New Horizons- Explicit

Hi So this is the last chapter. but I've added a non explicit version of the same story for those who don't like that kind of stuff.

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It's been a few weeks now. I was fully healed, and the weight of Alice's dark cloud had finally lifted. She had been sentenced to life in a maximum-security prison designed by pack authorities, and with her gone, the doom and gloom had faded into the past.

Danny and I had just returned from emptying out our old house. We'd made the decision to move back to the pack, where we belonged.

It was strange, in a way. Danny and Alice had been hitting it off, and the kids seemed to get along great. It felt like we were finally finding our rhythm, but we also needed to carve out our own space.

Cam had suggested we move into the pack house temporarily while he worked with some of the members to build us a new home.

Don't get me wrong—the pack house had its charm. The sense of community and support was there, and I had missed it. But we both wanted to spend more time as a family, to catch up on all those years we'd lost.

My parents had they're own opinions too. My dad wanted me to come back home. He had forgiven Cam but was still going to make him work for his kindness.  I hope they can go back to being close once more.

"You ready to go?" I heard Cam's voice call out, pulling me from my thoughts.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I called back. Cam had been teasing me about this "surprise" for days, and now that it was finally here, I had no idea what to expect. He'd told me he'd arranged for Caleb to stay with his dad for the night, and we were going on our first real date in years.

"Are you sure I should be dressed in sweats?" I asked, glancing down at my outfit. Cam had insisted I get dressed up, but in my casual joggers and a cozy hoodie, I wasn't exactly feeling date-ready.

"You look perfect," he said, grinning as he leaned in to kiss me. The warmth of his lips on mine made my heart flutter. "Let's go.".

I noticed he had a backpack as we ran down the 3 flights of stairs. Why when the elevator was there?

"Hop in" he said tossing the ag into the car. I followed suit and jumped into the passenger side of his jeep. "Cam just where are we going"

"It's a surprise" he grinned.

I followed him down the stairs of the pack house, surprised he was taking the stairs when the elevator was right there. We could've avoided the workout, but I didn't complain. There was something about the way he was so excited that had me grinning, too.

"Hop in," he said, tossing the bag into the back of the car. I climbed into the passenger side of his jeep, still clueless about where we were headed.

"Cam, just where are we going?" I asked, my curiosity growing by the second.

"It's a surprise," he grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

The ride was peaceful, but I couldn't shake the feeling that we were heading deeper into pack territory. We didn't leave the land, but the roads grew rougher, dirt tracks I wasn't familiar with. I had no idea where we were going, but I trusted him completely. Twenty minutes later, we parked at the edge of the forest.

"Let's go, baby," he called, jumping out of the jeep and not waiting for me to follow.

Still a bit confused but excited, I scrambled to catch up. We hiked through rocky terrain, the air crisp and cool against my skin. The further we walked, the more I felt like something familiar was pulling at me—something I couldn't quite place.

And then I heard it.

The sound of rushing water.

My heart skipped a beat as my steps quickened. I couldn't believe it.

"No way," I beamed, excitement flooding through me.

"So, you remember," Cam said, glancing back at me with a knowing grin.

How could I forget?

I nodded eagerly, and together, we quickened our pace, our footsteps falling in sync. We were getting closer, and I could already feel the pull of the place that had meant so much to us.

It was our spot—our waterfall.

Years ago, when Cam and I were still young and patrolling the territory, we had discovered this hidden gem. We'd come here every chance we got, escaping the weight of the world around us. And it was here, in this peaceful, secluded place, that Caleb had been conceived. The memory still brought warmth to my chest.

As we stepped past the last set of trees, I gasped.

It was even more beautiful than I remembered. The waterfall still roared powerfully, but now the space around it had been transformed. Vibrant flowers bloomed in every corner, their colors bright against the backdrop of the flowing water. The ground had been cleared and flattened, creating a soft path to the new addition—a little cabin nestled between the trees.

Fairy lights twinkled above, wrapping around the trees and casting a soft, magical glow across everything.

"Cam, this is beautiful," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, a mix of nostalgia, joy, and gratitude for everything we had come through.

Cam stepped up beside me, his hand brushing mine, and I looked at him—really looked at him—for the first time that night. His expression was soft, full of love, and a touch of pride.

"I remembered how much this place meant to us," he said, his voice low and steady. "I wanted to bring you back here, make it even better."

I could see the thought and care that had gone into making this spot special again. I could feel the love he had for me, for us, in everything he had done.

"I love you," I whispered, the words tumbling out before I even realized I was saying them.

Cam's smile softened, and his eyes glimmered in the warm glow of the fairy lights. "I love you too, more than anything."

We stood there for a moment, wrapped in the magic of the place and the unspoken understanding between us.

"Come" i heard him say. "Lets go put our stuff in the cabin.

We stood there for a moment, wrapped in the magic of the place and the unspoken understanding between us. The only sound was the soothing rush of water cascading over the rocks and the soft whisper of the wind through the trees. It felt like time had slowed, the world around us fading into the background. In this quiet space, it was just Cam and me, with everything that had brought us here.

"Come," I heard him say, his voice low and inviting. He turned towards the cabin, his hand reaching out for mine. "Let's go put our stuff in the cabin."

I nodded, a soft smile pulling at my lips, and followed him, my heart still fluttering from the beauty of the moment. The path to the cabin was lined with lanterns that seemed to glow brighter as we drew closer, creating a path of light that felt almost dreamlike. The little wooden cabin stood nestled between the trees, warm and inviting, with smoke curling from the chimney into the cool evening air.

As we stepped inside, I was struck by how perfectly it matched the magical aura outside. The cabin was simple, yet warm, with soft lighting and a cozy atmosphere. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows on the walls. A plush rug lay on the wooden floor, and the scent of fresh pine filled the air.

Cam turned to me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You like it?" he asked, his hand gently pulling me further inside.

I couldn't help but laugh softly, my eyes welling up once more with emotion. "Like it? I love it." My voice was full of awe, and I stepped closer to him. "You did all of this... for us."

Cam's grin widened, but there was something deeper in his gaze. "I just wanted to give you something that was ours. Somewhere we could escape to, whenever we needed it."

I stepped forward, my hand reaching for his, intertwining our fingers. The warmth of his skin against mine sent a shiver through me. "This is perfect," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

With a tender smile, he pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm glad you think so," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "I knew you'd love it here. It's our place now."

He tossed the bag on the small couch taking out some swim wear and a towel.

"So do you to have dinner first or swim?"

Was that even a question? Swim first definitely.

With a tender smile, he pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. "I'm glad you think so," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "I knew you'd love it here. It's our place now."

He tossed the bag onto the small couch, rummaging through it for a moment before pulling out some swimwear and a towel. The sight of him holding them up made my heart skip a beat, and I couldn't help but laugh softly at the question that followed.

"So, do you want to have dinner first or swim?"

Was that even a question? The answer was obvious.

"Swim first, definitely," I grinned, already feeling the excitement rise in my chest. The thought of slipping into the cool water beneath the stars, with nothing but the sound of the waterfall and the night air around us, was too perfect to pass up.

Cam laughed, a low, rich sound that echoed in the space between us. "I was hoping you'd say that," he teased, pulling his shirt off over his head and revealing his strong, toned body. The sight of him never failed to leave me breathless.

I quickly grabbed my own swimwear, the anticipation building as I got ready to change. The simple act of preparing to step outside with him, to do something as carefree as swimming together, felt like the kind of moment we hadn't had in far too long.

"I'll step outside and give you some privacy," he said, his voice hushed. "Take your time."

I gave him a small, appreciative smile. The last thing I wanted was to rush anything, especially not after everything we had been through. "Thanks, Cam," I replied softly.

He smiled back, the warmth in his gaze lingering as he stepped outside, closing the door gently behind him.

I stood there for a moment, taking in the solitude. Changing into my swimwear felt different now, more intimate.

We agreed we'd take things one step at a time and he's been so patient, so understanding. I'd be lying if i said there weren't a few times i wanted to push things further. Maybe tonight will be that night?

As I adjusted my suit, I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

Once I was ready, I stepped outside, the cool night air wrapping around me as I made my way toward the water. Cam stood by the edge, his back to me as he gazed out at the waterfall, giving me the space I needed. The sight of him there, so relaxed and in his element, made my heart swell.

I took a deep breath, feeling the breeze through my hair and the warmth of the water calling me. Cam turned at the sound of my footsteps, his eyes softened with something unspoken. A smile tugged at his lips, and his gaze lingered a moment too long, like he was savouring the sight of me.

"You look amazing," he said softly, his gaze lingering on me for a beat too long. But it wasn't just the compliment—it was the way his eyes held mine, full of affection, like I was everything to him.

"Thanks," I whispered, the blush rising to my cheeks. "So do you."

He grinned, stepping closer, his hand outstretched toward me. "Ready to get in?"

His hand was outstretched, his fingers slightly curled waiting for me to take them.

I placed my hand in his, the connection between us immediate, he squeezed my hand gently, his eyes flicking down to where our fingers intertwined, then back to my face, full of quiet intensity.

"Come on," he murmured, his voice low as he tugged me closer, pulling me towards the water. We waded in slowly, the temperature of the water just perfect. The soft rush of the falls filled the silence between us, the water lapping against our bodies as we moved deeper.

I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh "This is perfect,".

We swam around for a bit, the coolness of the water mixing with the warmth between us. Every time our bodies brushed, a spark of electricity seemed to pass between us. Playful splashes turned into stolen glances, lingering touches, and quiet smiles. We were in our own bubble.

Cam pulled me closer, his hands resting lightly on my waist as he gazed at me, his eyes dark with something I couldn't quite place. He wasn't just looking at me—he was seeing me. And in that moment, I felt more exposed than I ever had, but strangely, it didn't make me want to pull away.

I reached up, my fingers lightly tracing the edge of his jawline, feeling the roughness of his stubble beneath my fingertips. His eyes fluttered closed for a second, a soft shudder running through him.

"You're incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

I smiled softly, my heart picking up pace as I leaned in closer, barely able to keep the space between us. "I could say the same about you," I whispered, my voice breathy.

He leaned forward then, his lips brushing against my forehead, then my temple, before his eyes locked onto mine. A moment stretched between us—silent, almost electric, the sound of the waterfall and our shallow breaths filling the air.

And then, without another word, his lips found mine in a slow, lingering kiss. The world around us seemed to disappear. It was just us, the waterfall, and the warmth between us as our bodies moved together.

His lips were soft but deliberate, moving against mine with a tenderness that made my chest ache. I felt the weight of his hands on my waist tighten ever so slightly, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. The cool water lapped at our skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat radiating from where our bodies pressed together.

I let my hands slide up his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my palm. It matched the wild rhythm of my own, a silent conversation between us. His kiss deepened, slow, searching, as if he was memorizing the feel of me, the taste of me. I sighed against his mouth, my fingers tangling in the damp strands of hair at the nape of his neck.

When we finally broke apart, it was only by a breath. His forehead rested against mine, our noses brushing as we both struggled to steady our breathing. His eyes were still closed, his lashes dark against his skin, and I couldn't help but smile at the way his lips curved upward, as if he was savouring the moment as much as I was.

"Cam," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of the waterfall.

He opened his eyes then, and the intensity in them stole my breath all over again. There was something raw and unguarded in his gaze, something that made my stomach flutter and my chest tighten. He didn't say anything, just looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world.

And then, as if he couldn't help himself, he kissed me again. This time, it was different—hungrier, more urgent, but still achingly tender. His hands slid up my back, pulling me even closer, and I melted into him, my body responding to his without thought. The water around us seemed to fade away, the world narrowing to just the two of us and the way we moved together.

When he finally pulled back, his lips lingered near the corner of my mouth, brushing against my skin as he spoke. His fingers lightly brushed across my cheek, as though memorizing the feeling of my skin under his touch.

"I've missed you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "More than you know."

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting his words wash over me. My heart ached with a mixture of love and relief. "I've missed you too," I whispered back, my voice barely audible.

It was getting harder staying in his arms like this. I could feel my body responding. I could feel his body responding just beneath the water.

I swallowed hard. "Cam...I need you" I heard his intake of air as his nose flared. I felt his manhood twitch deliciously against me.

He pulled back to look at me "Are you sure" he asked

I nodded, god I needed him. "Make me yours Cam, please."

The growl he made sent a shiver down my spine, low and primal, and before I could catch my breath, his lips were on mine again. This kiss was different—hungrier, more demanding, as if he'd been holding back a flood of need and could no longer contain it. His hands slid down my back, pulling me flush against him, and I gasped into his mouth as I felt the hard length of him press against me, undeniable even through the water.

"Cam," I breathed, my voice trembling as I arched into him, my body instinctively seeking more. His name was a plea, a prayer, and he answered it with a low, guttural sound that made my stomach tighten.

"You're mine," he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with desire. "You've always been mine."

His words sent a thrill through me, and I clung to him, my fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulders as he kissed me again, deeper this time. His hands roamed over my body, exploring, claiming, as if he couldn't get enough of me. Every touch was electric, every brush of his skin against mine sending sparks through my veins.

He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there before soothing it with his tongue. I tipped my head back, a moan escaping me as his hands found my hips, lifting me effortlessly until my legs wrapped around his waist. The water lapped around us, cool against my heated skin, but it was nothing compared to the fire building between us.

"Cam," I whispered again, my voice breaking as his lips found the curve of my shoulder. "Please..."

He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and blazing with need. "Tell me what you want," he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me.

"You," I said without hesitation, my hands framing his face. "I want you. All of you."

His breath hitched, and for a moment, he just stared at me, as if he was memorizing every detail of my face. Then, with a groan, he kissed me again, his hands tightening on my hips as he carried me toward the large, smooth rock at the edge of the water. The world around us blurred—the sound of the waterfall, the coolness of the air, the faint rustle of leaves—all of it faded into the background until there was nothing but him and me and the heat between us.

When we reached the rock, he pressed me against it, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat of his body. His hands slid down my thighs, guiding them to wrap around his waist as he positioned himself at my entrance. I could feel the tip of him brushing against me, and I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.

"Cam," I breathed, my voice trembling with need. "Please..."

He didn't hesitate, his eyes locked on mine as he pushed into me, slow and deliberate, filling me completely. I cried out, my head falling back against the rock as he stretched me, the sensation overwhelming in the best possible way. He paused, his forehead resting against mine, his breath coming in ragged bursts as he gave me time to adjust.

"You're perfect," he whispered, his voice trembling. "So perfect."

I couldn't speak, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel. And when he began to move, slow and deep, it was like the world itself had shifted. Every thrust, every touch, every whispered word was a promise, a declaration, a reminder that this—this was where I belonged. With him. Always with him.

The water around us seemed to amplify every sensation, the coolness of it contrasting with the heat of our bodies as we moved together. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he thrust into me, each movement sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back as I matched his rhythm, my hips rising to meet his with every thrust.

"Cam, I'm close," I gasped, my voice breaking as the tension coiled tighter and tighter inside me. "Don't stop..."

"Come for me," he growled, his hips slamming into mine. "Let go."

And I did, my body convulsing with pleasure as I came apart around him. He followed me over the edge, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep inside me, his release hot and intense. We clung to each other, our bodies trembling as we rode out the waves of pleasure together.

When it was over, he held me close, his forehead resting against mine as we both struggled to catch our breath. The water lapped around us, cool and soothing.

"Cam," I whispered, my voice soft and filled with emotion. "That was..."

"Incredible," he finished for me, his lips brushing against mine in a tender kiss. "But I'm not done with you yet."

Before I could respond, he lifted me into his arms, carrying me out of the water and toward the cabin. The cool night air brushed against my skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire burning inside me. He kicked the door open and carried me inside, his lips finding mine in a searing kiss as he set me down on the edge of the bed.

His hands were everywhere, touching, exploring, as if he couldn't get enough of me. My hands immediately went to the waistband of his swim

shorts. He helped me, kicking them off and stepping out of them before turning his attention back to me.

His hands slid under the edge of my bikini top, his fingers brushing against my sensitive skin as he pulled it off and tossed it aside. His lips followed, trailing kisses down my neck, my collarbone, until he reached my breasts. I gasped as his mouth closed over one nipple, his tongue swirling around it before sucking gently. My hands tangled in his hair, holding him to me as waves of pleasure washed over me.

"Cam," I moaned, my back arching as his hands slid down to my hips, pulling my bikini bottoms off and tossing them aside. He knelt between my legs, his hands spreading my thighs as he leaned down, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. "I want to taste every inch of you."

And then his mouth was on me, his tongue sliding through my folds before finding my clit. I cried out, my hands gripping the sheets as he licked and sucked, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel the tension building inside me, coiling tighter and tighter until I thought I might explode.

"Cam, I'm close," I gasped, my hips bucking against his mouth. "Please..."

He didn't stop, his tongue working me relentlessly until I shattered, my body convulsing with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me. He held me through it, his hands gripping my hips as he continued to lick and suck, drawing out every last bit of pleasure.

When I finally came down, my body limp and trembling, he kissed his way back up my body, his lips finding mine in a deep, passionate kiss. I could taste myself on his lips, and it only made me want him more.

"I need you," I whispered against his lips, my hands sliding down his chest to his hips. "Now."

He groaned, his hands gripping my thighs as he positioned himself at my entrance. "You're sure?" he asked, his voice rough with need.

"Yes," I breathed, my eyes locking with his. "Please, Cam. I need you."

And then he was inside me, filling me completely in one smooth thrust. I cried out, my nails digging into his back as he began to move, slow and deep at first, then faster, harder, as if he couldn't hold back any longer. I matched his rhythm, my hips rising to meet his with every thrust, the pleasure building inside me once again.

"You feel so good," he groaned, his forehead resting against mine. "So fucking good."

I could feel the tension coiling inside me again, tighter and tighter with every thrust, until I was teetering on the edge once more. "Cam, I'm close," I gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders. "Don't stop..."

"Come for me," he growled, his hips slamming into mine. "Let go."

And I did, my body convulsing with pleasure as I came apart around him. He followed me over the edge, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep inside me, his release hot and intense. We clung to each other, our bodies trembling as we rode out the waves of pleasure together.

When it was over, he collapsed beside me, pulling me into his arms as we both struggled to catch our breath. His lips brushed against my forehead, his arms tightening around me as he held me close.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice soft and filled with emotion.

"I love you too," I murmured, my eyes closing as I snuggled closer to him. And in that moment, as I lay in his arms, I knew that this was where I belonged. With him. Always with him.

We'd made it through the storm and no matter what came next, no matter where life took us, we would continue forward—together, forever.