Ch.30 Sexcation (rated R)

****UNEDITED Trigger Warning for the next chapters ahead. ****

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Every time is a blessing

Would you baptize me in your love?

We've no problem confessin'

Just as long as we speak in tongues

I lay my worship on you now

Just kneel and say what you want

Only truth is allowed

As we sing our praises out loud

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There was a single picture of Genevieve and Remy, holding hands while walking through the crowded mall. It was taken a just few days ago, and they had been on a lunch date.

Remy flipped the picture around and read the small pen written message.

Get rid of her or someone will -Destiny

Remy's claws extended  and tore through the picture, a loud snarl breaking the silence in the room. Nobody was going to threaten his mate and get away with it. Remy crumpled the picture together, lit it on fire and watched it burn to ashes.

Remy didn't have a clue about who took the picture or why. He tried to remember if he saw anyone familiar, but the mall was just so crowded that day.  The only person that came to mind was Lily, yet she had left Maui months ago. And even though she didn't like Genevieve, she was smart enough to know not to threaten Remy's mate.

Until Remy  found out who sent the picture, he'd stick to Genevieve like a magnet. He knew for a fact that if he was always by her side, nobody would be willing to harm his mate.

Remy quickly threw the black envelope away, and grabbed the actual thing he came in the house for. With the two water bottles in hand, he locked the front door and made his way to the car.

He got in the car silently and began to pull out of the driveway.

"What's wrong?" Genevieve placed her hand on his thigh, a worried expression on her face.

Remy removed her hand from his thigh and placed a kiss, on the soft skin of her knuckles. "I'm just excited for our weekend..."

Genevieve's heart raced as her mate looked at her with glowing blue eyes. "You seem more angry than excited. Do you not want to go anymore?"

"I do, I really do. I guess I'm just a little tense because of the full moon next weekend." Remy tried to assure his worried mate.

"Are you sure? We don't have to go." Genevieve tried again, afterwards intertwining her fingers with Remy's.

"I'm positive." Remy flashed Genevieve a honest smile. " When you go down to visit your dads, you'll be careful right?"

Genevieve nodded, squeezing her mates hand. "Of course."

"Stay within red moon territory, don't stay out too late, if you leave take Beau or Luke  with you. I want you safe at all times. Are you sure you don't want to stay with Levi and Maci?"

Genevieve smiled and chuckled lightly. "I'll be perfectly safe with my dads. Are you really sure you're okay? I've never seen you this worried."

"Just promise me you'll be careful. If something  bothers you or you feel uncomfortable, call Levi and tell him to come pick you up."

"I promise, I'll be careful." Genevieve kissed his cold cheek.

Remy smiled at her, afterwards turning his focus back onto the road.

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Remy held his mate close to him, as they swayed to the beat of the music. His hands were on her hips and his lips pressed against her neck. Genevieve had her hand on Remy's muscled chest, a small blush covering her cheeks as she enjoyed the closeness.

"They're looking at us." Genevieve spoke in Remy's ear, while continuing to dance.

Remy pulled her closer if that was even possible. He eyed the other dancing people, sending the men a discreet although noticeable warning glare.

"They won't be looking anymore." Remy stated with a smirk.

Genevieve chuckled, before looking up at Remy. He winked at her and leaned down to kiss her softly. Their lips locked as the swayed to the upbeat song, playing in the overfilled nightclub.

The couple had rented a beach house on Oahu and traveled there with the ferry. The house was pretty spacious with a master bedroom and two other bedrooms.  The master bedroom had a great outlook on the beach, that Genevieve had practically squealed about.  The decorations were very Hawaiian style with furniture mostly out of wood.

Their rented beach house was not far from night club, approximately seven minutes away. Remy had spotted it on their way to the store and convinced Genevieve that they should go dancing later that night. Genevieve was unsure at first, but afterwards agreed and now she was dancing with Remy on the middle of the dance floor.

They had been dancing for almost two hours, and Genevieve loved how Remy held her against his body. He was surprisingly a great dancer, as he had guided her through the first few songs.

Genevieve and Remy continued to dance. The 6'8 male only had eyes for his mate, as she tried to dance more intimately. Remy could feel the beast's happiness, as he also enjoyed the sensual dance moves that rolled off of his mate.

The song had ended and Remy pulled slightly away from Gen, his hands still on her hips. "Do you want a drink?"

Genevieve nodded then proceeded to dance to the new song. She had never felt so young and alive. Remy chuckled and went to the bar to order them two waters. Remy had learned a few days after his birthday that his mate was allergic to alcohol. He didn't know it was even possible, until Genevieve had gone into anaphylactic shock. Now he made sure that she was never served anything containing alcohol.

Genevieve felt hands wrap around her waist after just seconds, upon Remy's departure. She looked over her shoulder and her eyes landed on a unfamiliar face. Gen pushed his hands away and took a step forward and continued to dance. Once again she felt the older male put his hands on her body, this time he pressed his body against hers.

"Back off!" Genevieve told the guy, after pushing his hands off once again.

"Why should I?   What you really need is a good f▲ck and I'm willing to do the favor. I mean you're out here dancing like a little slu⊥.  You should be happy someone wants to have s☺x with your ugly ☻ss!"

Genevieve's hand swung out and she slapped the man across the face.  He didn't seem as fazed as she had hoped, although he did looked piss off.

"Did I strike a nerve, bit©h?" He chuckled, a menacing smirk on his face, although it turned it into a pained expression very quickly.

Remy had punched him in the gut, a dangerous look on his face, his grey eyes going completely black. Remy pulled the hunched over man by the collar of his expensive shirt and made eye contact with the shorter man.

"I'd knock your fucking teeth out if you weren't human." Remy noticed that the crowd had cleared the space around them, the music turned down low. "If you even so much as look at her again, I'll drag your ass out of this damn club and knock some sense into your stupid skull."

The man shoved Remy's hands away, followed by pushing his way through the club.

"Come on let's go." Remy told Genevieve, his hand on her lower back.

Genevieve nodded and took a sip of the cold water, while walking out of the club with Remy.

"Are you alright?" Remy asked, looking over her body once they had stepped a good distance away from the club.

"Yeah." Genevieve assured her mate with a kiss.

Remy pulled her closer by the hips as they kissed underneath the stars. His lips moved with hunger over her soft ones, a low moan traveling up his throat. He traced her bottom lip with his tongue, gaining access to her sweet mouth.

Genevieve held onto his leather jacket, her cheeks warming and her lower stomach clenching. Remy could always get her hot and bothered with just one kiss.

They both pulled away and shared a smile. Remy wrapped his arm around her shoulder and intertwined their fingers.

"You're sexy when you get mad. The slap was pretty good too." Remy grinned down at his mate, as they walked the short distance back to their vacation home.

"Shut up." Genevieve laughed, elbowing Remy in his side.

Remy chuckled himself and kissed her forehead.  "Violent much ... are you going to slap me too?"

"I will if you keep on talking." Genevieve laughed, as they turned the corner.

"You wouldn't." Remy disagreed, pinching her but cheek with a silly grin on his face.

Genevieve blushed but swatted his hand away from her bum. "Shut up and open the door."

Remy loved the embarrassed smile on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest. He stole a kiss from her pouting lips, before unlocking the door to their beach house.

Just as the crossed the threshold, Remy pushed his mate against the wooden arch in the hallway. A surprised gasp sounded from Genevieve as Remy lifted her up by the ass, his mouth on hers within seconds.

Remy carried Genevieve into the master bedroom, their lips pressed together in a heated kiss. He gently laid them on the king sized bed with the cotton white comforters.

For the first time in her life, Genevieve forgot everything else. Now it was just her and Remy, her soul-mate. Remy proceeded to kissing, touching, biting, and exploring every inch of her body with his mouth, his tongue, and his hands.

Nothing in Genevieve's experience prepared her for all the new sensations; the tingle in her neck, arms, and hands; the tightening of her belly whenever Remy nipped at her sensitive skin.

"Your beautiful and you're mine." Remy whispered in her ear, as he hovered above her, his eyes glowing with passion.

"I want you, Remy." Genevieve wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for another kiss.

Remy had every intention of showing Genevieve just how much he loved her. His hands were on her body, moans and gasps puffing from Genevieve's red swollen lips. In the heated moment, their clothes somehow landed strewn on the floor, leaving the couple naked and wrapped in each others arms.

"I love you, baby." Remy pulled Genevieve's leg up to an angle, his hips cradled between her thighs and the heat of their bodies unimaginable.

"I love everything about you." Remy whispered, just before capturing Genevieve's soft groan of pain. Their lips met in a heated, but meaningful kiss. After a gentle nod from Gen, Remy began to make love to Genevieve, caressing and grinding against her body.

Remy's strokes were slow and deep. Slow and deep. Slow and deep. Stretching her wide, withdrawing. He more than filled her and Genevieve was loving every moment of it.

Wonderful sensations coursed through Genevieve, as Remy moved against her. The kisses were deep and gentle, each meaning more than the one before. Genevieve could feel herself letting go, the pleasure overwhelming her body.

Her breath was warm as her gasps exploded softly on his neck, face and shoulder. Her skin was hot to the touch and damp beneath Remy's fingertips. Genevieve felt so incredibly good wrapped around Remy. She made him feel safe and secure as he knew he did for her. The ecstasy rushing through Genevieve's body, ignited Remy's mind as well as his body and it was almost more than he could take.

Her name fell from his lips, heightening Genevieve's need for his fulfillment. Genevieve held onto him, her nails digging into the taught muscle of his back. The passion carried them away to a place both of them knew so little about. Genevieve couldn't imagine anything feeling better, as Remy brought her to climax again and again, until his own body could no longer hold back. His gasps grew shaky and punctuated. His strokes faster and harder, before he succumbed to the sexual high, swiftly biting into the soft skin of Genevieve's neck. Genevieve arched against him, riding out her own high.

Their breaths were harsh and their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. Remy pulled away from her neck, after licking the fresh mating bite. Tossing the used condom in the trash, Remy quickly slid back into bed. He pulled his limp mate into his arms, a ghost of a smile on her face.

"I didn't hurt you, right?" Remy asked a worried expression on his face. He had hoped that he hadn't been to rough, after all she was human.

Genevieve shook her head, a small chuckle escaping her swollen lips.

"What's so funny, babe?" Remy asked pulling the sheets over them.

"It's just that I climaxed multiple times and to think we were virgins." Genevieve smiled into his chest, her body curved around his.

"You don't have to be a man-whore to know what you're doing." Remy chuckled. "Given I'm your mate, I could probably make you c♋m by just talking dirty to you."

"Please don't try." Genevieve hid her face, as she blushed.

"I won't .... at least not tonight." Remy laughed, nipping at her earlobe.

"Remy!" Genevieve laughed in response,  pinching his nipple.

Rubbing his sore left nipple, he chuckled. "Ouch, I was just kidding."

"Good." Genevieve kissed his nipple and happy smile on her face.

Remy kissed her temple, a sense of completeness surrounding his heart.  Genevieve was worth so much and just overall amazing, and to think she was his soul mate. It was still as mind-blowing as they day he walked into the herb shop that belonged to her fathers.

As long as Remy had Genevieve snuggled in his arms every night, he knew that nothing would come between them.

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I hope a lot of you are not too disappointed that I didn't do the full blown out sex scene.

Riddle answer: You can't find a hippo with one hand.