“Maybe it was me that threw things off today,” Sierra said forlornly. “I am a catalyst and I have never tried to boost anyone as powerful as Blake.”
I shook my head. “You can’t carry any of the blame.” I insisted to Sierra. “That guy is going to be able to walk again because of us. Without the painful setting or reconstructive surgery. I don’t even think he could have waited for help to arrive. We needed you.”
Sierra nodded but she didn’t seem convinced.
“I agree,” Noah said. “Blake shouldn’t join powers with anyone until we figure all this out.”
I couldn’t stay awake much longer, so I asked Remy to get our bed ready. I still had every intention of sleeping with him. I didn’t know if I had the energy to do anything else but sleep, but I needed to be near him. He immediately agreed and got my sleeping bag and connected his with mine. With his size there was no way we could sleep in just one of them.
I got up and said goodbye to Terrance, Micah, Jemmy, Sierra, and Gavin. Then I kissed each one of my guys goodnight before following Remy into our sleeping bag. He told everyone goodnight and joined me.
Terrance, Micah, Jemmy, Gavin, and Sierra left shortly thereafter. Noah decided to go to bed, as well to recharge. The rest of the guys decided to pull out a pack of cards, too wired to sleep yet.
I woke up as the sun began to rise to find everyone sleeping around me…again. Remy’s body was wrapped around my own. I softly stroked his arm as I thought about the events of the day. I needed a physical connection now. I needed to feel alive. I shimmied out of my underwear and lifted my shirt up over my head.
I turned in his arms and took his manhood into my hands. I stroked it, before I crawled under the blankets to take him in my mouth. I was glad he had slipped in his bed in just his boxers, so I was able to easily free him from his confines.
I knew the moment he awoke when I heard him hiss. He then breathed my name on a quiet sigh. He grabbed my head and guided me down further on him. I knew I couldn’t take him all, but I was going to try. I reached down and started to fondle his jewels. Then I took my thumb and began to rub the sensitive spot below them. He tensed up in surprise. I heard him stifle another moan.
I lovingly licked and sucked on him, enjoying the fact I knew he was practicing restraint. He wanted to be vocal, but
he didn’t want to wake the others.
I knew he had enough when he rolled me under him and proceeded to go under the blankets. He pushed my legs open and began to feast on me like he was a starving man. He licked and sucked on me. His pushed his fingers in me, and I had to clench his hair pulling it. I knew I was more than ready for him and couldn’t wait to feel him in me.
Remy, I begged him silently. I want to feel you. All of you. Please give it to me.
He barely suppressed a growl as he crawled up kissing my stomach and took one of my nipples into his mouth as he pushed into me.
Best way to wake up, he growled.
What can I say. We made a bet and you won. I teased.
Is this what this was? No other reason why? He stopped and looked down at me.
I realized he was going to remain still unless I begged him for more. I lifted my hips up and wrapped my legs around his waist, squeezing them together. He raised an eyebrow at me.
Remy, I whined. You know I want you. I need you now.
He smiled in satisfaction as he pushed back into me. Then he pulled out until he was nearly completely out. I clasped him again and squeezed my core clenching around his manhood. The girls had gone into graphic details on how to do exercises down there. I listened into their conversation, took notes, and I had been practicing. I just hadn’t tried it yet.
He cursed his eyes widening as I giggled and clasped my hand over his mouth. “Shh,” I whispered as I clenched him again.
Keep that up, and I’ll be spilling my seed into you before you get yours. He hissed. Who taught you that? Never mind, I don’t want to know.
The girls told me I need to get some Cosmo magazines which, apparently, are a font of knowledge. I giggled. I didn’t know if it would work.
It works. He smirked as he began pushing into me in earnest. He reached down and began to rub my love button.
He barely touched me before I bucked against him and shattered into a million pieces. I scratched his back. Not realizing I was digging my nails into him, leaving marks, as I tried to suppress my cries.
He captured my lips with his own and groaned his own release. I felt him fill me up and felt some of his warmth spill out onto my thighs.
You marked me. He panted.
I looked over his shoulders and gasped. I am so sorry. I didn’t realize.
He chuckled. Don’t be. It’s a turn on. I’m yours.