against the wall waiting for the bathroom when someone ran into me from behind. I turned around. There she stood, barely.
“Sorry,” she slurred.
I stared at her. Our eyes locked. Everything in my brain went silent. My brain tingled from top to bottom. I just bound on her. God. Fuck. No. Not her. She was beautiful, yes, stunning actually. She wasn’t a werewolf. She was five years younger than me. I always knew that Julie wasn’t the one, and I’d accepted that.
My dad had always told me what it felt like. Electrical tingles like a limb that had gone numb, but over your entire body. Combined with a fire lit in your stomach. Your every sense focused only on them.
I felt it. She didn’t. She wouldn’t. Hell, even if she were a wolf, she probably wouldn’t because of how drunk she was. I helped steady her against the wall. I was pretty sure her world was spinning inside her head.
