MARAH POV
Leaving Evie was difficult for both Lucas and Larissa. I can tell that Lucas was taking it much harder than his sister.
We head back to the cabin to get packed up for our departure tomorrow morning. I’m sitting in the passenger side with my hand on Lucas shoulder rubbing small circles. I can tell that he is in deep thought. I lean over and just rest my head. We stay this way until we hit the bumpy road to the cabin.
We pull up and just sit there in the car. He starts talking very low, “I still can’t believe they’re not together. Growing up they fought all the time but somehow would always end up back. Dad would live about half the time here so he would have space to get away. Then, one weekend, he just disappeared for a month before mom received the divorce documents in the mail. She was devastated and started drinking heavily. I remember having to get Larissa up for school and cook us breakfast. I know she never intended for us to be taken from her but there’s still part of me that blames her. I’m trying to forgive.”
I don’t say anything back to him. I can tell he is hurting and the only thing I can do is listen and be there for him. He continues, “Before I met you, I was certain that relationships were fairytales and never meant to last. I’m not saying that we’ll last forever but this just feels so right. I don’t know if mom and dad ever felt this way or not.”
I lean over and grab his chin, so he looks at me. “Lucas, I’m sure they were madly in love. They created two wonderful children together. They both love you. None of this is your fault and I’m not sure if it’s either of theirs solely. I hope that someday, the hurt eases.”
Lucas leans into me and slowly brushes my lips with his. He deepens the kiss and wraps me in his arms. “Let’s head inside.” He motions.
We enter the cabin, and he gets us both bottled water and meets me in the bedroom. I’m packing a few items but leaving out my outfit for tomorrow. He sits on the bed and I join him bringing my legs up and crossing them on the bed. He leans in again and kisses me with the same passion as before, “I don’t want this weekend to end. I like us being together like this.”
I smirk saying, “Shut up and kiss me like you want to.” With that, my back is laid on the blanket. Lucas slowly runs his fingers through my hair, down my shoulders and to the hem of my shirt. He raises the shirt and I arch my back so he can bring it higher. He slips it over my head and start to work on my bra. It’s such an easy task for him now. Once he releases the twins, he nibbles on one and caresses the other making sure that his thumb is giving plenty of attention to the n****e not being sucked.
He then cups my breast being sucked with his other hand so that his mouth can explore my stomach. He gets to the sweatpants I was wearing and easily slipped them down to remove. I wasn’t wearing any panties because they were affected by the mud bath we had earlier. His fingers ran over my folds and entered me while he lowered his body so that his tongue was resting on my c**t. He was sucking so gentle and then would nibble to send waves of excitement throughout my body. Fingers moving and his tongue moving in rhythm caused me to quickly start jerking. Moaning I begged Lucas for more. I wanted to feel every part of him. Soon, I was grabbing his hair and pushing him into my core. I arched my back and soon felt the pleasurable wave pass through me.
Lucas crawled up on top of me and place his fingers in my mouth wanting me to lick them clean. Soon his tongue caught mine and we tangled our tongues into one. His erection was evident in his pants as he pulled them down. Soon, he slid his c**k into my wet and welcoming p***y. Although we have experienced one another multiple times, I still take a moment to adjust to his size. He moves with purpose making sure that all of him is filling me up. As the thrusts become harder, He lifts my legs over his shoulder and pounds me. He’s moaning and mouthing how amazing I feel. I’m so caught up in the feeling. I’m not screaming but I can’t form thoughts to describe what an amazing moment I’m experiencing.
Soon he flips me over so that I’m on all fours. He enters me from behind with the same force. At this angle, his c**k feels slightly different and is hitting at a different angle. After a few thrusts, he spreads my ass cheeks, licks his thumb and place on my asshole. He starts rubbing there while moving in and out of me.
I’m over the edge moaning. We are both soaked with sweat and the momentum of our bodies have brought us to this moment when we both feel the tightening in our stomachs and the clenching. My p***y clamps down and he draws in a breath and finally releases in a grunting sound.
We lay in this position for many minutes. He’s still inside of me and kissing my back and roaming his hands over my body. We finally remove ourselves from the embrace and quickly clean up. I grab my bottle of water to quench the thirst from our latest session. I wink at him, “You have a long drive tomorrow. Maybe we should get ‘some’ sleep.” He laughs and pulls me into a hug.
I cuddle up beside of him and enjoy the sounds of both our bodies relaxing and finally drift into the wonderful land of sleep. This weekend has been epic. I want to remember our time together forever. I’m not certain what the future holds but right here and right now will be my happy place to go and find my peace.
LUCAS POV
It can’t be Sunday already. I’m awake and the sun is slowly rising. Marah is beside me. We are laying here naked and tangled up. We’re just two teenagers acting like adults. Well, come to think of it I am now only 1 year away from being an adult. Yesterday I turned 17. Most times I feel like I was a little kid 6 or 7 years old, went to sleep and woke up in a nightmare. However, this beautiful woman laying beside me reminds me that this is no nightmare.
I wrap her tighter as I remember all that has happened this weekend. At the cookout, everyone sang Happy Birthday, and a few gifts were exchanged. My mom gave me a gift card, Larissa bought me new headphones and Marah made me a bracelet. It is so unique. It’s similar to a friendship bracelet but it has lots of strands. She described what each strand stood for: strength, courage, devotion, and spirit. She told me a story about how these are characteristics of a wolf. Her words described each, “The wolf has great strength that gives it advantage over its prey. This strength allows the wolf to strategize instead of working aimlessly. Its courage sets it apart from other species because the size of the opponent isn’t always the obstacle and deterrent. Its devotion is to its pack. The livelihood of the family and members are what drives the wolf. And finally its spirit. See the wolf believes that all beings belong to the universe. Therefore, its spirit is alive and well and strives to be complete.”
“You know a lot about wolves. Is that your favorite animal?” I ask. She shakes her head yes, “I did a school project a few years ago but yes, wolves are my favorite. They are mystical creature who love wholeheartedly, fight without mercy, think of others before themselves and sacrifice for the good of the whole.” I notice at the last part she seemed a little sad. I never really thought much about wolves except that they are bad ass.
“I’ll wear this with pride. Thank you, Marah, the meaning behind it makes it that much more special.” It’s true! I like it and I plan to wear it always.