Page 45 of Meeting Her Mate
His bulging cock slid in and out of my warm, tight, soft, wet pussy, sending quivers up my pelvis, making my thighs shiver, and turning my whole body hot.
Louder and louder, I moaned, unable to stifle myself, as he fucked me steadily. I could not take it anymore. My nails dug into his back and tugged at his skin as he slid into me.
The crescendo of our mutual movement was a bright, intense, and powerful burst of orgasm that rocked my entire body and left me lying there, panting, moaning, and sweating.
As he came, he collapsed on me, breathing hot air on my face, then slid off me and lay beside me, panting just as loudly as I was.
As if to remind us of the act that we had just performed, the ship swayed and swayed on the otherwise still harbor water and kept ebbing till it swayed no more, leaving us lying in each other’s arms, tired and sated.
Chapter 16: Will
Ilay there with my heart beating fast, my breath barely caught up, and my body drenched in sweat. Next to me, Alexis lay, with the beams of light coming from the windows lighting up her elegant body. Even now, spent of all energy, I became aroused again just by looking at her heaving breasts, her porcelain belly, and her slender legs.
The worst part was I was at a total loss for what to say.
“So…that happened,” Alexis spoke once she had caught her breath.
“What do you know? On a long enough timeline, even ninety-something years old werewolves can lose their virginities,” I said, immediately regretting that those were the first post-coital words out of my mouth.
“Allow me a little disbelief here, if you will, Will,” Alexis said in a high-pitched voice that was a prelude to her breaking out into a fit of laughter. “Were you really a virgin?”
“Of course,” I said, turning to my side and facing her. “Why do you ask?”
“Because let’s just say your technique was not amateurish,” she said, blushing deeply.
“Neither was yours, if I may say so,” I said. Even now, almost half an hour after it had happened, I could not forget the sensation of her warm and wet mouth on my member.
“I know what it is,” Alexis said, propping herself on her elbows. “Neither of us has done it before, so we don’t have prior experience to compare it to, which effectively makes it both the best and the worst sex we’ve ever had.”
I threw my head back and laughed freely. She joined in. It was a beautiful moment, both of us laughing, lying against each other, and recovering our collective strengths.
“But was it enjoyable for you?” I asked after our laughter had subsided.
“Yes. And for you? Did you experience release?”
“I believe I did.”
“Well, we broke the rules we set at the start of the day. About nothing sexual transpiring.”
“Oops,” I said. “It’s all your fault.”
Alexis sat up and looked at me in shock. “How the fuck is it my fault?”
“You just up and out of nowhere decided to give me the biggest gift anyone could ever give me. You gave me a part of my old life back. This ship. It symbolizes so much—struggle, perseverance, strength, and courage in the face of the unknown. You don’t even know how much it means to me,” I said.
“You’re saying I seduced you with your ship?” The bottom half of Alexis’s face was trying hard to suppress laughter, while the top half of her face was scowling uninhibitedly at me.
“I’m only jesting,” I said. “I guess now’s as good a time as any to state that the force that binds us together is stronger than either of us had imagined.”
“Fate is strange. The more you fight it, the more obstinately it shows that it’s not something meant to be trifled with. You push; it pushes back. You lance it, and it pierces a hole in your reality. It’s for this reason that no one can change the past, and no one can truly control the future.”
I was not expecting this high-brow answer from her. It left me speechless momentarily as I digested this platitude and simultaneously applied it to my life. Perhaps fate deemed it that I was to be imprisoned for seventy-six years because I had stubbornly pursued a woman who was never meant to by mate. A punishment doled by destiny. Maybe it was ironic that I only realized how much I needed Alexis after I had criticized and rejected her. This frame of reference humbled me, making me realize something that I could not say to her right away: Given the turn of events, fate had rejected my rejection of Alexis as my mate.
How else could I explain the fact that I had just made love to her? That my heart had somehow softened to her? Had fate guided her actions, bringing her closer to me?
“Did you get lost there somewhere in your thoughts, Will?”
“Shouldn’t we check in on Maurice’s phone?” I asked.