"Shh, I got you," I murmured, and he hummed.
I knew the others would realize we were gone soon enough, and I didn't want anyone to come looking for us and catch an eyeful. The sight of Zamir like this was for my eyes only, and I wouldn't let anyone else see him, which meant I couldn't drag this out as much as I wanted to.
I rocked into him again and again, picking up speed but keeping my thrusts deep and even, filling him to the brim with every thrust. Zamir whispered my name on repeat, his voice breathy and so full of need. Our scents mingled with the scent of the woods, creating a heady mixture that I couldn't get enough of.
"I'm close, I'm close," Zamir mumbled, and I glanced down at his red and swollen cock. Fuck, he looked so fucking hot.
"Me too," I grunted, and it only took a few more thrusts before I was coming. Zamir whined, his hole squeezed around me, and I groaned as I spilled some more, my whole body shaking. I pressed him into the tree as my knees threatened to buckle, and hung there as my softened cock slowly slipped out of him, leaving my cum to drip out of him.
"Can you stand?" I asked when I felt his hot, hard cock press against my abdomen, and he hummed.
I waited until he was steady on his feet before dropping to my knees and taking him into my mouth. I swallowed around him once, and that was all it took. His hot, salty cum poured down my throat, and I swallowed every drop as I held his gaze, his eyes hooded and dark.
After a moment, I pulled back and trailed my tongue over his tip, licking him clean before standing up.
Zamir pulled me into another kiss, and I held him close as we stood there until our legs stopped feeling so shaky.
Once I felt a little steadier, I took out the tissues I'd had the forethought of stuffing into my pants and wiped my cum off his thighs and ass. Zamir wrinkled his nose as I stuffed the soiled tissues back in my pocket, and I shrugged. I couldn'tlitter.
I helped him with his pants, and once we looked presentable enough—not that our messy hair, my stained-at-the-knees pants, and our scents wouldn't give us away anyway—I took his hand in mine and led him back the way we'd come.
It took us about twenty minutes to get to the waterfall, and after the teasing died down, we settled on the edge of the lake with the others. The water was cool, and we pulled our pants up and dipped our legs in. Zamir pressed his leg to mine, and I smiled at him, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"You two are sickening," Sofia said, her voice fond, and I smiled.
"I'm sure we'll be saying that about you soon enough," Zamir said with a waggle of his brows, and Sofia chuckled.
"No way. I would never be that sappy," she said, turning toward Michelle as if she was warning her.
"We'll see," I murmured, and she gave me a wide smile.
Despite my intentions to not let anyone close, I cared about Sofia. She'd become my friend since she started working for me, even if I'd refused to accept that until now. She was kind, caring, and a good woman. I was glad she'd found her mate, and not just because it meant I wouldn't lose her to a human lifespan.
We stayed at the waterfall for a few hours, chatting and sharing the food they'd brought. Plans were made for future excursions, and I already looked forward to them.
It'd been less than two weeks since I met Zamir, which was strange because it felt like I'd always known him. In such a short time, he'd changed my life more than it had in the last thousand years. He'd reminded me how good it felt to love, to care. He'dreminded me of all the good things I'd forgotten about, all the happy moments that I'd let the losses overshadow.
If Zamir wasn't by my side, I wouldn't be here. I'd be at home, surrounded by my fur children and yet alone and afraid.
I leaned my temple against his as I tightened my hold around his waist, and he made a happy sound low in his throat as he shifted closer.
Once we got back home, we'd pack up my place, and I'd move into the Sanctuary. I'd try to talk to Zephyr again, because I wanted to repair our relationship. He was my biggest regret, and this time, I planned to help him in any way I could. I wouldn't give up on him. Not again.
"Okay?" Zamir checked, and I turned to him.
"Yeah."
He smiled, and I pressed my lips to his, soft, slow, and perfect.
I'd never be alone again, and while I would feel loss again someday, I wouldn't have to face it on my own. With Zamir by my side, I could deal with anything.
