by Andrea Allen
He pulled me off his body for just a second, slipping off my jeans, and I started to do the same thing. Soon, we were both naked, our bodies against one another, my pussy rubbing against his hardening cock. I wanted it so badly, and just the grazing of stimulation between my clit and the tip of his member was enough to cause me to shiver with anticipation, the need within my body almost overwhelming me. He proceeded to them push his hands against the edge of my hips, sliding me off his legs, and that’s when I got an idea.
I moved to the bed, propping my backside up for him to see. My plump ass was there, almost begging for him to touch it, and as he looked at it, and then at me, he began to feel a ghosting arousal almost intoxicate him.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Do you want to try it?” I asked.
“Yes,” he breathed, unable to really do much else. He moved to his jeans, grabbing a condom that I presumed he put in there for safekeeping, and soon, he put his hands on my ass cheeks, lightly rubbing them.
“You’re so cute Sally. And your ass is to die for,” he said, giving it a little spank. I began to moan, excited for him to touch me, and soon, he undid the condom. I felt him move himself closer once he sheathed himself, and that’s when he pushed himself into me.
I felt like he was splitting me apart, and it felt so familiar, but so different. It was deeper than the other times we’ve done this, a sign that this was certainly going to be an experience. I loved how he filled me up in this manner, and soon, he started to move in and out, thrusting against me. I clutched the sheets, feeling his hands move towards my hips as he began to move in and out of my warm hole.
I loved how deep he was getting, almost pushing all the way in. I screamed out in wanton need and pleasure, and when he spanked my ass with each thrust, I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. All of this was so perfect, so amazing, and while it was fast, it was the kind of quickie that I needed ibn my life. Plus, I knew that he wanted this just as much as I did, and judging from the speed he was going, he wouldn’t be lasting much longer too.
After a few more thrusts, he began to tense up, groaning out loud, and that’s when I felt him move his hands to my clit, rubbing it slightly as he came inside of me. the combination of the friction from his fingers, and my own personal need made me tense up, crying out loud as I arched my back, pushing against his cock as I came hard. I could feel the warmth of himself against me too, and for a moment, I didn’t want to move. All of this was so perfect so arousing, and in truth, I wanted to just indulge in the pleasure of it all as time went on.
For a long time, neither of us moved, and soon, he pulled away, looking at me. He then turned me around, staring deeply into my eyes, and soon, the two of us shared a kiss. I loved the way he kissed me in such a chaste manner, like he knew that all of this would be okay.
“I’ll always protect you. You don’t have to be alone anymore,” he told me.
“Thank you,” I said.
We shared another kiss, holding our naked bodies together, and soon, we passed out. It was a magical sort of night for both of us, neither of us wanting to move or do anything else, and in truth, I felt like this was the start of our life, the start of a new beginning.
Noel quickly got an apartment after he started his job. Apparently, since he was in the military it proved to be kind of easy for the guy, and after he talked with our parents, they agreed to have me live with him, mostly because he would watch over my studies and make sure I did okay. I was happy that I had that support in my life. College wasn’t too terrible; it was actually way easier now that I was out of that house. While living there was great and all, it did take a lot out of me, and plus I had more freedom. Noel did provide for me, and he made sure to take care of me in his own way, which was something I thanked him for.
For a long time, we lived together in a sort of harmony that most people didn’t really understand, but we did. I loved having him around, and the fact that we got to have fun and mess around whenever we wanted was a plus. I was always happy, and he seemed to be as well.
I graduated a year early, managing to nail a job in my field almost immediately. I was happy to work, and Noel and I made sure that we did what we both enjoyed. He was always so supportive, and even when he did sometimes stumble and fall with his own recovery, I could tell that he did well with it.
He did manage to go to therapy for the situations he suffered while in combat, which did help. However, he soon learned that I was the best therapy for him, which helped him make a speedier sort of recovery in the long run. Overall, we were both happy, and in truth, I didn’t want to change a thing.
It was then when about three years later, Noel looked at me one night, getting down on one knee, asking for my hand. I began to cry, feeling excited about everything, almost like it was a dream. I said yes, and the two of us shared a passionate moment together. I felt like I was doing what I wanted to do in my life, and that this was the beginning of a new story, a new chapter, a new realm of happiness.
My stepbrother and I became something more, and while I knew that the sins of our past still laid there, and that the trauma might still rear its ugly head from time to time, we managed to overcome it, and because of that, we could look forward to tomorrow with a happy look on our face, and with a desire to make it better than it’s ever been before.
THE END
Bonus 17 of 30
Red wolf
Description
Kiera knew that going into the forest alone was a bad idea, but as she walks around, she gets lost, then attacked by a mysterious creature. Knowing that death is near, she braces for the worst, but is soon saved by two mysterious creatures, the rumored red wolf she’s heard about.
However, when she wakes up, she’s certainly not around wolves anymore, but instead two attractive men. Immediately, the sparks begin to fly, and she soon begins to realize her thoughts are driving her both to her curiosity about these men and a need for something more. But of course, these two are hiding a secret, and with the legend of the red wolf at the helm of her thoughts, Kiera knows there is a connection to that legend and these two men. But will they let her know the truth before it’s too late, and will they let her in on what’s going on?
Chapter 1
“Where am I?” I asked myself as I stepped along the pathway. I could’ve sworn that this was the correct path. I mean, it’s not like I was going in circles or anything, but something about this felt like it was off. I looked around, the moonlight of the night showing the pathway. It was the only light that I had, one that wasn’t going to do me a lot of justice unless I got out of here soon.
This was what I got for being a nature photographer it seemed. I should have known by now to have headed back, but I really wanted to see if the red wolf rumor was true. Then again, maybe it was just some stupid pipe dream, something I followed simply because it was the right thing to do. I continued trudging forward, the cold night air chilling my bones. I needed to find something, anything to help me get back on the right path.
I heard a rustling in the bushes. When I looked about, there was nothing, absolutely nothing there. I began to wonder if I was imagining things, and soon, I started to shake my head.
“I can’t be imaging it. There is something out there,” I muttered to myself. Was it the red wolf, or was it something else? As I continued forward, I heard it again, whipping around to potentially get a view of whatever it was. I hoped it was some small animal that found its way here, but there was that part of me that knew it wasn’t the case.
However, what happened next stunned me. I was immediately attacked from behind, claws digging into my skin. I cried out, feeling the trickle of blood already. Damn he got deep. I fell to the ground, my golden blonde hair in front of my face. I tried to scramble forward, but it was no use. The creature had me and I was stuck here. Would this be the end? Or was it going to be the beginning of whatever would happen next? I didn’t sense anyone about and I knew that calling out for help was only going t
o make matters worse.
The only place around was some billionaire’s mansion. I didn’t know who it was, but if he had this hanging as close as he did to me, then I didn’t want to take my chances.
I felt the mouth of this mysterious creature right against my own. It was a bear. I noticed it finally after coming to. The daze I felt when I got bit seemed to loom over me and I could feel my body growing hazy as my consciousness slipped away. I began to hope for something, anything that could save me from whatever the hell was going to happen next.
That mouth was right near my neck. It was dangerously close to biting there, snapping the tendons and killing me. I wondered if I’d make it out alive, but I doubted it. I guess this was my way to go. I knew being a nature photographer did pose quite the heavy risk, but this was insane. This was completely and utterly insane.
I started to feel my consciousness slip away as I felt my body lose all of its strength. This was it. At least I’d be unconscious when this beast decided to devour me. I then felt something hit right up against the bear, startling my body from its clutches. I felt my body thump to the ground, causing me to let out a hiss of pain, but then, unconsciousness screamed against every single tendon, making it hard for me to even pull my head forward.
However, my ears still worked. I heard screams, almost as if the beast was being torn apart by whatever it was that saved me. But I wondered if this person was friend or foe? I wasn’t totally sure. When I heard the sound of the beast’s dying wail, I struggled to get up, to thank whoever it was that saved me. Of course, was it worth it to thank them? They could be here to kill me in the same light, but there was something within me that spoke otherwise, especially regarding that. However, I couldn’t keep my eyes open, or my body up, so I passed out.
Maybe I would die here. I don’t want to think so, but that’s what was at the forefront of my mind as I lay there, unconscious and unsure of where I would end up. There was a presence near me, and I struggled to flutter my eyes open, but it was no use. I prepared for the sweet release of death, and soon, the creature grabbed me. I braced myself, knowing this could be the end of it all. Instead of it killing me, I was pulled somewhere, almost dragged to a new location. I was then carried almost in a bridal-style by whoever it was that did this. I mean, deep down I did thank them for what they did, but I also had no idea just what this person or creature was capable of. Would it kill me? Or would I live to tell the tale.
The only thing I did know was that when I did open my eyes, a gasp emitted from my mouth. This was what I was looking for, the creature that I had yearned to spot, only to avoid it up until this time.
I was being carried by the red wolf, whatever this creature was. I knew this would be quite the story, if I did manage to get out of this alive and with all of my limbs intact. There wasn’t much I could do, as the darkness of my consciousness seeped away, leaving me almost dead to the world in this mysterious creature’s arms.
Chapter 2
I woke up shortly after my rest, or at least that’s what I called it. I thought I was dead, or at least that’s what I expected. I realized I was in a perfectly made room, with velvety sheets, a beautiful high ceiling and furniture that looked more expensive than the type I was used to.
“Where the hell am I?” I asked.
“You’re awake. That’s relieving. I didn’t think you would make it, especially with how close to death you were,” a voice said.
I looked, seeing that it was a mysterious man. He was about my age, with sandy blonde hair, green eyes and he wore a perfectly pressed tux. I looked at him, my face contorted into that of confusion more than anything.
“Where am I?” I asked.
“You’re at Master Richard’s home. I’m Spencer, his head butler and servant,” he said.
I extended my hand, awkwardly looking at him. Damn he was cute. “Kiera,” I told him.
“Well Kiera, I’m glad you’re alive. I made sure that you were taken care of. Seems you got attacked by a bear and the wounds were deep,” he said.
I tried to move, noticing that it didn’t hurt. “Yeah, but it doesn’t hurt,” I said.
“I’m an apothecary, along with being the head butler here. For master, I make a variety of concoctions, some of them including healing ones,” he said to me.
I listened to this, but in all honesty, I felt like there was something more.
“Where is your master? I have a few questions,” I said.
“About what? He is still sleeping, so I don’t assume he’ll be up for a while,” he told me.
I blushed, trying my hardest to figure out what to say.
“About what I saw last night. I could’ve sworn I was taken in by a red wolf,” I told him.
He looked at me, his face almost changing on instinct. Was there something he knew that I didn’t. Finally, he shook his head, looking at me directly.
“You’re making that up. You know that’s a legend just as well as I do,” he said.
“Right. But I could’ve sworn I saw it,” I said.
“You probably were just seeing things since you were right at death’s door. Don’t think any more of it, for it’s probably that,” he insisted.
I wanted to believe that, but in all honesty, something about that seemed very wrong. However, I didn’t question it.
“So you’re his butler. This is that rich dude that lives right along the edge of the forest, right? Doesn’t he worry about the animals?” I asked.
“I do, but I have quite the security as well in case something happens,” a voice said.
I looked up, and Spencer immediately smiled.
“There you are master,” he said.
“Hello Spencer. It seems our little guest is up,” he said.
“Yeah. Sorry about that. I’m Kiera,” I said to him.
“Richard. But I’m sure he informed you of that,” he told me.
“Yeah he did. So you live alone here? I thought you had other servants,” I said.
“I have a couple, but Spencer is the only live-in servant. He’s been my right-hand man since the beginning, since I moved out here and put my business remotely,” he said.
I knew his business was in computers and other stuff, which shocked me since the signal out here is poor.
“Well, it seems you’ve done well,” I said.
“Naturally. Now might I ask you a question?” he offered.
I blushed, trying my hardest to figure out what to say to him next. I finally nodded, looking in his eyes.
“Shoot,” I said.
“What were you doing in the forest? It’s dangerous at night,” he said.
“I got lost. I was supposed to take a different way, but I didn’t know until it was too late. One thing led to another, and I was attacked. I could’ve sworn I was saved by a red wolf, who I was looking for, but I guess that was my imagination,” I said.
Now I knew something was fishy. Immediately, Richard’s shoulders stiffened at those words.
“You said you’re looking for the red wolf?” he asked.
“Yeah. I’m a nature photographer. I thought maybe being a bit curious would help, but I guess that wasn’t the case,” I said.
“It’s best not to meddle in those affairs. The red wolf is a myth, a legend and I suggest you don’t get too close to it, for your life might be in danger as the legend says,” he insisted.
That’s right. If you did see the red wolf, there was a chance you’d die. I shook my head, thinking that it was nothing more than crazy talk.
“I don’t fear death,” I said.
“I don’t fear it either, but that doesn’t mean I suggest you follow that pathway. It’s only going to hurt you Kiera, especially if you get too curious,” he said to me.
I looked to Spencer, who smiled weakly. Richard was an attractive man, about five years older than me. He had a poise that screamed he had money and a look in his eyes that also begged for something else. I didn’t know why, but something about this man intrigued m
e, making me wonder if there was more to this than what met the eye. But he was so insistent upon not telling me about whatever it was he was hiding, and avoiding the subject of the red wolf. I simply nodded, staring at him.
“Very well sir,” I said.
“It’s for your own good not to get involved,” he told me.
“Right. Well thank you for taking care of me.”
“Naturally. Once you’re well, I’ll escort you back to the visitor’s center. There, I suggest that you head back, and don’t try to go and find out more about that red wolf. He’s a legend for a reason,” he said.
I listened to this, taking his advice and heeding it. “Right,” I said.