It's for the Moon Godnes to know

Chapter 5

Angels POV

I do not remember the wedding itself, but I do remember when Ryan bit me and gave me his mark. The pain was unbearable and I could feel how everything in me bowed my head in recognition that he was now my superior. After the Alpha had blessed our marking, we left the pack house and Ryan showed me to his cabin. It was right next to the pack house, this was one of the best cabins, and it was now my home. When we got inside the door, Ryan was standing at it, while I walked around examining the room. It was clean and tidy. There was not just a fireplace in the middle of the great room, but a real fireplace with a small kitchen area next to it. There was a long table with six chairs, I had never thought about how flimsy and shaky the furniture was in my childhood home, not until I saw these massive and heavy furniture. But otherwise there was not much to see. When I turned to Ryan, he walked up to me and offered me his hand. I took it and followed him in to what turned out to be the bedroom. There was a large bed, larger than any I had seen before and it looked just as heavy and stable as the chairs in the great room. He turned to face me and looked at me seriously. He took a tot of my hair between his fingers and sniffed at it. 

"I expect you to bathe every morning and wash yourself every night before going to bed!" I nodded and he continued. 

"When ever we have ben to bed during the day, I want you to wash yourself again!" I could feel myself blushing. During the day? I did not think one could do it by day! He did not care for it though, but turned away. 

"There's a closet in the corner where you can put your dress. Your mother has been with your clothes so you can see where your clothes should be. I'll be back in a little while!" Then he left the room and I was left alone. I took a deep breath and started to take my dress off, I carefully put it together and into the closet. The clean of my dresses lay as I said in the closet, as well as my hunting clothes. I had discovered that a dress was not practical for hunting, so my mother and I had sewn a pair of my father's old trousers to fit me, as well as one of his old shirts. My mother did not think I looked decent, but since I was not usually seen by anyone while I was hunting, she had been persuaded to let me dress in it.

I was standing by the foot of the bed in my underwear when Ryan came back. He looked at me, 

"You can take that off and crawl into bed!" I did as he said and lay down under the blanket. The day before, my mother had THE conversation with me. Do as he says, let him do what he wants and when he has emptied himself in you, you have done your duty! Yes, conversation was probably too much said, she did not let me ask questions and would not elaborate on what she had said. So now I was just lying and waiting for him to either ask me or do something. He lay down under the blankets with me, he lay on it an elbow and looked down at me. He leaned down and kissed my mouth, I just lay still and waited. Then he lay on top of me, spread my legs with his, and lay down against me down there. He started kissing me again and let one hand slide down over my body. When his hand reached my buttocks, it grabbed my one butt and squeezed it. He moaned and I could feel something moving around down there, it had to be his “part”! It grew and gradually pressed against my stomach. He lifted his head and looked at me. "This is going to hurt, I will not lie to you! It’ll hurt a lot and you will probably bleed!" I nodded and held my breath, then suddenly it went fast. He lifted his weight off of me and the next thing I notice is that he is penetrating me. He does it fast and it feels strange and uncomfortable until it feels like something burst inside me. It burns and I blink my eyes as I bite a scream inside me. I feel a tear push out and run down into my ear. Ryan is lying completely still on top of me and I can feel him looking at me. I look up at him and he looks me straight in the eyes. "Breathe!" he whispers hoarsely and I inhale a mouthful of air. Then he starts moving, he pulls out, then presses in again. He starts slowly but quickly the pace picks up and he knocks himself into me again and again. Suddenly he is lying still on top while I can feel his p***s .... pump? That must be what my mother meant by he wanting to empty himself in me ?! He pulls out and rolls down next to me, where he lies and gasps for breath. I think that now that I had done my duty, I would wash myself and put on clothes, I roll over on my side to crawl out of bed, but he stops me "Stay in bed!" And I do as he says. I experienced a pure paradox. While I was lying there, I think time would not pass, an eternity passed without anything happening. But then he rolled up behind me and took hold of me. Just then it was as if there he had just rolled down from me. I could immediately feel his p***s against my buttocks, it was already growing again and felt hard and big against me. He slid his tongue from my ear down my throat, both his hands found around me and grabbed my breasts and... alternated between squeezing and releasing them... He slid his p***s in between my thighs and inside me again. Slowly he slid in and out of me, moving a little around until he found a position where he could take me effortlessly. I felt like it took an eternity before he once again emptied himself into me. This time, though, he stayed inside me and continued playing with my breasts, I suddenly heard my wolf moan,

"What's going on?" I asked. She sighed deeply

"Can't you feel it?" I was just about to ask what she meant when Ryan's p***s started growing inside me. It no longer felt foreign or harsh, or yes but not as an invasion, rather as a pleasant filling of myself. He grabbed my n****e warts and started squeezing them gently and tugging a little at them. I was surprised when I heard myself moan ... What happened? He started moving behind me again, but this time I followed him backwards, as if I would not let go of his p***s. When he pushed himself in again I pressed against him and I could hear myself sighing and moaning. I experienced it as a delight that was not only where he penetrated me but all over my body and I wanted more, but how? I started writhing, why did I not understand, I wanted more, then why did my body try to get away? 

"Shh!" Ryan whispered "just about there a little angel!" Just about where? what? His one hand left my chest and slid down over my stomach and lay right over, that down there! He pressed his hand against "it" and began to run the hand back and forth. Oh it got so hot, it felt like fire, a fire that would devour me. I moaned loudly, my hands gripped in the air, I grabbed something and squeezed with all my might. He grunted 

"I’ll get there, don’t worry!" Then he sank his teeth in my mark. I screamed in surprise but then moaned in delight as it was pure pleasure flowing from his bite. Slowly, waves of joy began to run through my body. I could feel my muscles contract around his p***s. This time it did not feel like he was emptying into me, more like I was milking his p***s. I milked him empty, both for his fluid and his energy. He let go of his bite on my neck but kept holding on to me. He pulled me close to him and relaxed. Had my mother mentioned this the day before, I would have rejected it, I lay naked in his arms, with his p***s up in me, and found it neither unpleasant nor invasive. In fact, I relaxed so much that I fell asleep. 

I do not know how long we slept, but when I woke up again it was almost dark in the bedroom. Ryan had started moving behind me and I could feel his p***s growing inside me again. When he was hard and big he rolled us over, so I was lying on my stomach with him on top of me. With his legs between mine and one hand on my hip, he pulled me up on all fours. He grabbed both of my hips and started moving behind me. It was not long before I could feel my wolf trying to take over, she threw our head back out and let out loud grunts, in my head it sounded like she was howling against the moon. She curved our back so our buttocks strutted up against him. Ryan leaned forward, grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my knees. His one hand gripped one breast and the other lay around my waist. He took me hard but slowly and I felt again the joy that rolled through my body and soon I was screaming. I milked him again, my body seemed to want everything he had in him. When we were breathing fairly calmly again, he pulled out and turned me around. He sat down in front of me and looked up and down my body. Then he smiled a satisfied smile. He pointed to a door in one corner of the bedroom. 

"There's a washroom over there, clean yourself and put your dress back on!" He threw himself down to lie along the foot end of the bed. "Our parents are awaiting us for dinner!"