Remus's Revelation
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I don’t understand exactly what he means, but I’m too overwhelmed by the immense satisfaction I feel. Which is weird, because I was just thinking about how surprised I was to have enjoyed having such a humongous cock in me. I should be crying right now, but instead, I’m wondering how soon we can do it again!
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- Remus
As my release finishes, I realize that we’re truly joined. In the way our species has missed for so long, I’ve become connected to this small, perfect creature. She’s beautiful and so beguiling.
I experience her bewilderment as she considers my statement and realize again—I’ve so much to share with her. “I can sense you even more intensely now. Your feelings and confusion? What is it you’re unsure about? Please tell me it’s not your feelings for me?”
“No, no. I just… I guess I’m surprised about how wonderful that was. How intense, you know?” Her eyes are earnest as she lets her nimble fingers stroke through the hairs floating around both our heads. Even they look as languid as I feel.
“We’re mates. Perfect together. It’s supposed to be this way, although there are many in my society who assumed it was just a myth.” When I begin to pull my cock from her, she grabs my body with her legs and squeezes. It seems she doesn’t want me to leave her inviting cunt any more than I want to leave it.
“Wait, what do you mean?” Her hands smooth over my shoulders as her eyes roam over my body hungrily.
Dropping my upper body lower, so it rests against hers again, I work on not crushing her while I settle comfortably on top. It’s easier than I thought, and she doesn’t protest as I lower down. My hair circles her as well as my arms, putting her inside a tight cocoon with me.
“Well, my brother Castor for one. He doesn’t believe in the old teachings. Not even to practice daily reflections. When Bren arrived with Hannah, he was sure it was some kind of publicity stunt to sell something. I’m not sure what…”
“Really?” Smiling, she runs her thumbs over my lips lightly as she cups my face. “We’ve people on Earth who don’t believe in any religions or aliens or anything, too. Although, we don’t have any old stories like this—you know, matings and bonding and stuff.” Shrugging, she smiles.
I can feel her happiness as she squeezes around my length still buried deep inside her. “I can sense your happiness, and I’ll always be able to tell what you’re feeling. Anger, sadness—”
“What?” Cutting me off, she shifts under me. I lift up to give her more room, withdrawing slowly. My cock immediately protests at the withdraw from her warmth. I look at her questioningly before settling next to her.
“What did you mean? You’ll be able to feel…” Her voice trails off with uncertainty. I sense her confusion and insecurity.
“I feel your confusion, but you heard me correctly. Can you discern me? How happy I am?” Grasping her hand, I lace our fingers and clasp it over my chest. Elation at our circumstances bubbles up inside me, and her eyes widen in wonder.
“That’s you?” Springing up next to me, she leans over my body and flattens her other hand on my chest. “It is you! Oh my fucking god, how’s that possible?”
Confusion with a touch of awe and fear cloud her surprise. “It’s how our bond works. It’s all part of what makes us mates and perfect for one another.” Lifting her heavy hair, I shift my head on the pillow to take in her progressing mating marks.
Sure enough, the colors are identical to my own now. Richer, with a touch of iridescence that makes her deep, brown skin sparkle. Her voice is low and hesitant as she tries to glance over her shoulder to see them herself. “Do they match yours now? And this feeling sharing… is it like reading minds?”
I can feel her fear more strongly now. No, less fear and more insecurity. “You never have to worry about me judging you because of what you feel. I want to always be there for you. If you’re sad or mad or angry, I can help you. And it works both ways.”
It’d be a strange thing to be exposed to a new culture and sense sharing. I never imagined this could happen to me, but I’m happy to share whatever I feel to have the commitment we now possess between us.
She’s mine and only mine. Forever.
Travek will gloat, but he was absolutely right. Sometimes that’s a hard strike to suffer, when a sibling is so right. How many times had I wished that my brother’s words about Canesta had been right?
That it would be wonderful, and I’d feel this close to our Ermada? To potentially be helping her create life in a society so in need of new blood?
Now? I’m extremely happy that it never happened. That I’ve only shared this with the beautiful, dark female beside me. She’s still staring at me with her mouth open but nodding.
“I can… I can definitely feel your happiness about this. And I’m happy to be here with you, but this is kind of blowing my mind. You realize you didn’t mention this aspect of the mating.” If I couldn’t sense her lack of anger, I might believe she was upset, but it’s clear from her body language and what I sense that mostly, she’s overwhelmed.
Maybe a change of scenery would help? Now that I know we’ll be addressed by the Ashen, I can take her out and introduce her to my brother and his mate, Lisa. I’m sure Lisa expected to see us by now, but if they’d been out in the water earlier, we’d have stopped to visit.
I’m glad they weren’t though. We may have stopped, and this may not have happened so quickly. Already, I’d like to sink into her again.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t mention this, but we’ve had quite a bit going on… and you sidetracked me with kissing and licking and sex.” Her slow smile as she lays down to put her head next to mine, lets me know I’m forgiven.
Wrapping my hand behind her head, I pull her lips to mine and begin a slow exploration of her mouth, tangling my tongue with hers. My cock that had settled once exposed to the cooler air, perks up, distracting me. It will be awhile before I become adjusted to experiencing the heightened and pleasurable sensitivity she inspires in my entire body.
Already, I’m getting drawn from my purpose. Pulling my lips from her, I grind out, “Would you like to walk over to Lisa and Travek’s dwelling?”
Her eyes brighten immediately. “Yes! Please.”
Swinging a leg over me, she straddles my body as she pulls out the hair tie at the end of her braid. “I need to re-braid my hair. I’m sure I have bed head now.”
When she tries to hop off the other side, I grasp her hips tightly in my hands. “Wait.” Squeezing her backside, I pull her harder against me to rock my length against the wetness that’s seeping onto me.
“You’re insatiable.” Her lips curve into a teasing smile as she lifts higher on her knees to settle her pussy around my cock, rubbing our combined juices on me in a soft, rocking motion. “Is that good?” she purrs as I feel her own pleasure kick up in our bond.
“Can you feel how good it is?” Her eyes narrow as she considers my question. Instead of answering, she presses into me harder.
Picking up speed, she tilts her hips back and forth making my balls tighten and my breathing pick up. It’s so intense and wonderful, I just want to pull her higher to slam her down my length, but I’m intrigued at her toying with me.
Trying to control myself, I begin to count backwards so I don’t take over or spill all over my stomach. I clench my teeth and smile encouragingly.
Lifting up higher, I watch her tits sway with each twitch of her hips along me. Grasping a nipple in each hand, I squeeze them together and pull up to lick a nipple, teasing it to lengthen and tighten for me. Her guttural moan makes my cock harden, before she grinds out, “Oh, I feel you now. That’s incredible.”
And she’s right. It is incredible. I feel her elation and lust mixed with my own. While I’m distracted, she slides to the top of me, and my cock enters her in one hard thrust.
When she freezes above me, I groan, trying not to move. She moans above me, and I don’t feel pain, but elation as her pussy quivers and knead
s me.
Her orgasm milks me, and I arch beneath her, shooting deep inside her depths as our combined exhilaration makes us squeeze each other tightly. When she falls onto my chest, I wrap her in my arms as I arch under her, making her keening cries escalate as she melts into me.
It’s several long moments later before she looks up at me lazily with a satisfied smile on her face. “What were we going to do again? I think my brain is fried…”
Laughing, we roll onto our sides as our breathing slows down. Eventually, we’ll get up, but Jo-Anne seems in no hurry as she lounges using my bicep as a pillow.
I revel in the knowledge that my mate is safe in my arms, filled with my seed, and potentially carrying our child. It’s a sobering idea that I never thought I’d be lucky enough to consider.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- Jo-Anne
I feel so wiped out! Who’d have thought that having muliple orgasms would do you in like this? Since it’s never happened to me—I’d no idea!
I’m still marveling about how great sex is with Remus. It’s a revelation! Corey was a sweet guy, but compared to Remus, he was a boy. Remus is one-hundred percent man.
Fluttering my hands over his chest in front of me, I think about getting up. I want to, my body isn’t totally cooperating yet. If only the call of nature wasn’t less demanding.
Rolling out of bed, I tiptoe to the bathroom door, but when I glance back, Remus is watching me. He wasn’t sleeping after all. “Did you still want to head out to the water?”
Propping his head up on one hand with his nudity on full display, I can’t help feeling like I’ve stepped into someone else's life. He looks like a biker god with all his colorful tattoos and muscles bulging everywhere. How did someone that looks like that ever become interested in someone like me?
“Uh, yeah.” Grabbing the robe I noticed earlier on the back of the bathroom door, I slip into it, trying to act casual about my own nudity. “Just give me a few minutes, and I’ll get dressed.”
A big smile spreads across his face while his eyes follow every movement I make with a predatory stare. “Excellent. I saw some bathing outfits in the drawer. Can I pick one for you?”
Only my head is peeking out as I mutter, “Sure.”
Splashing water on my face, I grin like a fool at my reflection. Except for the fact that I’ve been abducted and now have a very alien boyfriend, this has been one of the best experiences that I’ve ever had—or even imagined.
Mind blowing, earth shattering—is that even right? We’re still technically on Earth. Fucking awesome is the most accurate description.
Dropping the top of my robe, I take a second to flip my hair over my shoulder and study my back. Yep, they’re darker, and just as beautiful as Remus’s. I look bad-ass too.
After using the little girl’s room and splashing water on my face, I’m surprised to find Remus sitting on the side of the bed in a pair of very Human looking swim shorts. Even his hair is nicely laid back against his head in what I’m coming to recognize as his normal style of braid. I wonder how long it’d take him to do that to my hair? It makes my quick braid look like a toddler did it in comparison.
“I’ve picked out this one?” He picks up the swim suit next to his hip, and I’m surprised to see it’s a tiny, hot-pink bikini.
Blinking in shock, I begin to sputter. He looks down at the suit in his hand with concern. “Is there something wrong with this?”
“It’s just… let’s just make sure that it fits… properly.” Remus smiles and waits expectantly for me to try it on. My nerves jump again as I realize he plans to sit and watch.
“What’s wrong?” His smile has disappeared. I know I’m being ridiculous, but I can’t even look him in the eye. Pulling me toward him, he wraps his arms around me as his perfect hair unravels to stroke my face as the same time. “What’s this you’re concerned about?”
Keeping my eyes on his naked chest, I try to plan a way to explain. Before I can figure out how to communicate my embarrassment, he draws me in and wraps his arms around me. “You’re shy? Is this what I’m feeling—this insecurity? Fear?”
He pulls back to lock eyes. “You never have to worry about me judging you in any way. You’re perfect. Everything about you is perfect.”
I can’t look at him. He’s just being nice now. I appreciate it, but I’m not stupid.
“I’m serious, and I want you—no, need you to understand that. If it makes you uncomfortable, then you can take it in the bathroom. But just remember…” He locks eyes with me seriously. “… I’ve licked everything between your legs.”
I can feel myself flushing red at his crude words. Sure, it’s true, but still…
“Jo-Anne, please look at me.” It takes a moment for me to brace myself and peek up from his perfect chest to his equally beautiful face. It’s so easy for him to say—he’s the best-looking guy I’ve ever met. “Do you think I’m attractive?”
His question catches me off guard since it’s exactly what I’d been thinking. How good-looking he is. I feel myself blushing as I nod wordlessly. That’s a stupid question. I bet he’s never been told he’s overweight. “Well, yes—”
“You do realize that we’re mated because we're a perfect match. I find you just as attractive as you find me.”
When I snuff in disbelief, he grasps my chin and tilts my head up to meet his eyes. “You’re the most exotic female I’ve ever seen. Your beautiful hair…” He runs his hands down to the end of my braid and releases it in front of us, slowly unwinding it between us. “Your big eyes and plush, pink lips.” Bending toward me, he places a chaste kiss on my lips.
I don’t even realize he’s pulled the bow on my robe until it falls open, and his gaze drops. “Your big, beautiful breasts.” As he cups them I moan, pressing into his hands more firmly before wrapping my arms around his head to kiss him properly. He’s so sweet to me.
Instead of deepening the kiss as I expect, he pulls away to look down at me seriously again. “Your taste and scent draw me, too. Everything about you is perfect, but I can feel your insecurity.” Looking down at the discarded bathing suit by his leg, he picks it up to swing it in front of our faces. “If you aren’t comfortable with something, you just have to tell me. But don’t hide from me. When it’s us, let’s just be us. Alright?”
Tears well up in my eyes at his words. Could he be right? For the first time, instead of assuming that anything complementary coming out of a guy’s mouth is an attempt at getting into my pants, I think he might really mean it. Does he actually see me the way I see him? As the most perfect specimen of man I’ve come across?
Taking a deep breath, I throw my shoulders back and straighten my arms to let the robe fall behind me. Grabbing his knee for support, I pick up the bikini bottoms and step into them. They fit perfectly and aren’t quite as skimpy as I originally thought.
Remus watches me as I arrange the straps on the string bikini top and turn around for him to tie them. “Double knot, okay? Do you know what I mean? We don’t want one of these coming undone!”
“Well, not on purpose.” His hands are quick and efficient. Making sure he doesn’t catch any stray hairs around my neck, he finishes up and swings me around by my shoulders with a smile. “I like this.”
I bet he does. It doesn’t leave much to the imagination. I’ve never worn anything but a one-piece bathing suit before. But what does it matter? It’s just us, right? And Lisa and her mate? And they may not even be there.
Grabbing towels, Remus ushers me to the door and grabs my hand as he walks across the grass. It’s picture perfect outside with a clear, blue sky. As we walk through the tall hedges, I begin to hear laughter and realize there are others at the pool already.
“Jo-Anne!” Lisa flies at me like a long-lost sister, and I admit I’m relieved to see her. I’m actually relieved to see anyone from my study group. It lets me know I haven’t been fed a line of bullshit until this point. “How are you? Has Remus been good to you?”
I hug her back enthusiastically as she squeezes me. “I’m good,” I assure her directly in her ear.
Lisa pulls back to look at me seriously as I spin around and pull my hair to the side, displaying my mating marks.
“Oh, wow! Nice…” Her voice drops conspiratorially. “…I’m so happy for us both if you know what I mean.” She winks and then does a quick twirl to flash me her back. The colors glow and reflect the sunlight before she turns around.
Studying my face, she smiles as she takes in my pink suit. “I have one just like that in yellow.” Tugging on my hand, she turns me towards Remus, who’s a step away with another clearly alien man. “And this is my mate, Travek. He’s the one you’ve to thank for bringing you here to Remus.”
Travek throws back his head and laughs as Remus looks at me nervously. “I’m not sure that either one of them will agree with you, but I’m sorry, Jo-Anne. It wasn’t my intention to take everyone in the room with Lisa.”
So this is who’s fault it is? I’m not exactly sure how I feel about everything, but five minutes ago I was content. Remus pulls me into his arms and locks them around my shoulders, facing me toward Travek. “You’re right.” His voice rumbles through his chest against my back.
Travek continues to laugh at Remus’s confession as he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, really? Specifically, what was I right about?”
“Don’t gloat.” Lisa slaps Travek’s arm lightly and then links her body around him. “But seriously, do you feel better now? More settled?”
I look up at Remus curiously. He didn’t mention anything about his arrival and not feeling well.
“Yes. I was torn, but once I met and talked to Jo-Anne…” He looks down at me as his voice trails off. “She’s beautiful and totally irresistible.”