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There’s a new urgency in her tone compared to last night and I feel it too. It isn’t just our pleasure, which is out of this world.
It’s something else.
My drive to fill her with my seed isn’t just for my own satisfaction, although the sensation of finally claiming her, feeling her stretch and quiver around me as I fill her is beyond anything I could have wished for.
Being so big, I was worried about Gillian. I didn’t want to hurt her but our foreplay and shared passion sees us both ready sooner than I imagined.
When she begs me to fill her. To fill her with our babies I understand.
The deeper meaning of me being here, my years of waiting at the college working on other things.
All in preparation for this one magical moment. It all makes sense and without a single thought. Just this feeling between us and the newness to me of this thing called love.
Being inside her I feel a new pressure building inside me instantly, an incredible force that we both feel beyond our arousal.
She moves her hips, those perfect childbearing hips, in circles that pull a low growl from me as I grind harder inside her, telling us both she’s mine and I’m hers.
Her ankle is fully healed, and gripping both of her ankles firmly, I place one over each of my shoulders as she lifts her hips higher, letting me enter her fully, making us both groan louder with the new and intense pleasure it creates.
Our pleasure is multiplied in this position, but we both know I need to be balls deep inside her, so I pump her harder, faster, drilling her into the mattress, and true to my own instinct, not a drop can be wasted.
It’s our future she’ll carry. My seed inside her. Like a star in the cosmos, it will be born and grow, leaving others behind before it passes.
Looking deep into each other’s eyes when it happens, we both fall over the edge, our climax crashing into us with such a force her eyes roll back and I think she might have fainted, but she recovers.
Both of us feeling more than just pleasure and love has been shared and created between us.
As with her first orgasm by me, she shudders and quakes for a long time after, and tonight I join her, thrusting into her as I shoot load after load inside of her until both of us lie tangled, spent, and utterly exhausted.
But the smile we share, the new bond we’ve made. The love inside us both to carry. That’s eternal.
“Is it really like that every time?” she asks, gasping after a time, echoing my own thoughts.
“I can’t wait to find out,” I tell her, kissing her so tenderly, so deep that I feel like I’ve been made new again.
I felt stronger, more protective than ever of Gillian now that I feel we’re truly one.
She is mine, and I’ll be hers forever.
Laying together, naked on her bed I eventually cover us both for warmth as the cool of the night replaces our spent heat.
She tries to stay awake, wanting to do what I’m doing, just staring into her eyes and stroking her face, her shoulders. Leaning over to kiss her occasionally.
But she sleeps.
I watch her, and although I’m holding her, even though we’re joined with the greatest bond, I feel the pang of our separation already.
I know what I have to do next, and although it’s only a day or two, I know she’ll take me leaving hard.
It’s the one thing I couldn’t bring myself to tell her tonight.
Our first night together, knowing I have to leave is hard. But I’m determined this is the last time.
No more interruptions, no more crazy people following us, and no more men in dark suits.
No more space stuff either.
I’m done. I’ve found what I want and I’m keeping it.
Gillian and me.
As soon as I have the thought, there’s that ringing in my ears again and I wince with pain. The lights dim and flicker and then just as quickly, it’s gone.
I lay as long as I can beside her, knowing she still has the Patterson’s coming home in the morning.
This morning.
I don’t need or want to have to try and explain a seven-foot-tall male in the Patterson’s bed on top of everything else.
It’s before the gray dawn when I know it’s time, kissing her tenderly on the forehead, and stroking her hair for one final time for a while at least.
She smiles, sighing to herself in her sleep and once I pull away from her, her hand reaches out for me.
I put the warmth of my pillows in my place, knowing it’s not the same. That me not being there by her side, today or any other day will never be enough and I already feel the same.
