Red's vulpine grin was like a crescent moon on his face. He was definitely having as much fun as I was, if not more. He grabbed my hips and thrust hard.
Pleasure exploded. I may or may not have sworn loudly as his cock plunged deep into me. My fingers dug into the bed of moss and sweat trickled down my brow.
"More," I said breathlessly. "Don't stop, alpha."
Surprise flickered across Red's eyes before it turned to euphoria. He looked so damn happy. I wanted to make him smile like that all the time.
"You want more of my cock?" Red asked, bucking his hips.
Jolts of pleasure shot up my spine and turned my brain to sex-crazed mush. "Yes."
Red pounded me. It felt so good that I didn't even care about the embarrassing noises coming out of my mouth. His fingers digging into my hips, his cock buried deep inside me, the slap of his skin against mine, the growl-laced grunts he made as he thrust into me...
It was too much. I was nearing my limit. I cried out every time Red slammed his cock into me. My hand fumbled around until it found my own hard dick that craved attention.
"Your knot," I begged. "Please."
"Take it," he growled. "Take my knot."
Red slammed his hips forward. Hard. Stars exploded in my vision. I could practically feel the phantom sensation of Red's cock swelling inside me and fuck, it was incredible. I barely had to pump myself before I came, spewing jets of cum all over my own hand. At the same time, the gushing liquid that overflowed out of my hole told me Red came, too.
We were a hot, sticky, gods-damned mess, but I'd never been so satisfied.
Eventually Red pulled out and sprawled gracefully on top of my chest. "It's more convenientnotto have a physical knot, huh? If I did, we'd be stuck like that for quite a while."
"What, you don't wanna stare at my face for half an hour while your cock deflates?" I joked.
"I can stare at your gorgeous face anytime I want, genius." Red kissed my cheek and I smiled. "Now let's go find a stream and wash off all this cum."
11
Red
I wokeup to sunlight streaming down through the canopy, the gentle rushing sound of leaves, and the feeling of soft moss beneath me.
And of course, Orpheus's arm sprawled out over my chest.
Last night was real. I slowly beamed as that reality set in. I'd woken up to a world where somebody loved and accepted me, for all my quirks and faults. Orpheus had dusted off the charred outer coating of my heart, and now it was pure and full.
I stared wistfully at Orpheus’s sleeping form till he roused. He peeked an eye open at me and grinned. "If you take a picture, it'll last longer."
"You are the king of comedy," I said, playfully shoving him.
Orpheus sat up and stretched, showing off the toned muscles of his upper arms and chest. As a bird shifter, he was quite fit from all the flying. "You know, that's not a bad idea. Maybe we could sneak into a human's house and steal a camera. I wouldn't mind having some photos of you."
I sprawled across his lap. “I'm right here. What do you need a photo for?"
"What if you need to leave to go take a piss?"
I laughed. "I'm sure you'll live."
From my upside-down position, I examined Orpheus's face. Gods, he was handsome. What were the odds that a man who was just my type literally fell from the sky?
Orpheus stroked my cheek. His entire being radiated fondness. I shut my eyes, wanting to soak in the feeling forever. How did I get so lucky?
I never thought of myself as a romantic sap or anything, but I experienced the warm fuzzies all over now. It was like every bad thing in my life was a distant memory and the only thing that mattered was being here in the moment with Orpheus.
I wondered if the other members of the pack felt like this when they met their fated mates.
