Forsaking His Luna

First time

Arthur

Our attention was now on the skies. We talked about constellations, aliens and the guardians of the galaxy. Like me, she was such a geek, if not worse.

“So you think they are going to make a movie?” I asked.

“Of course, they will. It makes sense, and I can’t wait to see if they do justice to all the comic books.”

“So, who’s your favourite character?”

“I would say Rocket is my favourite.”

“The racoon?”

“Yeah, he was a victim of experiments, and now he is this bad-ass funny character who’s only loyal to Groot. Got to love him... What about you?”

“I would say Gamora, you know having to rebel against your evil father can’t be easy, plus she’s a deadly assassin.”

“You would say that. She’s also hot”. I turned her beautiful face towards me.

“Not as hot as you...Miriam, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met, inside and out. I am lucky to have you in my life; I love you”.

I said it without thinking about it. There was no turning back now. I could only hope she felt the same.

It took her by surprise, her eyes widened when I said it, and it made me feel even more nervous. Then her expression turned soft, and her smile never faltered. She caressed my face with her hand, looking me in the eyes, she kissed me, and I was more than happy to return that kiss. Our tongues intertwine and stroked each other as if we needed one other to breathe. I caressed her face and cupped the back of her head, deepening our kiss to the point where she climbed onto my lap. I laid it down on the sand.

When we broke the kiss, we pressed our foreheads together, and she looked me in the eyes. “I love you too, Arthur Greenwood”. I couldn’t hide my happiness at hearing those words. I kissed her again, never getting enough of her, always willing to give more than I take, her body responding to it with a shiver. She broke the kiss to whisper on my lips.

“You make me lose my mind.”

“I’m crazy about you... I want you, Miriam, so so much...”, I regretted saying those words as soon as they left my mouth, I didn’t want her to feel any pressure.

“You do?” she sounded surprised. Couldn’t she see what I saw?

“I do, but there’s no rush at all, sorry I was so forward, I’m sorry. I love you, I just want you to be happy. The fact that you are here with me is more than enough.”

The redness of her cheeks could be seen from a mile away easily, and it did things to my body that could ruin the moment, so I slowly slid her to my side, trying for her not to notice.

She turned to me with a determined and serious expression, and I could see in her eyes she wanted this as much as me.

“Arthur, I want to be with you in that way, you too. I’ve never been with anyone before. I don’t know what to do or what to expect, but I trust you with all of me; my heart, my soul, my body... I want to be yours.”

Now was my time to feel flustered. I didn’t expect that. Clearing my throat, I tried to defuse the tension, but it only grew when she kissed me passionately. When we broke the kiss, my trousers felt uncomfortably tight.

“You don’t know how happy I am to hear you say that. I want nothing more than for you to trust me. But there’s no need to rush things, my love.” I had felt her strongest emotion so far since I met her. I could hear her heart beating faster too.

“No one has ever treated me like you do.” At her words, my possessive mate's side took over me.

“No one deserves you Miriam, not even me...this is nothing compared to what you really deserve, I can only hope to one day become worthy of you... ”

She was lost in a daze, I could feel it, and so was I. Trying to defuse the palpable tension whenever she felt the attention was on her.

“Don’t be silly Art, I-”

“You...you are my other half, the one that I needed and never saw coming, so early in my life yet not soon enough... you complete me.” we both leaned in for a kiss this one tender and slow, just enjoying the feeling of each other. I could hear her soul almost singing; I must be hearing things.

When she slowly pulled away, her lips looked red and swollen from so much kissing, her eyes were reflecting the moonlight, and her hair cascaded down her shoulder, she was a vision to behold.

She smiled embarrassed, her eyes meeting mine, our foreheads touching.

“You complete me too Arthur”, I pulled her against my chest and wrapped us in the blanket while we watched the stars falling somewhere over the dark sky horizon.

Ten minutes of silence was all it took for her to fall asleep in my arms. I felt I could take down the world with her, I felt happy and lucky to have found her so early in my life. Some mates take decades to find each other, yet here was mine...

I slowly got up on my elbow, carefully not to wake her, picking her up bridal style. I pulled her against my chest, and she immediately snuggled into me, melting my heart and giving me a hard-on.

I carried her to my tent, which was already open. I walked in and laid her down on the mattress. Her breasts were pressed against each other, her skirt was pulled up slightly, and all I had to do was cover her with a sheet, except I couldn’t, I just wanted to look at her, like a creep, I never thought I would feel like so much like Cody, but with her everything is different, even I become someone else, hopefully, a better version. With that in mind, with a swift movement, I covered her body with the sheet.

I turned around to go outside and make sure the fire was dying. With the wind picking up in this hot weather, it could be dangerous.

I hear rustling inside the tent, thinking she must be getting comfortable...

Once I ensure all is safe outside, I kick off my shoes and enter the tent, zipping it close.

What I see shocks me, leaving me completely speechless.

She is up and wearing nothing but a clear white sheet around her. Her clothes were scattered all over the floor.

“Arthur...” she breathlessly whispers my name. I lose all sense of control, storming towards her and flushing her body against mine. I kiss her without restraint, her hands gently massaging my hair as we forget the world around us.

“Miriam... my Miriam,” I say between kisses. She’s just as breathless as me.

“I want to be yours, Arthur, make me yours, make love to me...” she says as she drops the sheet to her feet.

Unable to hold myself any longer, I lay her down on the mattress, looking at just how beautiful she is. I swallowed dry. Seeing my gaze on her makes her blush uncontrollably, ashamed. She’s feeling shame.

“Miriam, you don’t need to feel ashamed of your body. You are absolutely perfect. Perfect and mine...” she shivers as I almost growled the last word. She runs a hand up from my waist to my chest under my shirt, looking at me with desire.

“Can I?”

“You can do whatever you want, Miriam; I’m yours.”

“Can you take off your clothes too?”

Without any further comments, I take off my shirt, then my jeans, until all that's left is my boxers, where my c**k is about to burst any minute.

She sits up, never missing my eyes, and slowly pulls my boxers down, not bothering to look at it, never missing eye contact with me, incapable of continuing with this tease any longer, I kiss her with passion until I’m on top of her on the mattress.

I’m lost in the feeling of her skin in contact with mine, my hand caressing her face slowly travelling to her breasts, my c**k twitching with the feeling of her hard n****e against my palm, she moans into my mouth, and I knead her breast.

I release her mouth and start trailing kisses down her neck until I reach the hard peaks of her breast, her skin so soft, and her moans are music to my ears. The sweet aroma of her arousal makes it impossibly harder than ever and I travel down her body, kissing her, caressing her body.

Between moans, I feel her desire growing and at the same time, she stops me holding my hand as I am almost reaching her p***y.

“Arthur, I.. I.. I have never done this before...”

“Me neither...”

“You mean you’re...”

“A virgin, yes, I am...”

“But you must have done other things, right?” she asks, sounding worried and anxious.

“No, I've never been with anyone else, not like I’m with you right now. Why are you so worried that I am a virgin? Do you want me to stop?”

“No! Never, I... well I don’t know what to expect, and you seem experienced.”

I went back and kissed her senselessly, making her moan in my mouth. I broke the kiss and looked her in the eyes.

“I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know what to expect either. I’m following my instinct, and it tells me that I want you to feel good, your body is showing me the way...with every shiver, every moan of yours guides me. I love you, Miriam, my love...”

After my words, she kisses me with passion, throwing me down my walls of restraint and down the cliff. When I start to trail down her body again, she just moans louder than before, showing me the way to her wet, tight pink p***y. I look at her core. She’s soaking wet, licking my lips while keeping eye contact with her. I start kissing the inside of her tights until I reach her centre. I lick her core as she moans and gets even wetter than before.

I start kissing and sucking her, tasting her. It is sweet nectar, her scent is strong, and it drives me crazy. I start nibbling and licking and sucking until she spasms in an o****m so intense that I can’t hold myself any longer. I slowly insert a finger inside her. She’s so tight around my finger that it almost hurts; she moans my name.

“Arthur, Arthur, I want you now.. please, I want you to know...”

Those words drive me crazy, and I pull myself up, tasting her sweet nectar on my lips. I kiss her lips, digging my tongue into her mouth while she moans at me. I align with her entrance, and slowly she breaks the kiss, looking me in the eyes, “I’m yours, only yours...”

I growled, “You’re MINE! Do you want me to take it slow?” as I slid slowly inside her to give her time to adjust, her eyes filled with tears, and for a moment, I was so worried I was about to pull back, but she held me in place. “No! I’m fine. It’s just hurting. Please take this pain away quick...” I nodded, kissing her again as I slammed into her in one swift movement, the feeling of being inside driving me crazy. I swallowed her cry with a kiss and broke and moved, “My love, look at me” as she started,, I started moving faster, picking a pace, until her expression moved from pain to pure bliss.

“ Arthur... Arthu...Art..” She moans my name over and over until I feel her second o****m coming. I can’t hold myself inside her any longer, loving the feeling of her warm wet body, her breasts bouncing with the force of my every thrush, her cheeks impossibly blushing.

“Miriam...” I screamed her name as I, too, went over the edge.

I almost collapsed on top of her. I kissed her with so much love and belonging. I know now that I will never be able to leave her. I slowly pull from her, and she shivers. I pulled a blanket to cover her, putting my arm under her head.

We look at each other without words.

I kiss the top of her head, and as I pull from the kiss, her eyes are already closed.