I think I scream, wail. Perhaps my animal unleashes a growl, too. And when I open my eyes again, panting for breath, Beau’s burning eyes are staring down at me, watching it all happen.
I laugh a little, embarrassed, but he kisses me, growls, “beautiful,” in my ear.
And then he’s flipping me, and I’m facedown.
Oh, this is different.Up on my hands and knees. I feel shy like this, and I cringe a little as he runs his hands all over me.
Then, with a growl of desire, his cock slides into me again.
And I forget everything else.
I sense him unleashing himself. He’s rougher, thrusting himself deeper into me with every stroke. His hips pound against my ass. It’s fierce, wild and I can’t get enough of it.
Harder, faster. I bury my face in my hands, aware of nothing but the relentless rhythm of his cock, setting my insides on fire. Tipping me into one orgasm after another.
When I’m helpless, and can’t take anymore, he lifts me up, wrapping his arms around my waist, and I feel his teeth grazing the back of my neck.
“I’m going to give you my mark,” he growls.
“Yes,” I gasp. “I want it, Beau. Give it to me.”
He’s giving me his claiming mark.
The thought blooms in my mind, flows through my body. I close my eyes, feeling my wolf rising to the surface, bonding with his.
His teeth fix on to the nape of my neck, and he fucks me harder, harder. Then with a roar, he comes, deep inside me. I feel his seed filling me up while my skin throbs from his mark.
I’m his, forever.
* * *
I peerthrough the window of the bus. We’ve been talking and napping and snuggling all afternoon. The sun has dropped to the horizon, and the sky is shot through with pink and orange. The river lies in the shadows now, but energy snaps in its darkly sparkling water.
“Will you come to the river with me?” I ask Beau. “There’s something I want to do.”
He’s sprawled out on his back beside me, and there’s a softness in his features. A new look of contentment.
He runs a finger up and down the small of my back. “Sure, honey,” he says, with no hesitation.
A couple of minutes later, we’re creeping across along the riverbank, butt-naked. Kind of risky, I guess, but it’s always quiet here.
He dives into the water, slick as a fish, and waits for me. I splash in, less elegantly, but he catches me in his arms. The water is cool and silky. I look up and down the river. There’s no one here but us. It feels like there’s no one in the whole world.
Beau looks at me expectantly, curiosity twitching in his lips. “What are we doing here, darlin’?”
I wrap my arms around his neck. Then I lift up my legs and wrap them around his waist. It’s easy like this, with the water buoying me up. I kiss him, long and deep, tangling my hands in his hair, stroking his beard. When a groan bursts from his throat, I know it’s time.
I reach down. His cock is as hard as I hoped. “This.” Keeping hold of it, I maneuver myself, and when it touches my entrance, I slide it into me.
“Oh, god,” he groans, and he pushes himself inside me. “What are you doing to me, woman?”
I was sore after he took my virginity, but the river’s washed it away, and I feel brand new as his cock fills me up again.
“Reborn,” I mutter. “You gave me a new life when you dragged me out of the river that day.”
Beau’s eyes are dazzling blue, his teeth flashing as he grins at me. “I think you’re right, honey. We both got reborn here.”
He holds me tight as he rocks into me, the water twinkling and chattering all around, and we both come at the same time. Me and my fierce, river god mate.