Jamal Kunis POV
She didn't resist at all, not initially, although it was probably because she was still in shock at what had happened. I liked it like that.
I pulled away the first time, reluctantly, trying to gauge her reaction.
I couldn't help but notice Methis's lack of focus, and it irked me. Her mind seemed to wander, distracted by something I couldn't quite pinpoint. I reached out and lightly touched her lips, causing her to startle. But instead of pulling away, she looked at me with a mix of surprise and curiosity.
"You remember why you are here right?" I asked calmly, "You remember the terms of the contract?"
She nodded, "Yes."
I leaned in a little bit closer, still maintain some space between me and her, I didn't want to spook her too much and scare her away, "Are you ready for this?" I asked.
She hesitated, I could see the fear in her eyes, and I understood immediately.
She was a kid, she wasn't used to this, it was natural to be scared.
In fact I would have been alarmed if she wasn't, after all she was supposed to be a virgin. If she acted like a veteran while I tried to seduce her, then all it meant was that I had been sold a lie. Thankfully, she didn't she just looked at me, her big innocent eyes staring into mine, scared as hell.
"I-I" She was stuttering again, which annoyed the heck out of me. Of course having a completely in experienced virgin to carry my child meant that I, by default, had to have sex with said inexperienced virgin, which meant a lot of awkward encounters.
Only now was I starting to realize that it was going to be a problem, because I could handle one or two, or a little more of her awkwardness, but this? The way she was behaving right now, was a bit too much for me.
"Methis?" I asked, trying to hide the annoyance on my voice.
"Yes?"
"I asked if you are ready?" I said again. She looked down, at her dainty, little feet, like she was too shy to look into my eyes.
That was when I lost my patience, I had decided I had had enough.
Before she could say anything, I closed the distance between us, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. My desire for her burned hot, and I relished the taste and feel of her soft lips against mine. It seemed like an eternity as I played with her mouth, savoring every moment.
On her part, at first, she was reluctant, shutting her mouth tightly, refusing to allow my impatient, throbbing tongue access and even feebly trying to push me away.
Buy of course it was all in vain. I was bigger, stronger and most importantly, desperate to get this over with. I was done with waiting and teasing and testing, the sooner we did this, the sooner we got out of this stupid contract and she would be free to go back home to the human world, to her family, and I would have my heirs.
As the kiss deepened, I couldn't help but realize that my own actions were becoming somewhat unhealthy.
Seeming to sense the hesitation on my part, she pushed away from me, immediately taking a few steps back, panting hard as she tried to catch her breath.
"Enough!" She said, her voice harsh and coarse for the first time.
"Oh, so you can speak complete, coherent sentences huh?" I asked, watching her, an amused smile playing on my lips
I had married three noble wolf women over the years, but none of them had stirred any emotions within me. They were merely a means to an end, a way to break the curse that bound me. But with Methis, it was different. There was something about her that drew me in, something I couldn't ignore.
My hands began to explore Methis's body, conveying my desire and silently urging her to prepare herself. I could sense hesitation in her eyes, a desire to refuse, but before she could voice her thoughts, I silenced her with another passionate kiss. In that moment, I wasn't concerned about her feelings or thoughts. All I wanted was to consume her, to lose myself in the intensity of our connection.
Our bodies joined together again, with me holding her against my body as tight as possible, feeling every nook and cranny of her warm, softness. Soon enough, and rather quickly too, what started gently soon became a furious storm of desire and need, mostly on my part of course, almost losing control entirely. Even then, the intensity between us was undeniable. As we moved together, I couldn't help but notice a strange attraction emanating from Methis, something I hadn't felt in the fifteen years since I lost my mate.
It was like a strong, earthly scent, that threatened to swallow me up and confuse me, as I pulled away from kissing her to look into her eyes, I felt it, almost literally like a hook to my navel drag me towards her.
And for the single, little, instant it was there, it scared the shit out of me, making me gasp in shock. Then just as soon as it came, it was gone, replaced by the heat of out love making.
The pleasure and connection we shared were overwhelming, but amidst the physicality, a spark of something deeper flickered. I found myself wanting to protect Methis, to cherish her beyond the physical realm. It was a foreign feeling, one that I hadn't experienced in a long time.
As our bodies moved in sync, I realized that Methis was more than just a means to an end. She was a puzzle piece in the intricate story of my existence, a piece that had been missing for far too long.
Since the curse.
And now, here she was. Even if it was by design, by a stupid fucking contract, it didn't change the fact that it was still happening to me, here, now. My past had been filled with emptiness, but now, with Methis, there was a glimmer of hope, a chance at something more.
Lost in the throes of passion dominating my mind now, I held onto Methis tightly, not wanting to let go. Every touch, every gasp, every shared moment reaffirmed the connection between us. It was as if fate had brought us together, joining our lives in a way that couldn't be undone.
The feeling was there again, the inexplicable thing I felt with her, this time I was sure it was not my imagination. I was drawn to her, a lot. And for some reason, I couldn't for the life of me explain why.
We lay entangled in each other's arms, our breathing gradually slowing down. I hadn't penetrated her, not yet, I wanted to give her time to get used to it and not rush her at all. This was just tye appetizer.
She didn't seem to mind either, the fear ok her face was replaced by curiosity and a little bit of contentment. The room was filled with a comfortable silence, the air heavy with the weight of what we had just shared.
In that moment, I realized that Methis had ignited something within me, something I had thought was lost forever. And as I looked into her eyes, I couldn't help but wonder what this newfound connection meant for both of us. Or whether there was even a connection at all.
She lay prone next to me. Her face peaceful.
That face.
I couldn't forget it, no matter how I tried. The resemblance was so uncanny, I often wondered if someone somewhere, some naughty prankster or with or even the moon goddess herself was playing some kind of cruel joke with me. But I didn't have time to think about it, or even bargain. I was thirty five, I had just two more years, my time with her was nearly up. My chance to give a heir to the pack, someone with my blood, someone that would hopefully keep everything running as smoothly as possible when I was gone.
And this young human girl, with the face that intrigued me, traumatized me and scared me all at once. This young human girl who didn't even want to be here at all, who had to be forced by the selfishness of her weird step mother. She was my only chance, it sounded almost too comical to be true.
The fate of an entire pack, rested on the slender shoulders of Methis Delis. I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.
She raised her eyebrow, staring at me, "What is so funny?" Her voice was small and weak, panting a little. Whether from it was for what we had just done or if she was just that scared, I couldn't tell for sure, but I decide to get it over with as soon as possible.
I shrugged, "Nothing, nothing..." I leaned forward, grabbing her waist and pulling her into me, planting another deep kiss. I felt her surrender in my arms.
Sliding a hand under her gown, I felt her heat almost scorch me.
She was ready.