Her Forever

Jack

After patrolling for a few hours while another Wolf went to tend to his mate, I walked into the packhouse completely drenched in sweat. I probably stunk too, but I wanted to check on Rosalie to make sure she was doing alright. I felt terrible about Noel coming to the packhouse unannounce. Anyone with common sense would’ve thought to contact me before sending the slut in here. Even though we had the cameras, she still had a familiar scent that the pack members knew from coming by 6 months ago, so they still let her in.

Noel is our neighboring pack; I won’t lie. We did each other favors while we waited for our mates. I cut it off six months back though because I was fed up with feeling empty. I also knew she wanted to take it to a relationship level, and I couldn’t do that. She couldn’t do that either; she had to find her mate too. I didn’t realize what a complete b***h she really was. How many other women had she been this cruel to? Hell, if Rosalie wasn’t there, I would have thrown her a*s out myself. After all the work Rosalie and I have completed together was almost thrown out the window. Rosalie has a beautiful spirit and body; I could not have painted a better picture of perfection. I just want her to know that too.

Walking in the packhouse, I could hear the echoes of music coming from the activities’ hallway. Down this hallway were game rooms, movie rooms, the pool, and a small dance studio. I see Benjamin half-dressed down the hallway in dancing attire, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed. He is smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. Putting my hand on his shoulder, I look at him to question him, but he keeps smiling and nods his head into the room.

Rosalie was dancing, her eyes closed, following the beat to the music. Her steps were light and barely touched the floor. Her arms followed her feet as she continued to sway. As the chorus came, she took off the oversized sweater, exposing her body to the air in just her dancing sports bra and spandex shorts. Her scars were out, and she was finally letting go of her insecurities and self-doubt. I couldn’t help but have a few tears come to my eyes. She has worked so hard while she has been here to get rid of the pain, to feel normal.

The bonding scar looked like it was gone entirely, and the only scar that could really remind her of her past was a carving on the side of her rib cage. His damn name. I’d be sure to carve her name into Derek once I found that bastard.

Her movements started to slow as the music was coming to a close. Her eyes were still tightly shut, ready to see herself as a new person. I walked up to her and put my hands on her h**s, and she looked up in the mirror to see me staring back at her. I grinned at her, and she turned around to look at me. “I’m so very proud of you,” I whispered as I put my forehead to hers.

Rosalie surprised me again, stood up on her toes, and gave me a slow, passionate k**s. Breaking away, I told her, “So beautiful.” Rosalie blushed and responded with a quiet thank you. She didn’t argue; she didn’t ask me to stop. She took the compliment as her very first compliment she didn’t shy away from. Taking her hands in mine and pulling her close, her sweaty body met my chest while we held each other. She let out a large sigh, I know she’ll still hurt and be self-conscious sometimes, but I knew I’d always be there for her.

Then I started to feel a poke. Poke, poke, poke. “Rosalie?” I laughed as she kept poking my chest muscle with her finger. “What are you doing?”

“How do you get them so hard? Do you work out like… all the time? It’s nice.” She blushed ferociously. “Wait, I didn’t mean to say that part.” She covered her face with her hands. I started laughing at her and picked her up, and she clung to me like a koala. “Woah, you’re really tall.” This dance has awoken a Rosalie I never knew was there, and I loved every bit of it. I knew she was in here, waiting to come out, and she did it all on her own, the strong future Luna she would be.

Rosalie put one hand on my cheek; leaning into it, I let out a little purr, and she giggled. Staring at her, I wiped a bit of the sweat from her forehead along with some hair. “Thank you.”

“Thank you for what, Kitten?” I started to rub our noses together while kissing her cheeks. “For being so patient. I’m sure it’s been hard. I’ve noticed how mates act around each other, and I know I’ve probably been more distant than most.”

“Kitten,” I lifted her chin up to see her beautiful face. “We will go as slow as you want human or not, self-conscious or not, we only go at our pace, what is perfect for us, alright?” She hummed in agreement and started to press her soft lips against mine. I began to tug on her l*p, and she m****d into my mouth, allowing me to pierce my tongue in her. Walking up to the wall, I pressed her against the mirror and rubbed my growing e******n on her core. Letting out a gasp, I started to growl while she fisted my shirt to get me closer.

She was panting, having trouble breathing, so I broke our k**s and leaned my forehead against hers. “We should probably go shower,” Rosalie nodded her head, and I let her down to her feet. Hand in hand, we walked up the stairs together to our room. “How about you go shower first?” I offered, and she looked between the shower and me; she was nervous and didn’t let go of my hand.

“Or, we could shower together,” I whispered huskily in her ear. Knowing she has embraced her body, being a bit more proud of what she had accomplished, I just had to ask. I’m a horny bastard of an Alpha, and my mate’s arousal from our make-out session was giving me major blue balls. She’s just so perfect, and I want to show her how much I care and love her. So I gave her the best puppy dog eyes I could muster and hoped for a good reaction.

Rosalie smiled and nodded her head. SHE SAID YES! I gave her the best shit-eating grin I could manage and lifted her up and twirled her around like a love-sick puppy I was. Rosalie started laughing, asking to be put down.

***

Rosalie

I couldn’t believe I said yes, but those big puppy eyes were killing me. Jack was so excited that I said I would shower with him. To be honest, I had been thinking about it for a while. The past few weeks after major make-out sessions and touching all over made me really wonder what it was like under all those clothes. He often would stop me from taking off his shirt, but I think it was because he wanted to see me too instead of going under my shirt all the time.

He let me go first into the bathroom while grabbing some of his clothes and checking his messages. Coming into the bathroom and looking in the mirror made me realize what a hot mess I currently was. Dancing for a few hours really did a number on me. My hair was out of place, and it looked like I was still sweating. My lips, though, were red and pouty from him assaulting them. I couldn’t help but grin and replay it all in my head.

Hearing Jack on the phone reminded me what I was in here for. Turning on the shower and quickly stripping my clothes, I headed in the steam shower and got the steam really turned up. A little bit of coverage would be nice, and a quick shave. Getting my shave on and finishing quickly, I went ahead and started to wash my hair. Before I could finish washing, I could feel Jack behind me. I was facing the other wall, so he couldn’t see the front of me.

Can your entire body blush? Because I’m more than sure that my white butt just did. Feeling the heat from his chest and his friend, I let out a small gasp. Leaning down, he placed a k**s on my shoulder while he continued to massage my head with soap. His hands worked like magic and could put me to sleep if I wasn’t standing. He led me under the water and washed away all the soap, but he turned me around while he did it. Feeling the soap drip down my body, he trailed his hands with it.

Carefully brushing my n*****s with his thumb, I could hear him growl in appreciation. His c**k was pressing into my stomach, and I was scared to even look. I kept my eyes on him as he looked at my body. I wasn’t afraid anymore; I felt like I was his, and his body was mine as well. My n*****s hardened as he leaned down and blew some air on them. They pearled uptight, and he picked me up while my legs wrapped around his torso; now, he no longer had to lean over to capture them in his mouth.

He lifted me up and then began to suck one n****e while massaging the other while I tangled my fingers into his hair. Small m***s left my lips as he continued. His grip became harsh and a little painful, but it only added to the pleasure I was feeling. “I want to taste you,” he said huskily. At first, I didn’t know what he meant, but he slowly trailed a finger down to my core and slipped a finger inside, all while having his eyes glued to mine.

“Ohh,” I m****d at the intrusion of his finger filling me. I felt so complete just with his finger; what would happen if we had s*x? Jack lifted his finger to his lips and put it in his mouth. “So sweet, my little mate.” His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he sucked all of my juices from his finger. “Let’s go to bed.” I couldn’t speak; I just nodded as he stepped out of the shower with me holding on to him. Not caring if we got the bed wet, he laid me down gently, eyes still glued to mine.

“Tell me when to stop if you want me to stop,” he smiled.

“Just touch me,” I whispered. His mouth was glued to mine in an instant, and his hands felt around my breasts and squeezed them slightly, moaning at his touch and mouth. His k****s went down to my neck, where it met my shoulder.

“One day, I will mark you here.” He circled the spot and began sucking it roughly. I cried out as the pleasure was felt down to my toes. I knew he was leaving a love mark.

His mouth and tongue licked every part of me until he arrived at my center. He took deep breaths of my p***y before licking my lips fervently. My hands grabbed his hair as I tried to get him to lick more. This feeling was almost too great, but I didn’t want to let go just yet. He chuckled into my core, and I lost it right there. “Does that feel good, mate? Do you like it when I lick your juices to make you c*m?”

“Yes, more, please more, Jack!” I squealed. His tongue then hit my bundle of nerves as he sucked it with all his might. I threw my head back so hard I could have broken it. I continued to hold onto Jack’s hair and rode his face until I finally came back down from my ecstasy. I was a hot and panting mess. I looked down at Jack, to see that his face was glistening from my pleasure. I wasn’t sure if it was expected, but he seemed pretty happy with it. On top of it all, it only turned me on even more. I wanted more, and I wanted to make Jack feel what I felt.

Jack’s hands were still holding my h**s while I sat up; I pulled him to me and kissed him as he wrapped his arms around me. His d**k was immense; I could feel it pulsing next to my core. It made us both m**n while we felt each other’s heat. “I want to touch you,” I whispered. “I want to make you feel good, but you need to tell me how.” Jack’s eyes grew wide in shock, but there was still a hint of l**t.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to. I enjoy just watching you squirm when I give you pleasure.” He nipped my lips and rubbed his nose with mine.

“I want to touch you, please. I want to make you feel good too; it would make me so happy.” He can’t possibly say no to that; I smiled at him. He gives a slight g***n and a peck on the lips.

“Only if you want to, Kitten,” I nodded my head, yes, and he rolled over to his back while I slid on top of him. “I want you to grip it for me, baby, like this.” He took my hand, and for the first time, I got to look. It was massive and scary looking. It was nothing that I had ever seen, granted I’ve only ever seen 2, but he was huge in comparison. My eyes widened, and he chuckled. I grabbed ahold of it and squeezed it up and down, and he threw his head back.

“Goddess, Rosalie, that feels so good.” I started kissing his abs, and I went lower as I continued to use my hand to stimulate him. I’d heard about blow jobs before, I wasn’t completely innocent, but I was still nervous. I don’t think he realized what I am about to do because I stop and lick the tip of his d**k. “OH f**k! ROSALIE!” He yelled as I plunged my mouth on his d**k. I bobbed my head up and down as he continued to convulse. I felt his hand go to my neck and try to push me down lower, and I continued to go lower until I felt it touch the back of my throat. I gagged a little, but I must have turned him on because his h**s started to thrust forward.

“Damn, Rosalie, that feels fantastic,” he stutters out, having trouble speaking. “Oh, Lee, I’m gonna come, get up.” Instead of stopping, I sucked and bobbed faster. Jack growled and released his load into my mouth, and I swallowed it all. It was a bit spicy and salty all at the same time. I cleaned him up with my tongue, and he continued to g***n.

Once I was done, he pulled me on top of him and kissed me tenderly. “Kitten, that was so good.” Jack’s dirty blonde hair was a mess; hair was in his eyes, across his face, and had a bit of a glowing sheen to his forehead. “Goddess, you are just so beautiful; how did I get so lucky?” he whispered in my ear as I cuddled closer to him. We were both still panting, both laying there naked as the sun continued to set outside.

It had become quiet, and I thought Jack might have fallen asleep because his breaths were steady. Without even looking to check to see if he was sleeping, I whispered three words that would forever change us. “I love you, Jack.”