He wanted to possess her completely. To spread her wide and take her. Right now. No compromises.
Matt took a deep breath as he admired Leah’s naked flesh in front of him. Flawless skin. Generous curves in all the right places. He ached to touch her all over, but at the same time, it seemed almost criminal to rush things.
There could only be one first time.
One first time for his lips to connect with the soft pink of her nipples.
One first time for him to taste her sweet nectar.
One first time for his cock to enter her.
He wanted to do it all, slowly, so that he would remember it forever.
At the same time, he heard her voice in his mind, spurring him on to take her. How he wanted to give in to her demands, to please her.
He reached down between her legs and gently explored her folds. She was slick with her own juices already, had been for quite some time; he’d been able to pick up on the scent of her arousal from the moment they’d first kissed out in the garden.
She moaned and pressed her hips up, forcing his finger to touch her more deeply. Then, as their eyes locked, something in him snapped.
He could hold back no more.
And so he spread her thighs wide and pushed his swollen cock against her opening. She was tight; perhaps it had been a while for her too.
Either way, it didn’t matter. It was clear that this, what they felt together, was beyond anything either of them had experienced with any other partner. No matter what had come before, this was a new beginning; a new life of sorts.
When he entered her, an even louder moan escaped her lips. He felt a red haze descend over him, putting him in a kind of trance. He could feel her pleasure inside of him. He could hear the blood rush through her veins, the feverish pace of her heartbeat.
As he sped up, he could sense exactly how she wanted it: the faster and harder he went, the more intense her reactions were.
How beautiful she looked, her lips slightly parted, eyes full of desire for him. He so needed to hear her scream. To see those beautiful lips opened wider and gasping for air.
So he made it happen. Harder. Deeper.
His cock started to tingle and pulsate. He was getting close himself, which in turn seemed to spur her on.
Their climax came so quickly it almost snuck up on him. Leah hit the point of no return first, twitching, quivering underneath him as she screamed out his name.
He wasn’t sure what happened next, only that he found himself drowning in waves of bliss as he filled her with his hot seed.
Although he’d always been fit, it took a while for him to catch his breath.
“That was…”
“Yeah,” she gasped.
“I love you,” he whispered.
She pressed her lips together and stared at him with those big, dark eyes of hers. I love you too, he could hear her say in his mind.
He wasn’t sure how he knew, but he was certain that now they had truly become one. Their bond would not be broken, not by time, distance or interference by other people.
This was it. They were a couple.
Matt wasn’t sure when exactly he’d fallen asleep. It was unusual for him to fall asleep so easily, more so because it was the middle of the day. He hadn’t slept at daytime since his childhood.
He looked over at Leah, who still snoozed beside him. Her dark locks were spread out over the pillow, but he could still make out how tousled they’d become during their passionate romp earlier. Watching her made him smile.
Despite being in this bed for the very first time, he felt at home. And it was all because she was here.
It hadn’t been easy, getting to this point together. A lot had tried to stand in their way.
Matt thought about what brought them here. The glances stolen at each other through windows or fences. The messages back and forth that had sparked an initial friendship, which inevitably wanted to develop into something more.
He remembered their conversations, including the very first time she’d overtly started to flirt with him. He’d been an idiot, holding back, trying to deny his feelings in the hopes that simply talking to her would be enough. Fate, as well as Leah, of course, had had other ideas.
Flowers and chocolates, she’d said she wanted. He hadn’t given her either so far. That had to change.
Now that they were together, he would give her whatever she’d want. He’d give her the world if he could.
Finally, Leah stirred, opening her eyes and blinking a few times as they adjusted against the bright daylight in her bedroom. In their hunger for each other, they’d never even closed the curtains.
“I fell asleep,” Leah remarked.
“Me too.” Matt smiled at her.
“I feel so… lazy.” Leah stretched her arms but made no attempt to get up.
Recalling his earlier thoughts, Matt realized that although he still didn’t have either chocolates or flowers to give her, the very least he could do was provide some caffeine.
“How about I make us a cup of tea?” he suggested.
“That would be lovely.”
Matt leaned over and kissed her lips. So sweet. In all the frenzy earlier, he hadn’t even stopped to notice her fragrance. Like vanilla and spring blossoms.
Then he got up and made his way to the kitchen. Although he’d only been in her house briefly once before, he could find his way blindfolded if he had to. Their bungalows shared the same layout, the only difference being the sunroom he’d added to the back of his house years ago.
He put on the kettle and out of habit scanned the street outside. It was quiet, save for one black van parked right in front of the house.
Shit. Had the Alliance found out about them?
Matt turned the kettle off and rushed back through the lounge towards the hall, then stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a very familiar figure.
“Henry.” Matt turned to face him and folded his arms. His body squarely blocked the hallway leading to the rest of the house and with it, Leah. No matter what, these people wouldn’t take Leah. No way. He wouldn’t let it happen.
“Matt. You know why they sent me here?” Henry asked in a low voice.
“I can guess, and before you say anything else, no, you can’t take her.”
Henry sighed. “There’s been a lot of enemy activity in the city, and everyone is on high alert.”
“I don’t care. I’m not going to let you take her.” Matt felt his muscles tighten, his skin crawl. He was ready to shift and charge if the situation demanded it.
“Relax, I’m not going to take her.” Henry ran his hand through his hair and started pacing around the room. “The truth is, I’m not happy with the status-quo. What happened to you, here, it’s not right. None of this is right.”
“Okay… What are you trying to say, exactly?”
“I have a plan to make things right, but it’s going to take some time to set up.”
“Shoot.”
“Firstly, this is for you.” Henry retrieved something from his pocket and handed it to Matt. An SD card, like the ones you put into a digital camera.
“You might want to keep that safe. I caught her red-handed taking pictures, so she wouldn’t have had time to make another copy.”
Matt weighed the little card in his hand, then looked up again. “You caught who? Taking pictures of what exactly?”
Henry cocked his head to the side. “Your neighbor, Caroline. I’m sure you can guess what she was taking pictures of without me spelling it out.”
Matt swallowed. Carrie? He’d known she was a gossip, but to actually spy on the two of them? He would have never expected her to go that far.
“You seem confused. See, we finally managed to crack one of the guys who was at this house that night. One of the Sons of Domnall.”
“Right…”
“He mentioned a female collaborator who had tipped them off.”
No way. Carrie had sent those people here to attack Leah? And
for what, to try to draw him out?
“That doesn’t make any sense. Carrie and I grew up together. If the people who took me knew what I was, and Carrie is involved with them too, why would she send those guys after me now?”
“Who knows what these people were thinking. If one faction even talks to the other. Before you burst into the house fully shifted, these people weren’t even sure you were one of ours.” Henry shrugged.
“Anyway, so what do you want in return for this?” Matt nodded down at the card in his hand.
“It’s not like that. I don’t want anything in return. I want you to consider my idea carefully, and if you agree, only then do I want your help when the time is right.”
“Tell me.”
“I-” Henry took a deep breath. “I want to go public.”
Matt raised an eyebrow.
“Think about it. None of this would have ever happened if people knew about our kind.”
“What about the whole secrecy thing Jamie was telling me about?”
“Oh, the Alliance will fight us every step of the way. That’s why we’ve got to be careful until all the pieces are in place.”
Matt scratched his chin. Was it a trap? Was Henry just probing him to see where his loyalties lie? But that didn’t seem like the guy; he’d always seemed quite straightforward. An honest man. Margaret, now her he could imagine to do something underhanded like this, but not Henry.
“What do you need?” Matt asked, finally.
“People. Good, loyal people who believe that openness is the way forward.”
“I can’t help you with that. I don’t even know anyone.”
“That’s okay. I just want to know if I can call on you when the time comes.” Henry looked Matt in the eye as he waited for an answer.
Matt considered the idea and considered the man standing before him. Ever since he found out about his true nature, he’d questioned the same things, wondered if things wouldn’t have turned out better if he had known about his true nature sooner.
And Henry… the frustration he had shown earlier about what he had been sent in to do here seemed genuine. Matt took a deep breath and decided to take a chance.
“Okay. I’m in,” Matt said.
Henry exhaled, as if he’d been holding his breath the whole time while waiting for Matt’s response.
“Right, well, that’s good news. Just so you know, you won’t have to worry about your neighbor snooping around anymore. I’ve got her in the back of the van already.”
“Great,” Matt said, though he still couldn’t quite believe Carrie’s involvement in all of this.
“I’m going to head back now and tell everyone I found no evidence of you and the human woman being involved with one-another. You take care now.”
“Okay, thanks,” Matt mumbled, and watched Henry turn around and march out of the lounge, through the adjoining entrance hall and out the front door.
What a bizarre conversation.
Outside, an engine purred to life, and a vehicle - the van, most likely - pulled away and drove off.
“Who were you talking to?” Leah asked, resting her hand on Matt’s shoulder. He hadn’t even heard her walk up behind him.
“That’s a long, weird story.” Matt turned, and put his arms around Leah’s waist.
She smiled at him and tiptoed to give him a peck on the lips. With her around, it was easy to think that everything was just going to work itself out.
“I’m not going anywhere. Now how about we have that cup of tea, and you tell me everything,” she suggested.
He smiled back at her. “All right.”
She took his hand, and they walked back into the kitchen together. A quick glance out the window revealed that all was quiet. As if Henry had never even come by.
Epilogue
It had been a long five-hour drive to Applecross Bay, filled with awkward silences. Leah was glad that Jamie, Matt’s eerily similar looking brother, was driving. Not only did it give her the chance to admire the pretty scenery on the way, she wasn’t even sure her little car would have made it this far.
Matt, who sat in the front seat next to Jamie, wasn’t quite as receptive to the views; he had other things on his mind. Leah had been able to sense his concerns, obviously.
At last, they pulled into a gravel driveway leading to a solitary house nestled among the sand dunes surrounding the coastline. So this was where the two brothers were born.
“You ready?” Jamie turned the key to switch off the ignition and then turned to face Matt.
Matt didn’t answer straightaway.
Leah squeezed his shoulder. It’ll be fine. They’re your parents. They’ll be thrilled to have you back.
I know, but… Ah, screw it.
“Sure. Let’s go,” Matt said.
One by one they undid their seat belts and got out of the car. Jamie led the way up the gravel path leading to the porch, and Matt followed reluctantly. It was strange how similar the two brothers looked, and yet how different their personalities were.
Jamie was so serious, almost cold in everything he did, while Matt was a lot more sensitive and warm. Perhaps it only felt that way because Leah didn’t know Jamie all that well. Or more likely, because she could tell he thought it unwise for her to be here with Matt. She was an outsider, after all, no matter how hard Matt tried to convince her otherwise.
Either way, Jamie’s disapproval hadn’t dissuaded her. Matt had been worrying about this family reunion for a while now, and she was set on being here for emotional support if nothing else.
As they climbed the steps, the net curtain beside the front door moved, and almost immediately after, someone opened the door.
“I don’t believe it! You’re really here!” a female voice said.
The elderly woman who appeared in the doorway was obviously Matt and Jamie’s mother. The similarities between the three of them were striking, but it was Matt who had taken after her the most.
“Your father is inside. He’s not been keeping too well, I’m afraid,” Matt’s mother said. “I still can’t… When we last saw you, you were so little. We thought you were gone forever.” Her voice cracked with emotion.
Matt seemed lost for words, and even Jamie didn’t have anything to add. Not that that mattered to their mom, who couldn’t stop talking.
“Anyway, I’ve made your favorite. At least, it used to be your favorite when you were little. You do still like Apple Pie, don’t you?” she asked.
Matt nodded. “Thanks, Mom.”
“Oh, you sweet boy.” She reached out and put her arms around Matt. “Why don’t we go inside and say hello to your father. And who’s this?”
Suddenly Leah found herself in the foreground. Matt’s mother stepped up to her and smiled. “Forgive the boys their manners; they’ve forgotten to introduce you!”
“Leah,” Leah said while offering her hand. “Matt’s…” she wasn’t sure how to finish that statement. Girlfriend sounded awfully juvenile.
“My fiancée,” Matt chimed in and put his arm around Leah’s shoulder.
Although they’d been inseparable ever since his return from the Alliance, they hadn’t formally discussed the future yet. Hearing him introduce her as his fiancée made Leah’s heart skip a few beats.
“Oh! How lovely to meet you,” Matt’s mom said. “What wonderful news, congratulations, you two! We’ve not just got our youngest son back, but a daughter as well. Jamie, you should take a leaf out of your brother’s book and settle down as well. You’re not getting any younger.”
Jamie sighed. “Yes, Mom.”
Leah couldn’t suppress a smile. For someone as stoic and in control as Jamie seemed, it was hilarious to see this family dynamic.
Now that the introductions were over, they all moved indoors, Matt and Jamie’s mother leading the way. The interior of the house looked like a time capsule left over from the 1970s. A lot of earthy tones and old-fashioned floral drapes. They probably hadn’t changed a thing in years.<
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Leah glanced over at Matt, who silently took it all in. He seemed to recognize bits of the house and watching him as he made his way through his childhood home made her a bit emotional as well.
“David, look who’s here,” Matt’s mom said as they entered the lounge.
Matt’s dad, who had been watching TV up to this point looked up and cracked a smile which seemed to wrinkle up his entire face.
“My boys. Together at last. Don’t mind if I don’t get up. The old leg’s been giving me a bit of trouble lately.”
“Dad,” Matt whispered and walked up to the armchair.
The old man reached out for him, and they embraced awkwardly.
“And look, Matt brought his fiancée, Leah, as well.” Matt’s mom beamed.
“Ah, I see.” Matt’s dad smiled at Leah. It was awkward suddenly being the center of attention. “Welcome to the family, lass.”
Leah smiled and shook his hand. “Sit down, everyone,” Matt’s mom said “I hope you’re a tea drinker, Leah? I haven’t catered for coffee.”
“Oh yes, tea would be lovely.”
Matt and Leah sat down on the sofa, while Matt’s mom left the room, only to reappear shortly after carrying a tray full of cups, saucers and a teapot. Jamie sat further away, pulling up a dining chair for himself.
It was only natural that Matt felt awkward in the company of his folks. After all, they’d been separated for so long. They all waited in silence while Matt’s mom distributed the cups and poured the tea.
Once everyone had a cup in their hand, and conversation slowly did get underway, suddenly it was Jamie who looked most out of place.
“Pie?” Matt’s mom offered, and Leah gladly accepted a plate.
“Do tell us what you’ve been up to all these years? How have things been for you?” she asked Matt.
He answered diplomatically, leaving out the difficulties he’d faced in his adult life and focused on his teen years instead.
“How about work, son? What do you do for work?” his dad asked.
“I write, mostly articles and reports about financial matters.”
“Oh, a writer! That’s wonderful,” his mom chimed in.
The more they talked, the more comfortable the atmosphere became.
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