All Novel Sweet
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Rain pov.
I watch with a smile on my face as Morgan splashes her feet in the river, her giggles turning into laughter every time a fish swims by and touches her skin. Here, away from all the insanity of this morning, she's been more relaxed than I've seen her since I saw her for the first time. I'd shifted back when I got us far away enough from the house that we'd have privacy but not far away enough that it would take us forever to get back. She'd just stood in the middle of the woods for a long time until she'd taken her shoes off and started walking, finding the stream and we've been here since then.
I have no idea what's going on in her mind. No idea how to help her through any of these secrets that's been revealed today. So, I'm sitting here, watching her watch the river make tiny swirls and turn around rocks and fish swim by that tickle her feet. I watch her enjoy the simple things in life because I know what we have to face after this is anything but. The entire time I heard them talk I almost wondered if Morgan's father wasn't a Fledgling but that couldn't be right. The entire race had been wiped out centuries ago and the only way I know about it is because I read a very old book in our library when I was a child, back before my parents died or River had even been born. I have no idea what happened to the book because when I came back again it wasn't in the place, I'd left it, and I gave up searching for it long ago.
"I want to stay here forever." Morgan announces as she finally leaves the river side, coming over to me and straddling my lap, throwing her arms over my shoulders. "You can build as a house out here and we can grow old together." She decides and I nod, seeing no harm in indulging her for a little bit. "Lair." She whispers and kisses my lips before I can say anything. The kiss starts slowly and then she's grinding herself down on me, hiking up the dress she's wearing, and I don't complain, grinding up into her, knowing I'll give her any distraction she's searching for now.
"Are you sure?" She nods, her lips only leaving mine long enough for me to get the question out before she's sliding her hands in my hair and forcing my head back a bit. She slides her tongue into my mouth, and I fight her for dominance, pleased when she surrenders to me with a soft moan leaving her lips. I slide my hands under her dress, finding her underwear covered clit, rubbing against it and feeling the moisture that's already there. "Fuck." She hisses when I push the fabric aside and slide my dinger into her, pumping it slowly as not to hurt her since she's most likely still tender from last night and I'd given Remi explicit instructions on not to try and take over and bite her, no matter how much it could help her. He would try and mark her if he had it his way and I can't have that on my hands right now. Not when we don't even know what she truly is.
“Morgan.” I groan a warning when she lifts herself a bit, undoing the button on my jeans and taking out my already swollen dick. She hadn't grabbed my underwear and at this point I think it might have been just a little intentional. "Fuck me." She whispers in my ear, hips moving so she's sliding herself up and down my fingers. I slowly remove them, moving her underwear to the side and allowing her to guide me into her. She sinks down on me slowly, biting her lip as I fil her up and when she bottoms out, she twists her hips a little, letting her head fall against my chest as she lets out a breathy moan.
"Need some help?" I ask and she shakes her head, lifting herself a little before going back down. She does this slowly at first, causing us both agony until she starts moving faster, fucking herself with my dick and I watch her do it.
"Rain, please." She begs as her movements start getting a bit frenzied. I grab ahold of her waist and help her move, slamming her up and down on myself, groaning as she clenches around me. She throws her head back and moans, one hand moving to the top of her dress as she slides it down and cups her boob in her hands, squeezing it as I help her move. I position myself so I can use my hips to fuck her from bellow, removing her hand from her boobs and squeezing them in my own, leaning forward and taking a nipple in between my teeth. "Fuuuck!" She shouts as she clenches around me, her orgasm pulsing through her.
"One more." I insist as she wraps her arms around my neck, hiding her face there as well as I wrap mine around her waist and move our hips into each other. I have doubt if anyone came across us, they would know exactly what were doing and while I would kill any man who sees Morgan naked, I can't help but be a little thrilled at the chance of being caught.
"Yes, yes, please." Morgan pleads into my ear, and I move her a little harder against me, being rewarded by another orgasm and I follow her soon after, spilling myself inside of her. She moves her hips until she can't anymore and then we just sit there, connected to each other until I know I have to pull out of her before I harden inside of her again. She hisses when I remove myself from her but sags against me a satisfied smile on her face.
"Ready to head back?" I ask when we've both calmed down and she shakes her head.
"How about a swim first?" It doesn't take us long to rid ourselves of our clothes and spend about another hour in the water. When Morgan looks like she's about to pass out I make us get out and get dressed so we can track back in the last rays of the sunlight before I have to shift again and carry her back home. As we make our way through the trees something flies pass making both Morgan and I turn in its direction. When there's no other movement we start walking again, not making it far before jagged wings appear in front of us, holding up a dull green-eyed hybrid.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.
"See, I knew you wouldn't disappoint." Ragna grins but there's nothing remotely comforting about his presence here. If he's here it means we've been found and that in itself is a terrifying idea.