Ray stands at the foot of the bed, grinning at me, and working his pants off. I pull myself up to the pillows and watch him crawl on all fours toward me. His hard, thick length is impossible not to notice and I cannot wait to feel it stretch me from the inside. Seeing the hunger in his eyes, I open my legs while I hold on to my headboard. He kneels in front of me, smacking my swollen pussy with his cock, then suddenly thrusts himself inside of me.
Ray takes my wrists, making my arms bend, and pins them down on the sides of my head. He fucks me hard, making me moan with every thrust. The fire behind his eyes sends thrilling shivers up my body. I love watching him take me like this.
Lowering down so that his face is above mine, he says with a gravelly voice, “I want you to be mine.”
“I want to be yours,” my voice comes out like a moan.
“You are mine, Artio,” Ray’s voice catches when he says this and his body shakes as he comes on top of me.
Rolling off of me, he turns his body so that he’s spooning me from behind. I wiggle my ass into him and we lie there, slowly recovering. I feel him kiss the side of my head.
“I’m yours, Artio. For as long as you want,” he whispers into my ear.
Ray is in charge of bringing Mae to the wedding, so I tell him I would meet with him at the home as well. I arrive at her room to find his grandmother sitting alone.
“Oh, my dear, you look stunning!” she says, her voice weaker than the last time we spoke.
“How are you Mae?” I ask, pulling up a chair to sit beside her.
“I am excited to see Trevor and Dom get married. Trev said he chose flowers in my favorite color, pink. Isn’t that so lovely of him?”
“That's very sweet,” I say, looking around the room. “No Ray yet?”
“No, he’s here. He’s checking out a wheelchair for me to use. I’m not as strong and steady as I once was.”
I give her frail hand a light squeeze.
“Well, you have a strong grandson who will make sure you have a fabulous time tonight, I promise.”
Right then, Ray walks into the room, pushing a wheelchair.
“Ray! Look! Your girlfriend is here. See how beautiful she looks?” Mae says, beaming up at him.
“I do see how stunning my girlfriend looks,” he responds, putting an extra emphasis on the word girlfriend, and pulling me in for a hello kiss.
Epilogue
Ray
I wake up from my nap to the sounds of the Atlantic coming from the open sliding glass door. Through the opening, I see my girlfriend sipping from a mug and staring out at the Cape Cod beach we are lucky to be staying next to.
Rolling off the couch, I walk out onto the deck and wrap my arms around Artio from behind.
“There’s Mr. Sleepyhead,” she teases.
I nuzzle my face into the back of her neck.
“I have a thing for naps while on vacation.”
Artio sips her tea and lets out a contented sigh.
“This was such a great idea. Such perfect June weather. I always wanted to visit the Cape, and this town is so quaint. Thank you for suggesting it.”
“You really should thank Enid. She insisted we stay out here. She knew you’d be comfortable as a shifter and, of course, she lived here for many years.”
“I'm amazed she left. It’s so gorgeous.”
Sliding my hand into the back pocket of her jeans, I give her round cheek a squeeze.
