161. The Need
Cora
I stood there building a cute house. I had so much information pumping through my head as I built the home. I had pulled stone from the earth shaped them used everything the earth had to build these shells of houses. The witches I invited would be here tomorrow and I was glad I would be happy with the help inside the homes. They wouldn’t be able to build things like I could since I could move earth as easy as eating a sandwich, but they could help with interiors. Jax was supposed to meet Tanner next week.
We needed homes built for whomever came to join this pack. Once there were people here, we could file for a township that we still didn’t have a name for. The house was turning out well in my opinion. I even moved some of the wood I treated to have some paneling. All that research had come in handy. Max had spent the longest strech he had as a wolf yesterday. Jax was teaching him tracking and that meant hours in the woods. I had given him a short lesson on growing something. He didn’t have much success. I think he was right.
Max had told me he didn’t know if he would ever be able to channel and it turned out he was right, despite my hopes. I also noticed the last week he had been having a hard time with magic. It was like he was getting weaker with it, not better. He had showed promise in the beginning, but it was wanning. I wondered what that was about. I had a personal theory, that Max was giving more into being a wolf than a witch. It was like that was what was dominating his magic. I knew werewolves were magical beings, but they couldn’t use magic other than to shift and have heighten senses.
I myself was part werewolf and I had none of their superior strength or senses. Nor could I shift I only had magic, I thought it was that my genes from the goddess where just more dominate but it was not the case with Max. I thought maybe it was because Jax was his father and an alpha. My father wasn’t a great warrior but not of an alpha line. Or was it because Max was choosing his werewolf of him being a witch. I didn’t know and it was all just a theory, just like everything else when it came to him. What would it mean if he ceased being able to do magic?
Would others who wanted to join what we started fall away. Max was proof that we could have a union between the two species, and it could flourish. I guessed it wasn’t just Max that was proof but Jax and I. The fact we were mates, and bonded. I hoped that was the case, that our bond and love could be the evidence others needed to make this work. Because if Max continued this way, he would cease to do magic in a matter of months. I looked at the house it was beautiful. I had the tiles for the roof and began to put them on and secure them.
Jax had gone all out for materials. I hated that I had to lift the shield so much during the month but there was no way around it. We needed the materials. But the shield was securely back in place. I was thankful Jax had so many connections are permits went straight through and made it easy to get approved. I built and built. The sun was high in the sky, and I felt the chill in the air. It wouldn’t be long until the weather changed. For last five years I had loved winter. It made me feel safe, though I knew many people thought it was claustrophobic. Seeing as sometimes they would be snowed in. I had loved that feeling.
I wondered if this year I would feel what others did, or if I would like it as much as I had in the past. I hoped I still liked it. I at least knew I would think it was beautiful. I had always loved snow thinking it matched my white hair. It was something I could blend into if I was naked. Which had amused me when I was a kid. With my pale skin and white hair, I would have been invisible, of course I never tried it. Nor did I ever want to be naked in public, I was no exhibitionist. Though I was sure Jax would like it. He never cared if we had people around, he would kiss me, grab me, smack my ass. He never cared; people usually cleared out when he became frenzied. I liked that he never cared what people thought. That his need for me was greater than his desire to make others comfortable.
My legs squeezed together thinking about him, and how if I called for him right now and to come fuck me in the dirt he would come and do it. Maybe I should? No, focus Cora, I told myself. I needed to make sure I had enough houses done. I had only constructed 15 and it was mid-day I wanted to do 40 before the night came. I had 35 left. But when I got to 20, Jax came up behind me wrapping his massive, tattooed arms around me. I smelt that strong intoxicating musk that was overwhelmingly seductive. My ass was not listening to my brain as it pushed back onto his crotch as he held me.
“Someone missing me I see.” Gods, fuck me. I wanted him so bad, why was I so frenzied for him. I tried to focus on something else. “Max sleeping?” I asked. I knew he still was, he would be until tomorrow afternoon or later considering his activities yesterday. “You know he is.” He buried his face into the side of my neck sniffing me. “Why do you smell so dam good?” He asked. Okay so he was feeling this same attraction. The need to be all over one another. I rolled my hips against his jeans making my ass dig into his crotch more. Just him holding me and smelling him was driving me.
“Cora you are so freaking hot.” He said with his deep voice into my ear before he nipped my earlobe. It wasn’t enough I was, so dam turned on. I turned around to face him. I didn’t wait I second, I stepped up on my tippy toes wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down to my height and kissing him. My mind had only one thing it focused on and that was Jax. I used magic to remove both of our clothes, and we were naked, between my legs was soaking wet. I could feel it on my thighs. His hands grabbed various parts of my body. "Fuck” he said I couldn’t wait my body was demanding him.
It didn’t matter we were out in the open, not that it would matter no one was around. I was being aggressive with my arms holding his neck down so he could kiss me. Throw me down and fuck me my mind was demanding of Jax. I pushed into Jax body with everything I had. He didn’t budge. I wanted him laying down, I wanted to ride his cock for eternity. I wanted him inside me for days. The need was so strong. Jax grabbed me hard, but my body screamed for him to grab me harder. His hands moved to my shoulders, and he pushed down my body complied getting on the dirt road I had cleared.
My legs and body snapped as soon as they hit the dirt, and I got on all fours and like the animal he was his body formed over my back and his cock forced into me. I was instantly orgasming he only pumped two times, and I was coming for him. He had to be feeling the same thing because I felt him coming inside of me. His cock didn’t go down like it did when he came normally instead his pace intensified to a fast pace. I felt possessed orgasming over and over. The ground below me was now wet from how much he kept coming, but the need was still there.
I ripped myself from him and turned using my hands to shove him onto the ground where I mounted him and rode him. My orgasms getting more intense for the hours we kept at it. He didn’t once stop other than to take turns topping one another. The hours passed and passed we didn’t stop when it got colder as it turned to night, as the sun was cresting the urge seemed to be fading. Whatever that was had stopped and we laid their both exhausted and out of breath.