by Casey Morgan
I rest my body against him, taking deep breaths. Raul runs his fingers through my hair while I lean into him. I can feel the outline of his dick in his pants pressing into me.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, that felt amazing,” I sigh.
I swallow, picking my head up. I move my body back so I can look down at Raul’s crotch. The outline looks fairly big and long.
“Um…” I start. “Do you want me to…” Instead of finishing the question, I bring my hand down, cupping Raul over his pants.
“Yeah, that’s good,” he grumbles.
I keep going, moving my hand back and forth along the bulge. Raul continues to make quiet moans. I never thought I could affect a man like this. My parents got it into my head that no one would ever want me, but, clearly, Raul does want me.
He went through all that trouble to save me, and he’s going to tell me all about who I am. Something I’ve been wanting to know about my entire life.
Raul grabs my wrist suddenly and pulls me down to the ground. I go with him, looking at him the entire time. He pushes against my shoulder until my back lies against the soft grass. Raul pushes up my skirt, running his palm up my leg the entire way. He squeezes my thigh when he gets there, his nails scratching me a little.
He looks down at me like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever seen. I’ve never felt so cherished or loved. I know Raul has explicitly told me he loves me, but that’s what it feels like. And I think I might even love him. After less than a day. It’s the craziest thing, but I know in my heart that I am not crazy.
I move my hands to Raul’s pants, pushing them down his legs as far as I can. Raul takes them the rest of the way. I let myself grab a handful of Raul’s ass, giving it a squeeze.
“Oh?” he says, sounding surprised.
“I want you inside of me,” and that’s the truth. I just want us to be as humanly close as two people can get.
Raul doesn’t waste any time, pulling my panties off and tossing them God knows where. I feel his dickhead at my entrance, the tip circling around my hole. I squirm under him in anticipation, just waiting for him to make the fateful stroke that will connect the two of us. Being with him feels like exactly where I belong. Even though we’re in the woods, and I only met him this morning, I know Raul is the one for me.
Chapter Twelve
Raul
Anya is under me, looking absolutely perfect. I still can’t believe she actually came for me. I thought after I left her with her parents that we were done. She seemed to be resigned to living with them. And I knew there was nothing I could do to change her mind. That was something Anya would have to decide on her own, whether or not she wanted to be with me.
And I’m so glad that she made the decision that brought her back to me.
And now I have her, my one true mate. I finally get to be with her, and I am so glad that it’s Anya. I felt an instant connection with her. An intense, fiery one that I’m sure won’t dim.
I have my cock tip right at Anya’s entrance. I haven’t even been inside her yet, and I am already feeling overpowered by how close we are. Everything about her sings to me. I just want to be with her and never lose this feeling ever.
She told me she wanted me inside of her, and that’s the same exact thing I want. I want to feel every inch of her, taste her skin, understand her body and soul.
After rubbing my tip around her folds, I push myself into her, her pussy enveloping me.
“Fuck,” I sigh.
Nothing has ever felt this good before.
Anya opens up her legs for me, wrapping them around my waist, pushing me into her even more. She throws her head back, pushing it into the grass, her eyes shut tight.
This is her first time, so I’m sure she is overwhelmed. I’m overwhelmed myself. Our connection is intense, and just being around her ignites my heart.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
“Yeah, yeah. Keep going.”
I do what she asks, pushing until I’m buried inside of her, to the hilt. I take a small break, needing the breather. I’m barely holding on as is, and it’s only been a few minutes. I think what’s keeping me from completely blowing this is my superhuman strength. With Anya, I can do anything.
I start again, pulling my shaft outwards. I move back and forth, pumping in and out of her. Anya and I move together, our bodies becoming one. Her arms wrap around my back, her nails digging into me. Anya’s moans fill my ears, egging me on and on as we find one another, discover one another. I love her so much. Her gorgeous, long blonde hair, her luscious curves that I can grab on to, her face, breasts, mouth, everything about her.
I knew finding your one true mate meant having someone for life, but I didn’t know that it would feel so sublime. Nothing compares to this feeling. Nothing could ever compare to this feeling.
“Raul!” Anya screams.
Her grip tightens around me, and she explodes into a mess of screams and howls and shivers. Her pussy walls quiver against my shaft, pulling my orgasm out of me. I double over and violently shoot my cum into Anya’s pussy. It grips me up greedily, not wasting a single drop.
We both ride out this pleasure wave, meeting one another in the middle. We start to come down together, our bodies slick with sweat, and whatever else is on the ground. I bring my body down on Anya’s, feeling her heartbeat, her breathing. I feel her breath calm down, and I calm down with her.
I move off her body, pulling my pants back up. I still can’t believe she’s really here with me. And she came so quickly. I thought that if she ever did up come back to me, it would take years, maybe. I would have waited here every day for her. But I’m glad it only took a couple of hours.
There is a tinge of sadness, though, because if she’s here with me, and so soon, it must mean that her parents didn’t react well to her running away. I mean, it’s not the greatest news, but the fact that she ran away again means that her parents were probably cruel. I don’t know what they tried to do to her, but it looks like she got away this time.
Because since she escaped and came to see me, that means we can be together forever. There are so many things I have to tell her. There’s all that stuff she came to me to ask about, but there are also things we can get to know about one another as people. I want to learn everything about her. And we’ve got all the time in the world to do it.
“How are you feeling?” I ask Anya.
She seemed to enjoy everything we just did, but I also just want to check-in.
“I’m feeling great,” she smiles.
She reaches for my forehead and swipes the hair away from my eyes. I snuggle in closer to her, kissing the top of her head.
“I’m so happy you came back to me.”
“Me too,” she sighs. “I should have come sooner, but I don’t know,” she shrugs. “I thought I couldn’t do it, or I wasn’t strong enough or something. I know that’s not the truth now. I was just being stupid.” She shakes her head.
“What do you mean?”
“Um, when I got home with my parents, they just went back to how they always were. I had thought my running away and then coming back would maybe force them to change. That they would realize that they can’t control me like that anymore, but I was wrong. They only know one way to parent me, and you can’t even really call it that.”
“I’m so sorry,” I say, holding on to her hand.
It sounds like her life was miserable, just like mine. I hate that she went through so much hardship. But our lives don’t have to be sad like that anymore. As long as we have each other, everything is going to be perfect.
“It’s fine. It’s so weird, but ever since I came into these woods, I’ve felt so much stronger and sure of myself. Just yesterday, I couldn’t even fathom doing something like that, yelling at my parents. I felt so empowered like I could do anything, ya know.”
“Yeah, I think I do.”
“I’m sure if you were there, you would have thought there was totally something
wrong with me. I destroyed almost everything in my parent’s home. I don’t know what came over me. It felt animalistic, but it also felt so good.” Anya smiles and breathes out on the last word.
She doesn’t seem fazed by what happened with her parents. That’s a good thing. Maybe that means she’ll take everything I have to say to her well.
“It’s funny that you bring that up. Or not funny, but coincidental. Or I don’t know. It fits into what I have to tell you. What you came here to find out.”
“What are you talking about?”
I look up the sky, giving myself a second to think. The sun is starting to set at this point, but it hasn’t fully gone down yet. I can see the moon, though. I let it center me, looking at its low light.
I shouldn’t be worried about telling Anya all of this. She’s expecting big news. She knows whatever it is I have to say is going to be life-changing. Her life has already changed so much.
I know she’s not going to leave me because of this. I guess I’m just getting into my own head about all of this. All I need to do is talk to her, let her know exactly what is going on.
“This is going to be a long story, but I’m guessing you are ready to hear it?” Anya nods. “Okay.”
I get myself situated, cuddling with her even more. It’s time to tell her the truth.
Chapter Thirteen
Anya
Raul has given me a lot of build-up to this huge secret he has to tell me. My heart is beating like crazy. I’ve thought about all the possible explanations he could give me. I don’t know what all these weird moving parts that have been set in front of me could mean. I’ve tried to piece them together, but nothing really makes sense.
“So,” Raul starts, “I think the best place to begin is with the fact that I am part wolf. Like I can shift between being in a human form and a wolf form.”
“What?”
I’m not sure I heard him right. Is he telling me that he’s a werewolf? But those don’t exist. They are just stories in books that scare children and some adults.
I don’t understand.
“Part wolf, part human.”
“Like a werewolf?”
Raul smiles.
“Exactly. But I can shift voluntarily. I’m not controlled by the moon. Shifters, that’s what we call ourselves, we can go between our forms whenever we want. I was actually in my wolf form for a lot of my life because it was just easier to travel and stuff.” Raul sounds like he’s ranting, but I do not really hear most of it.
I’m stuck on the fact that he’s a werewolf! Or shifter, I guess. That’s crazy. That’s wild. I don’t know what to think.
“So, you’re a shifter, okay. What does that mean for us?”
Can shifters be together with non-shifters? Is that allowed? I don’t know how any of this works.
“Well, there’s another thing. I mean, there are a lot of other things, but this particular thing is…” Raul stops suddenly. “Sorry, sorry,” he shakes his head, chastising himself. “I’m getting off track and beating around the bush. What I’m trying to say is that you are a shifter, too. You can do all the things I can do, like changing into a wolf, superhuman powers, all that stuff…” Raul trails off, probably noticing that I am simply agog.
My mouth has literally fallen open from the shock. I don’t know what to think or what to do. I mean, I’m a werewolf!
Well, not a werewolf, but close enough! I can shift and stuff. That’s totally crazy! I have a million and one questions, all of them racing through my head.
“Anya, are you okay?” Raul places his hand on me, bringing me back to earth and this moment.
“Yeah, I’m processing,” and that’s the truth.
I heard what Raul said to me, but it’s taking an extra second to internalize it. My entire life up until I met Raul has been a total shit show. Some of the craziest things have happened to me, but learning I am half-wolf has to be some of the craziest. Right?
However, the weirdest thing is that I don’t feel weird about this. Now that I know, so much about my life is falling into place.
“So, are there other people like us?”
I doubt Raul and I are the only shifters. I mean, how much could I know since I just became aware of the half-wolf, half-human people exist, but it would make more sense if there were a bunch of us.
“Yeah,” Raul nods. “There are all kinds of shifters and packs and stuff like that.”
“Are you a part of a pack? Are we in the same pack since you’re my ‘one true love?’”
That’s how Raul referred to himself earlier. I’m guessing it has something to do with all of this shifter stuff. I know that animals mate, so maybe since we’re part animal, there’s something similar for us.
“Um, we were, but some time ago, our pack was experimented on by the government. The men were kept captive, so I…” he trails off.
I put my hand on his cheek. It breaks my heart, thinking about all the things those horrible people must have done to Raul. He does seem a little haunted, and this explains it.
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” I say to him. “You can tell me when you’re ready.”
“Yeah,” Raul shakes his head. “Um, anyway, the baby girls were adopted out to families. But the government assumed them to be a risk, that they were broken and very dangerous. They made sure to give them to families who would do abuse to them in order to keep them ‘in line.’”
I take a deep breath. All of this means that my parents or the people who I thought were my parents never really loved me. I always knew I was adopted, but I thought they took me in because they wanted a daughter of their own to love, not someone to abuse and use for whatever purpose. I was nothing to them.
“As long as they never let you find out that you were part wolf, you couldn’t shift.”
“So, they lied to me and beat me and did all those terrible things because they were just terrible people?”
“I’m sorry,” Raul sighs.
“No, no,” I shake my head. “Maybe it’s better that way. All my life, I had this twisted view of love. I thought no one could love me in any way that wasn’t violent, but now I know that it wasn’t me at all. It was them.”
It’s actually a relief. I don’t have to feel bad about leaving or destroying the house or anything. I can let go of my attachment to my parents, and I don’t have to feel guilty in the slightest.
“Good,” Raul smiles. He looks relieved. He must have been running wild in his mind gearing up to tell me all of this stuff. “Now that you know, with that knowledge comes power. As you shift, you’ll gain superhuman powers. You’ll be able to do things you never imagined.”
“I think I already have,” I mumble, thinking back to my confrontation with my parents.
“What do you mean?”
“When I left home, I could feel this ferocity taking me over. And when I ran away from those wolves. When I ran here. I thought I was going crazy, but it all makes sense now.”
I bite my lip, the excitement of the situation finally hitting me. This is the first thing to ever happen to me that brings me total and absolute joy.
“Well, additionally, wolves in our pack are only half as strong until they meet their one true mate. Once mates come together, they are doubly as strong and can fight way better.”
“So, we’re mates? Like, universally, fatefully, we are meant to be together.”
“That’s one way you could put it.” Raul smiles.
“Wow,” I whisper.
“Yeah, wow…” Raul pauses, looking deep into my eyes before shaking his head and snapping out of whatever haze he was in. “Anyway, there’s a rival pack, the Shadewoods, they prey on us because without our mates, we are weak. They’ve been pretty quiet for a while, but when they saw you, they probably put two and two together.”
“That I’m your mate?”
“Yeah, the Shadewoods prey on our pack because they think we’re weak, which we kind of are given how ou
r pack was broken apart, and most of us believe ourselves to be sterile,” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, everyone in my pack has given up on finding a mate. We thought they were lost to us. We barely have a claim to the land, so, in essence, the Shadewoods had full dominance, but you threatened that. That’s why they were chasing you earlier.”
There’s so much to wrap my head around. I have a mate, I’m a part of a pack, there are wolves that probably want me dead.
It’s all so crazy.
Chapter Fourteen
Anya
My mind is running a mile a minute, but I am managing to keep up.
“When the rival pack attacked you, they were hoping you wouldn’t find me, but, subconsciously, you found your way back to me.” Raul takes my hands in his. “The fact that you found your way to me, it gave me hope again. Something I haven’t had in years.”
“You give me hope, too. I never thought I’d be this happy.”
I’d resigned myself to something small to relieve my suffering, but finding Raul has been the single greatest thing to ever happen to me.
“I’m so happy you came back to me. I was so worried that you wouldn’t be unable to escape. After seeing one of the Shadewoods talking to your parents, I thought they would make doubly sure you’d never leave them again.”
I should have gone with Raul the first time he asked. It must have caused him so much hurt when I walked away like that. And for what? My parents weren’t worth the sacrifice, not in the slightest. They never did anything to earn such fierce loyalty from me, and I’m happy I finally broke out from under them.
“I’m so mad with them that I was just some captive to them, being held as a slave to do whatever for them. It’s just so aggravating.”
I can feel my blood boiling.
“You have every right to be mad. What your parents did you was unspeakably cruel, but we’re together now and stronger because of it. If you’re ready to move forward with me, I’m ready to leave the past in the past.”