When the tremors on my body die down, Theo makes me lie on my side, with him behind me. With his arms still around my waist, he raises my left leg to open me up and enters from behind.
"Not like this, Theo. It's embarrassing," I say. Looking at the way we are joined.
"We've done it a lot. This is just another way of doing it, Kaiya. There's no need to be embarrassed now. Just feel it," he coaxes as he continuously penetrates me.
Then he touches my crotch again as he thrusts, massaging it the same way he did it earlier. I close my eyes as his touches are making me shiver in desire again. Before long, I find myself meeting his thrusts and wanting more of him.
"Uhh… Theo…"
I touch his hand that's touching my crotch. Everything about him is hard, his body, his member, even the way he hugs me while we copulate. Then, my fingers touch his member while he's thrusting inside me. I wrap my fingers around it every time he pulls back. It's sticky and huge and throbbing.
It only lasts for a few seconds, and then suddenly, he is releasing again. He breathes hard on the back of my neck. His body is clenching and I am worried if I did it wrong.
"Don't do that again, Kaiya," he says.
"The way I touch you, is it painful?"
"It's not that." He turns me towards him and lightly touches my ear. "Even without you doing anything for me, you are already making me crazy. More and I might just die on your embrace."
"Is it that bad?"
He laughs. There is a different quality on it. He's still breathless after all. Then he touches his forehead on mine and closes his eyes. I close mine too as he gently touches my cheeks. He just proved me wrong. Seems like he's not all that hard. He can do sweet things like this too.
Despite that, I can't understand how, in just over a month, I would fall for another person like this. I am getting obsessed with his touch and kisses and as he said before, I want to do this with him every day, every night. It is such a happy, blissful feeling.
I wrap my arms around his body. Breathing in his scent of lavender. My breaths become even as he continues to caress my face.

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I see Theo on the dais. He is with a lot of women. His hands are on their waist and chest, while the girls are running their fingers along his perfect body. I am on the side of the door, about to leave. I am waiting for him to look at me. To tell me that he needs me, that he wants only me, that he can't live without me.
But he didn't do anything like that. Rather, he is chuckling with the other women. Then one woman becomes so bold that he kisses him in the mouth. He responds to her and even uses his tongue. My shoulders drop at the scene, my heart pricks. I can't breathe, but this time, it is of the pain of losing him.
I close my fist and leave the room, but the instant it closes behind me, I break down. My tears fall and I cover my face. I fall to the floor. My tears are not subsiding. In my grief, I start to tremble.
"Being all depressed like this, you should be with me on the onset, little werewolf."
I look up to see Klevon. He is kneeling before me. "Come with me and I will make you happy. You don't have to share me with other women either."
Someone hits the back of his head. "What? Live in hiding in the forest with you?!" It is Brandon.
Brandon kneels before me and gently wipes the tears on my face. "I have a nice house. Not as expansive as this, but you can live comfortably there with me and my sister."
I don't want them. I only want Theo. There's no one like him.
"Kaiya? Kaiya? Wake up!"
I open my eyes to see Theo's worried face peering at me. Tears are still flowing on my cheeks.
"What's wrong? You're having a nightmare? Time in the hunting park?"
I sit up while covering myself. I might have fallen asleep after that. It's still dark outside. How long did I sleep?
"What's worrying you?" he asks. He reaches for my hand and squeezes it. "Tell me, please."
I look at Theo. My King, and for that reason alone, I am worried. "Nothing, I just dreamed of you being with another woman. It's crazy, I know."
"I told you, you don't have to be jealous. You're the only one for me."
My heart warms, and yet, nagging questions remain. How long will this last? In the back of my mind, I know that he will have other women aside from me. Once he gets bored with me, he will allow me to leave even if I don't want to.
He kisses the back of my hand and gazes at me. How long will you look at me as if I am the only woman in the world? How long before that look of admiration vanishes and is replaced by boredom?
Suddenly, the thought is too much that I ram myself to him. I grab his head and kiss him. I push him to the bed and pins him. I kiss and suck his lips. For now, he is mine. I should enjoy this as much as I can.
I temporarily part our lips. "Touch me more. Kiss me more," I whisper.
Theo widens his eyes, and then a bright smile appears on his lips. I feel a prick on my heart again. I swallow the fear of when this smile will no longer be directed at me.
"Is that what you want?" he asks.
I nod. "I want more of you," I whisper.
"And you shall have me," he says. "Always."
He turns me over so that I am lying on the bed while he is kneeling in front of me. He wedges himself between my legs and spread me even wider. Being so exposed like this to him, my desire for him wells up from the pit of my stomach again. He stares at my crotch, his fingers deftly touching my folds. He inserts his fingers and I tremble, but he keeps my legs apart. He starts to move inside, further opening me up for him.
I moan, biting my lips in the process. As he penetrates me with his fingers, my back arches in pure pleasure. I want to close my legs, to trap him between him, but as if teasing me, he is only spreading my legs further. Instead, I clench around his fingers as he thrusts and massages my insides, making me moan louder and louder.
He touches my lower stomach to keep me in place and with a sense of ecstasy, I release around his fingers again. I call for his name, over and over, I want to hug him, to keep him closer to my chest. But instead, he stays watching me as I convulse on my orgasm.
"Do you still want me?" he asks.
"You know that I will always want you," I say, breathless.
He takes hold of my wrists, and then this time, penetrates with his crotch. Connected and deep inside me again, I scream. He frowns at the sound but when I release around him the second time, a satisfied smirk appears on his face.
"You are feeling so good with me, huh?"
I am throbbing below and clenching around him. This is pure ecstasy. Nothing best describes this. Suddenly, he starts to move, pounding my nether regions without a moment of respite. My breasts jiggle every time he impales me. I feel lewd. I look lewd. And I have long abandoned my body for this pure pleasure he's offering me.
Then he raises my legs and presses his hard body on mine, while he continues thrusting. In and out, I moan and whimper, my voice no longer suppressed by this avalanche of passion.
"Like you, I am feeling so good too, Kaiya."
"Ahh…"
"I want you to feel as much as this too. I want to make you crazy in desire for me too."
"Theo… ah!"
I wrap my arms around his neck. He kisses my mouth, his tongue is in a state of passion. Then he sucks my mouth and licks my face as if he is the werewolf instead.
"I want pleasure to flow into your body, every time, so you will never forget me," he says, breathless.
"How about you?" I ask. "Do you like being inside me too?"
"For me, nothing beats this, Kaiya. Because I love you. I have always loved you."
And then, his body convulsed. He's coming, and I let go as well, releasing at the same time as him. We hug each other tightly as if matching the intensity of pleasure on our conjoined bodies. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist, fitting my body snugly into his. Then his tongue enters my mouth and I answer each of his needs, his exploring touch, his searching hands, and the unmistakable throbbing of his manhood as he spills his seed into me.
I accept him. I accept all of him. Even this gnawing worry that something is amiss.