Alone at Last

DELILAH

Seth and I walked back slowly.

Something about walking naked in the woods might have sounded appealing, but wasn’t nearly as fun as one would think after the first twenty minutes or so.

The chill in the air bit at me, making me walk with my arms crossed.

Dew that had collected on all the foliage slid against my calves and my feet, making my lower half wet, cold, and uncomfortable.

I still had my shoes on, which protected the soles of my feet, at least, but little else.

My body was sore and aching from our lovemaking, and my ass hurt from Seth’s rough treatment.

I’d never done anything like that before. Even my eyes were sore, and every fiber of my being felt like it needed a shower and a good scrub down. Especially my mouth.

Needless to say, between that and low blood sugar from having barely eaten all day, I was cranky.

“Are you all right?” Seth asked, glancing at me.

~Bastard probably isn’t even cold.~

~Stupid wolves and their stupid higher body temperature.~

~While we witches have to use up our reserves of energy, fighting the elements just to cast a stupid spell, or walk in a stupid forest.~

I kicked another rock, still avoiding eye contact. It hit a tree stump with a dull thunk. “I’m fine,” I replied shortly.

“Do you want to be carried?” he asked, sounding amused.

This only served to piss me off further. Is he mocking my discomfort?

“No. I do not. Want. To be carried,” I gritted out, balling up my fists then dropping them, pretending I was fine as I stomped ahead of him.

“You know, when you become a wolf, this won’t be an issue,” Seth said in a soothing voice, coming up behind me with a grace only a wolf could manage.

I startled as I felt his body warmth near mine.

I wanted to slap him.

“Well, that doesn’t exactly fix the problem right now.” I smacked at his hands as he attempted to pull me close, stopping me from trying to stomp ahead.

He only laughed at my feeble attempts, his arms going around me; I was too exhausted to use any more magic.

“My lovely little witch. Once you are a wolf, perhaps you’ll be able to smell what I smell, and hear what I hear.”

He pulled me close with rough fingers, kneading and massaging the muscles in my hips and sides.

His fingers were firm and warm, keeping me in place, pulled back against his chest.

“I have a feeling a good soak in the river might make you feel better,” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.

“It’s cold, you moron.”

“So let me warm you up.” His teeth ran over my ear.

My body reacted instantly, all thoughts of soreness forgotten momentarily as I moaned.

His fingers ran down my stomach, the other hand rolling my nipples between his fingers.

I wanted to protest, but the mark on my body began to flare and glow.

Magic. Mate. The feelings hit me like a train.

I could already feel the desire on my lips as his other hand ran lower, stroking my outer folds, a whine building in my throat.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” Seth murmured, turning me around and picking me up.

I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me effortlessly, my mouth descending on his as he walked through the forest toward the river.

After a few paces I could hear the water, but it hardly mattered.

My body ached for him, like a hot coal only growing hotter by the second, as if the breeze against my skin only spurred me onward until I was glowing.

I held on to his neck, my wet slit already sliding and grinding against the top of his thick, throbbing cock as he walked.

It twitched and pulsed warmly under me as my desire began to cover him.

He kissed me, gently massaging my backside, and moved my body against him. One hand cupped my ass, the other sank into my hair as I held on to him.

The moment I felt the cold water hit my feet, I jumped, breaking our kiss and gasping.

Seth slipped his hand down my back, guiding me onto his cock, pressing and stretching my opening.

A whimper left my lips as I looked down at him, the chill of the water moving up my legs, and his hard heat pressing against my intimate folds.

“I’ve got you, Delilah. Don’t worry. It’ll be intense, but you’ll feel a lot better.” He moaned, slowly sinking me down on his thick length.

I could feel every inch of him pulsing in me. I moaned, feeling the water droplets on his cock making it tougher to sink down onto him, despite my own slickness.

“You might…have to carry me back to camp,” I panted as I leaned forward and bit his shoulder.

He quickly grabbed on to my hips and sank all the way in.

~These boys may look like fraternal twins but their cocks…~

I moaned again, leaning in to kiss him as he took us farther into the water, making me shriek at the chill.

Suddenly, he gripped my hips and began lifting me up and down easily, the water flowing around us as I moved up and down his cock.

“I’m going to cum in you, and mark you with my scent,” Seth murmured against my lips, moving his mouth on my neck, making me moan even louder as he moved in me.

I rode him, feeling the biting sting of the cold water all around me, and his hard, hot cock inside me.

His mouth made my nipples pucker and ache as the undersides of my breasts hit the water with each thrust.

“Mine, you’re mine.” His teeth bit down on my nipple, his warm mouth making my core clench.

A whimper bubbled out of my throat. My hand sunk into his hair and the other held on to his shoulder.

“Seth!” I gasped as he started fucking me harder.

He lifted me suddenly out of the water and onto the shore, shoving me into a bunch of nearby weeds, thrusting in and out of me faster and faster.

“You’re mine—in this moment. And I’m not sharing,” he growled into my ear.

His nails raked down my thighs. I wrapped them around his waist, holding on as he continued to thrust into me over and over.

“Tell me how much you need me,” he rasped.

My head was spinning, my body clenching with need around his with each powerful thrust.

“Seth! B-but Col—”

Seth growled, lifting one of my legs and reaching down a hand to pinch my clit.

I jumped, screeching in pain and pleasure as he continued to suck on my nipple.

“You don’t get to say his name when you’re with me. I’m the one filling you right now. I’m the one putting my seed in your womb. Now tell me what you want.”

Small, squeaking moans came from my lips as his licks became nibbles and bites on my nipples.

“P-please,” I cried as my body grew closer. I could feel my folds clench around his cock, making it harder for him to move in and out of me. Our bodies slapped against one another, making slick, wet noises.

My leg stretched out painfully as he continued to fuck me relentlessly. I was so close.

“Tell me who you want right now,” Seth growled, pinching my clit again. He looked down into my eyes, making my hips lift with need.

I wanted to sob. It was too intense. His rough treatment was making my head swim.

So close to breaking. So close to falling over the edge.

“You! You!” Finally the words burst from my lips—what he wanted to hear, and what I craved and needed at this moment.

I was his, and no one else's.

His low grumble of approval as well as one more small pinch on my clitoris was all it took—I shattered, crying out as my body shook and shuddered.

My walls clamped down on him like a vise as he moved, making him shout out in pleasure and shock as my body attempted to milk his cock.

He buried it deep in me, over and over, until—

“Delilah!” he groaned, panting as he took several more hard, deep thrusts then buried himself deep as he came inside me.

Jet after jet of warm cum filled my depths. I whimpered and panted, my body still clenching and cumming around him with small little aftershocks, accepting him greedily.

My eyelids were heavy as Seth lowered my leg and tilted my head to kiss me on the lips gently.

“Such a good little girl…,” he murmured, skimming his thumb down my jaw, caressing my flesh.

I hardly registered what he was saying as he slowly pulled out of me—I was too tired to even wince in pain as I felt the aches and scrapes on my body.

Seth’s hot cum smeared my thighs, mixed with the juices of our lovemaking as it dripped into the foliage and water on the shoreline.

His fingers went to the lips of my pussy, and I felt him rub, a satisfied grumble coming from his throat.

I blushed, not meeting his eyes.

From somewhere, a throat cleared. “If you don’t tend to her, she’s going to get sick.”

Cole.

Dread consumed me, his words bringing the icy water and pains of everything sharp as if I was dragged back to reality from a dream.

How much had he heard?