Jason's POV
She put my hands on the soft skin of her stomach, and it was so hard to restrain myself. As she gave me the go-ahead, her wide eyes, and dilated pupils looked up at me, and as she did so, my own tummy tightened from excitement.
I raised her shirt slowly as I raised my fingers in the air. As much as I wanted to just rip the fabric that was keeping her hidden from me, I decided to give her some time to ask me to stop. My spine tingled as her lacy blue underwear was now exposed thanks to the rising shirt. The bottoms of her bare breasts could be seen through the shirt, and I had to fight the urge to growl and halt my hands. I stopped and then glanced back up at her for approval, and saw my own dark eyes reflected in hers.
I offered her a tiny grin and slid my hands behind her back as she gave me a tentative nod. I helped her off the bed and sat her on my lap with our chests touching. I finally finished pulling the cover-up, revealing her to me. My chest was pressed up against her plush, pillowy breasts, and I grunted in pleasure. She was my Elysium on this living Earth, my utopia.
My hands stayed on her back, looking into her eyes instead of directly at her chest. I ran my fingertips over her flesh, seeing the raised lumps with ridges. From her flawless skin, the scars showed out noticeably, firmly, and forcefully. As she demonstrated for me, she praised her strength.
I told her how much she meant to me by leaning in and placing my lips on hers. She uttered a little gasp as my fingers dragged down the delicate flesh on the sides of her waist. My tongue slid into her lips, touching her scorching tongue. I growled in response to her little groan and tightened my grip on her waist.
My thumbs rubbed across her breasts as my hands moved along the sides of her waist. I palmed her when she didn't retract and started to get goosebumps on her skin. I stopped moving as she yanked back and moaned into my lips.
Is this all right? With my lips in her ear, I asked her.
"Y-yeah." She mumbled while changing her pants. I let my hands wander over her, touching her collarbones and admiring everything about her. Her neck was my target, and my lips attacked it, making her tremble under me.
I probed the situation by tracing my hands back to the band of her pants and dipping them in. She jerked under me, but she said nothing, so I sunk a little lower. She started shaking, and I retreated right away. Her face was blotchy red, and her eyes were tightly closed. She was shivering and clenching her hands on my stomach, which made me feel bad.
"Sweetheart." My stomach dropped as her eyes flickered open but chose not to face mine. My tone was calming and quiet. I lifted her head up and put my hands on both of her cheeks so she would look at me.
Saying "I'm sorry." She spoke. I-I didn't intend to...
Thus, you are not to blame. I stifled her. "You must let me know if I ever make you uncomfortable."
But you preferred it.
I stroked her cheeks and said, "That doesn't matter," while I did so. "Say something if you don't like it. If I forced you to do anything, particularly that, I couldn't live with myself. I found it difficult to swallow, and my voice became tense and harsh.
Saying "I'm sorry." She said it once more.
"I'm also sorry. I rubbed her back and drew her in my direction while I spoke. Would you prefer your clothing to be returned?
Her nob was in contact with my chest. saying "Yes, please."
Megan's POV
We didn't feel uneasy at all; in fact, it seemed as if we were becoming closer. We would wake up to the same morning routine: I would cook breakfast, he would toy with my hair and stroke my back before we both got dressed for the day. There were gentle touches, smiles, and sideways looks.
The next full moon is having an impact on some of the most recent male shifters. Recently, they had been causing problems, but now they are fighting. Before they murder each other, I have to take care of this. Before pulling a shirt over his head, he remarked.
"What should I do?" you ask. I questioned him since I wasn't accustomed to these types of circumstances.
"You have nothing to worry about." He spoke. But if you do go outside, please let me know. I want to know where you are in case you run into any problems since there are still a fair number of rouges about.
"After I clean up a little, I guess I'll go to Kai's. She wanted to demonstrate several things to me.
"That's OK, but please use caution. Keep an eye out, and if you see anything strange, please let me know.
"I'll do it, I swear."
I said, "Thank you." Before giving me a passionate kiss, he murmured. Saying "I love you."
I replied, "I love you too," before he left through the door. He suggested doing the dishes with me before he went, so all I had to do to be ready to go was wipe off the countertops and wash the bedclothes.
In the flower beds that surrounded the home, I saw the little, yellow flowers that were just starting to blossom. I was unaware that he started gardening or whether someone else was responsible. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the scenery as I continued along the familiar route. My nose was flooded with the delicious scent of honeysuckles, and I could hear the nearby, roaring river. The bird melodies and the sounds of the animals moving through the forest were pleasing to me. I was approaching the finish line, the pack house, and the general direction of Kai's residence since I knew this path like the back of my hand.
"Luna." An exasperated voice screamed. causing my eyes to open up and look around the woodland.
"Hello?" I returned the call.
Say "Luna Megan!" I heard a shout and saw a flash of purple.
"Amy?"
Please, I need your assistance. She screamed and firmly seized my upper arms. "There's a bear and the kids, oh my Goddess, the kids!"
Okay, OK, just relax. Bring me there.