Chapter 52: Lost Our Way
Magnus paused, his eyes flicking up to meet hers, a wicked grin tugging at the corner of his lips.
“Say it again, Little Wolf,” he murmured as his hands slid further down, making her squirm.
Meredith's chest tightened as her body ached for more. “I'm begging you, Magnus…”
Magnus gently lowered Meredith onto the bed, their bodies sinking into the soft sheets. The heat between them scorched as he hovered over her. His rough edges seemed to melt away as he gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering against her cheek.
“You're so beautiful, Little Wolf…” His voice was filled with awe, as if he were seeing her for the very first time. “And I'm going to spend my whole life thanking the Moon Goddess for bringing you into my world.”
Meredith's heart fluttered at his words. She smiled up at him, her fingers trailing lightly over his chest, where his heart was beating so steadily.
Magnus leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, then her nose, before his lips found hers. It was different this time. No urgency, no rush. Just the two of them, connected in a way that went beyond desire. His lips moved against hers with a softness that made her feel cherished, adored.
Meredith sighed softly into the kiss, her hands sliding up to rest on his broad shoulders, pulling him closer. She wanted to feel him, to be close to him, to savor every second of this intimate moment.
Magnus pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. “Are you okay?” he asked tenderly, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw.
She nodded, her heart swelling. “I'm more than okay,” she whispered, her hand coming up to cup his face. “I've never felt like this before…”
His expression softened even more. “Neither have I,” he admitted quietly, his forehead resting against hers. For a moment, they simply breathed together, their hearts beating in sync. The world outside disappeared, and all that existed was the warmth between them.
Magnus’s delicate movements made Meredith's heart ache in the best possible way, as if he were committing every curve, every line, to memory. Meredith's hands roamed his back, feeling the muscles flex beneath her touch. She could sense that he was trying not to rush. And she loved him for it.
“Magnus…” she whispered as she threaded her fingers through his hair, guiding him back to her lips. “It's time.”
He paused, lifting his head to look at her. “Don't worry, you have me,” he murmured, his lips brushing against hers in the softest of kisses. “All of who I am.”
As he moved over her, she felt a warmth, a peace, that she hadn't known was possible. He slid his fingers down her sides, his touch so light as if he were afraid she might vanish beneath him.
Magnus whispered against her lips, “I'm not going anywhere…”
Tears welled up in Meredith's eyes at the raw emotion in his voice. She knew he meant it. Not just at this moment, but always. She pulled him closer, her heart so full she thought it might burst.
“I know,” she whispered back.
Magnus’s kisses became softer, as if he too didn't want this moment to end. His hands cradled her face as he kissed her, and then, with a soft laugh, he lifted Meredith easily before flipping them both around.
Meredith gasped when she realized what Magnus wanted. She slid from beneath Magnus to straddle him. She gazed down at him, and she could feel his awaiting cock beneath her as she settled comfortably on top.
Magnus looked up at her, his eyes filled with want. His hands rested on her hips, but he made no move to control her. Instead, he allowed her to take the lead.
“Just take me as much as you can handle,” he whispered breathlessly.
Meredith's fingers trailed lightly over his chest, feeling the solid warmth of his muscles. She leaned forward, her lips brushing softly against his, assuring him.
He moaned, and she grinned at the effect she had on him.
“No,” she whispered against his lips. “I want to feel all of you, Magnus. I won't spare anything for tomorrow.”
Magnus’s breath came out in a ragged sigh, his hands gripping her hips a bit tighter.
“Go then,” he murmured. “Take my cock.”
Meredith smiled at his words before the lips of her flesh parted to welcome his throbbing tip. Slowly, she pressed herself lower, until she could not breathe anymore. Her heartbeat seemed to hammer in her chest just to sustain her life.
Once Magnus was all inside, she did not move right away. Instead, her shivering hands gripped the sides of his face. Magnus parted his lips, and soon, her tongue danced with his.
“See?” she said, tightening her hold around his rigid cock. “I'm okay. I'll always be, as long as you're here beside me.”
Magnus responded eagerly, his hands moving to her back, pulling her deeper.
“Thank you, Little Wolf…”
The walls seemed to close in around them, their world reduced to the feel of each other's lips, the heat of their bodies pressed together. Meredith savored the earthly sensation as she shifted her weight.
“Tell me what you want,” she whispered, her lips trailing along his jaw. “Tell me, Magnus…”
He ordered, “Fuck me, Little Wolf.”
Meredith's eyes darkened. She lifted her head to look at him as her hips began to move rhythmically against his, feeling all the overwhelming sensations that Magnus had given her.
She could feel his heart pounding beneath her, and it only heightened her desire to explore all the ways that Magnus could pleasure her.
“I love how you look at me,” she said softly, her hands moving to explore his chest. “It makes me want to take you higher.”
Magnus’s eyes gleamed. “Keep going,” he hissed. “Don't let me go.”
With a playful smile, Meredith sucked his cock down to its very base.
“I promise I won't let you escape…”
Magnus’s breath caught, his hands gripping her hips as he groaned softly, growing harder and longer inside her.
“Yes,” he replied. “All yours…”
Meredith shifted her position slightly, allowing her soaking flesh to align more closely with his. Magnus patiently entered inside and out. The sensation was so intense that Meredith's toes violently curled, and each thrust was met with a corresponding gasp or sigh from both of them.
Magnus’s hands remained firmly on her hips, guiding her movements as they found the perfect rhythm. His lips found hers again, and Meredith responded eagerly as the pleasure began to build. She could feel the strength of his thick length inside her.
“Magnus…” she called. “I'm coming…”
The sound of their breath and the soft rustle of the sheets echoed around as they continued to explore each other's bodies. Their rhythm quickened, each motion bringing them closer to the edge.
As the intensity reached its peak, Meredith's flesh tensed and tightly imprisoned Magnus’s cock inside, not letting him go. They cried out as they both neared the climax, filling Meredith to the brim.
She collapsed gently against Magnus. He then wrapped his arms around her, holding her so close. Magnus kissed the top of her head, his fingers gently stroking her back.
“I'm so glad we've lost our way just to find each other…”
Meredith sighed, nestling into him. She had never felt so safe, so loved, as she did in that moment.
“I love you,” she whispered, the words slipping out before she even realized she had said them.
Magnus’s arms tightened around her.
“I love you too, Little Wolf.”
At that moment, everything was perfect.