Pure Moonlight (closed)

"Selena... I can stay, but... I can't meet your family. You know I don't have a human form, no werewolf does. They'll be afraid of me, and they'll know Ruben is a werewolf too." He kissed her hand, "I have to go back home every so often though..."

She could see the hope alight in his eyes that things might be getting better for them, though he was worried their thus far-separate lives would hurt them again.
 
Selena was quiet for a few moments as he explained that he couldn’t meet her family. She lowered her dark gaze from his, knowing that she had a difficult decision to make in the future. Her little boy was her world, but her family was her heart and soul. They deserved to know the truth about Ruben and they deserved to meet the father that he loved so dearly.

“We will work something out.” She said softly, looking up into his eyes to see the hope spark there. He wanted her. That thought humbled her to her very core and Selena actually blushed under his honest gaze. “When you look at me like that I feel like I’m doing something incredibly wrong.”
 
"You've never done a thing wrong in all the time I've known you, my love," he assured her sweetly. "Forgive me... but I can't help myself," he whispered, and drew her into a kiss that floored the one they'd shared previously. He was an incredible kisser, that she knew, but this was like kissing lovely fire that sparked to life beneath her lips. A life she'd not experienced in a long, long time. Almost a whole decade, in fact.
 
Selena whimpered as Kreston kissed her again, a spark of desire suddenly alighting her body until she felt like she were burning. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer as he kissed her with a passion that she hadn’t known in nearly a decade. The night Ruben was conceived, in fact. The night that she realized that for the first time in her life she loved someone wholly and completely.

When the kiss began to stop, she whimpered and shook her head, her hands pulling at his fur to keep him right where he was. She needed him to survive, they both knew that. She desperately wanted him to continue with that kiss and give her what she’d been missing for so long.
 
Kreston felt the need in her kiss, and he conveyed it right back to her. He took a step forward and slowly lowered her down on the long sofa before the hearth, letting his larger frame rest against hers lightly as he remained locked in that heart-reviving kiss.

He finally had to break away when he realized he'd forgotten to breathe, and he looked down at her with deep reverence and love. "Selena... my dove..." he whispered. His dove... something she hadn't heard in far too long.
 
Selena’s head was spinning as she was suddenly pressed back against the soft seat that was before the hearth. She looked up at her lover as he murmured her nickname, the one that he had given her so long ago. She shook her head, her fingers pressing to his lips as he looked at her with such deep reverence and love.

“Please don’t call me that.” She said softly, her heart aching to hear him call her his dove. “I don’t know if my heart can take it.”
 
"I can't help it," he whispered after taking her hand. "You've always been my dove, and you always will be. Nothing has changed about how I love you." With that, he kissed her again, blanking her mind with such passion and love behind his lips. He'd once kissed her like this almost every day.
 
Selena whimpered as he kissed her with enough passion that nothing else existed. Kreston was the only man she’d ever known that could do that with a single kiss. In fact, he was the only man she’d ever known intimately. It felt wrong to try and move on, to find someone else that could raise Ruben. It all made her ache and feel incredibly vulnerable.

She remembered back on the first time she’d taken Kreston to her bed. She’d been so scared even though she tried to be brave. He was so incredibly gentle and his drugging kisses had done wonders to soothe her nerves and make her feel at ease.
 
"Oh, my love," the black werewolf whispered into her ear before nipping it lovingly. He turned onto his back, letting her rest upon him. His huge hands found her waist, hooking the edge of the breeches she wore. She'd never been a woman for dresses and Kreston had once joked that he liked that, because it gave him more to take off of her and longer to tempt and tease her.

"Permit me..." he requested quietly as his thumbs hooked the edge of her thin belt. He'd done the same their first time, asking her permission to undress her.
 
Selena held her breath as she felt his thumbs hook in the edge of her breeches, toying with her belt as he asked permission to undress her. She didn’t want to give it to him but her heart outweighed her head and she was nodding her permission. She leaned in and kissed him gently, her hand trailing through his dark fur as she cupped his cheek.
 
Kreston took the utmost care with her, slipping each piece of clothing away with the deepest reverence for her body, kissing her skin as it was revealed to him to show her how he worshipped her. He'd always taken great care to show her just how much she meant to him, it'd been one of the hardest parts of letting him go.

"You're even more beautiful than the day I met you..." he told her with a smile.
 
“You can’t possibly mean that, Kres.” She said softly, blushing as he looked over her naked body for the first time in so long. “I mean, I look nothing like the day you met me.”

She had given birth to Ruben and lost another in the early days of a pregnancy. That had been the one that had torn her and Kreston apart. She blamed him for the stress of caring for an infant and not having him around to help. Still, as she looked down the plains of her body, she wondered exactly what he saw. She saw full breasts capped with pale pink nipples that were hard and needy. Her belly was flat and her hips flared nicely. Her jewel was topped with a trim thatch of hair, her pink lips already glistening with arousal. It was everything that she had seen before, nothing new and certainly nothing special.
 
"Maybe not... but as beautiful as you were then, you're at least ten times more radiant now." Kreston pressed another kiss to her neck, then to her lips. He'd grown taller since they'd met, and broader with thicker fur. Intent to truly make love to her, he started with her skin. His tongue caressed her throat and then her collarbone, savoring the skin he'd missed for so long.

His wolf side caused him to press closer as if defending her body from any others who might try to take her from him. It was a possessive side he usually kept in check except in bed.
 
Selena let out a sigh as Kreston pressed his lips against her throat and then consumed her in a kiss that made her toes curl. She whimpered as he covered her body with his, the thick fur brushing against her skin and making her moan softly. She forgot just how good he was at sending her body into madness. She arched her neck as he broke the kiss, his tongue caressing the skin of her throat and then her collarbone, his lips suckling on her skin.

“Kres.” She whimpered as she felt his body covering hers possessively, his hands running along her sides and the defensive rumble sounding in his chest as if he were fighting off others for the right to claim her body.
 
Her simple whisper was like angel song to his ears, and in the attempt to show her that, Kreston aimed to pleasure her before himself. Selena had never experienced such a thing before. It was quite new when his lips and tongue trailed down and down til his hot tongue ran slowly over the seam of her folds as if worshipping her.
 
“Kreston!” Selena gasped as she felt his tongue licking across her damp folds, her entire body jerking in his hands as she lifted her head from the pillow it was resting upon and her dark eyes found his. “What are you doing?”

Her voice had a whimper to it that few besides him had ever heard before. It was her excitement, her worry, her complete passionate abandon threatening to break free. With him she could be allowed to lose it all, but it was very rare that she ever did. Tonight was a night that she was sure she was going to find joy, if even for a brief moment.
 
Kreston lifted his head only a moment, "Worshipping my love and my Goddess," he told her, quite seriously in fact, and then his tongue descended to her blossom once more, pressing inward to ran across her long-untouched clit. He took it slow and steady, offering all he could to her in this simple action. Most human men only bothered with their own pleasure. Kreston was not concerned about his own, because his favorite type of pleasure was seeing Selena pleased and moaning for him.
 
The breath caught in her chest as Selena looked into Kreston’s heated gaze. She was trembling as he started in on his pleasure again, flicking her clit with an aching slowness. She let out a cry, her hands finding their way to his thick fur. She whimpered and squirmed for him, her body on fire after just a few simple touches from her lover.
 
Kreston gave her plenty of attention before finally lifting his head and kissing her neck adoringly. "I am your slave tonight, my dove..." he whispered to her, looking down at her and awaiting her command with all loyalty. Just like he used to. And as he awaited her, his fingers continued to toy with her sensitive clit and folds.
 
“I don’t want a slave.” She said, just as she always did, whimpering as his fingers toyed with her wet folds and her sensitive clit. She bucked her hips against his hand, biting her lower lip as her eyes locked onto his and held him in her gaze.

“I need you…to fuck me, Kres.” She murmured softly, her cheeks blushing red at the thought that she could be so needy and coarse when he was around.
 
Kreston didn't mind at all, in fact it aroused him immensely to know how she could lose her more proper self in his presence. He was more than happy to oblige her, nipping at her neck adoringly as he reached down to unbind the leather belt about his waist and rid himself of the hide trousers he wore. He pressed in tight, slowly letting his stone-hard cock push its way into her blossom. It'd been so long that she was incredibly tight. It almost felt as if she was a virgin again. He buried his shaft inside her with a deep, primal growl, one that had always shook her to the core. With how tight she was, he stilled himself within her, letting her get used to him again as she had so long ago when she was hardly eighteen.
 
Selena let out a cry as she felt his hard cock pushing so slowly into her body. She couldn’t imagine that she had grown this tight again, but Kreston had been the only man that she’d ever let get this close. His growl made her shiver and once his shaft was buried deeply inside of her, they both lay still for a long moment to catch their breaths.

“It’s been so long, Kres.” She murmured against his ear, kissing his cheek gently as she clenched around his hard, aching shaft. “Too long.”
 
"Far too long," he agreed, half-lost in the feeling of being inside her again. "I love you so," he whispered, kissing anywhere he could reach without moving too much at first. He seemed perfectly tuned to her needs, and drew back at just the right moment, beginning his deep and soul-rending thrusts into her hot and needy body.

His warm tongue lapped at her neck and soon her breasts, aiming to please her in any way he could.
 
Selena clung to her lover as he whispered that he loved her before he started to thrust into her body. She whimpered and moaned for him, gasping as he kissed and licked first at her throat and then at her breasts. She was lost in a sea of unending pleasure, her heart so full of joy that it frightened her. Each thrust had tears filling her eyes, hanging upon her lashes before they started to drip down her cheeks in earnest.
 
Kreston's sensitive nose caught the particular scent of salty tears and he lifted his head, reaching up to wipe and kiss away her tears with the utmost care. "Why do you cry, my love?" He asked softly, slowing his thrusts even more. Genuine worry shone in his honest eyes. He was always honest, always concerned with her happiness and well-being, even while they were apart.
 
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