Soap With Mo owo
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"You really are thinking ahead. We still need to wait for you to change, love. But that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Rhonen gave her hand a gentle squeeze, letting Aniel make the cleaner for them. Seeing as he watched Rayne all the time, he was likely to know the recipe.
Jule growled, feeling the skin in his palms break from his nails digging into them. She needed to shut her mouth, more than anything, and he knew how to do it. He knew how to dominate his soulmate. It would be an angry mess, and his feelings would still go ignored, but it didn't matter. With fresh blood coming from already healing wounds, Jule walked over and scooped her up none too gently then headed for the exit. -
"It's not that far away," She whined, frowning, but nodded. "I know. I wish we didn't have to wait so long.. I just want to have a bigger family with you," Nevaeh sighed, and then added a quick, "With you both." She watched Aniel carefully, wondering silently if the boy would prefer sisters or brothers.
"Hey! Ow! My leeeeg," She whined, squirming in his arms. She didn't like the look on Jule's face. It was too hard, too angry, and it scared her. "..Hey, you should probably cool off or something," She suggested, lowering her voice to avoid provoking him. -
"Well for now we worry about you getting settled in to werewolf life, and hopefully get you to change during this coming full moon. If not, we'll be stuck waiting for the next one. Oh, and just to clear up a myth for you, werewolves can change at any time except the night of the new moon. We're just strongest during the full moon." Rhonen gave her a loving kiss then went to get some of the mouthwash to cleanse his teeth. Aniel, already moving the liquid around in his mouth, beckoned his new mother over, so she could clean up.
"Just stop talking before you make me even more mad. And stop you're squirming." He narrowed his eyes at her as he steadily made his way to his own home. As much as he questioned his instincts, he wanted nothing more than to be close to his destined mate, even if it meant being aggressive with her. -
"I knew that, love. I studied you for some time," She huffed, and went over to clean her teeth. The mixture did taste weird, but it wasn't too bad, and at least her teeth would be clear. She swished it around for a little bit, and then spit it out, grabbing Rhonen's shirt that she had discarded after swimming to wipe her mouth off on. Nevaeh wished silently for her hairbrush a night gown, but knew that she could get them from the cabin when she went out the next day.
"...Yessir," Lynna mumbled, under her breath. He clearly wasn't playing around, and she had seen the look in his eyes too many times, and knew good and well what he wanted. She swallowed hard, but kept her mouth shut. -
After boys had spit, Rhonen lead the way to bed, lying down and pulling Nevaeh in beside. He watched Aniel struggle at first then helped climb in with them, the pup getting himself comfortable and warm between the two of them. "See? We fit perfectly as a family." Rhonen grinned, stroking their adopted son's head and looking to his mate for a kiss.
Jule was surprised when she actually listened for once, and he felt his features soften a bit. Maybe he wouldn't have to be so aggressive, which would result in less noise and struggle. The werewolf was more careful when he set her in his bedding, and an exhausted sigh escaped his lips, his cheeks filling with color again. "..I can't take this anymore.. I don't understand how this is even happening, but...whether you like it or not, you are my soulmate. And right now I want to be as close to you as possible. No matter how much you annoy me, which I now know is on purpose." -
Nevaeh gladly gave him the kiss, and laughed softly. "Rhonen, we fit.. What about two or three more? And what happens if one of us crushed the babies? I've heard stories about that, you know. Mothers rolling onto their children and waking to find that their babies are dead, having suffocated in their sleep.. Oh, I'll shut up now. Let's try and sleep," She suggested, pressing a tender kiss to Aniel's forehead.
She nodded, looking away from him for a moment, inhaling. "If you can make me forget about every man and woman I've ever slept with before, I'll never talk about them again," She offered, giving him a sly smile. It would be a hard task- Lynna had done many things in the past few years, and had many things done to her. She wouldn't give Jule any slack, either, and knew that she would be hard to please. Perhaps he would be able to, though. -
He lingered on her lips for as long as he could, smiling after. "Don't worry. Our pups will be just fine once we fix things up in here. Once you can change, sleeping in feral form will prevent you from rolling on them. No need to worry." Rhonen rested his eyes, already feeling the white pup's soft breathing that told him the boy was fast asleep. Aniel let out a whine at the kiss, squirming a bit before settling down again.
"This isn't a game, so don't treat it like one. I may not know all the weird, fancy positions you humans use during mating, but I know there's one thing I can give you that no one else has before." Jule shifted, hovering over her and placing a hand on her thigh just beneath the lining of her skirt. He grit his teeth a bit and leaned close to her, their faces inches apart. "No matter how angry I want to be, I can show you love, too." -
"I know.. Alright. I love you. I'm gonna try to sleep." She snuggled into the warmth of her family, and closed her eyes, trying hard to do as she had said she would. However, a certain smell caught her nose, and her eyes flashed open. At first, she thought it was a hunter. But no, it was Lynna. And Lynna smelt of sex, and smoked corn, and of Cora, Molly and Ella. The smells of home lingered on her friend and brought tears to Nevaeh's eyes. She swallowed, though, wondering why Lynna was still there.
"..It's better for me to pretend it's a game. That's how I cope," She explained, twitching at his touch. She exhaled. "But it's not. I get that. It's more for you.. Look, Jule, I've never been like this with someone who wanted to show me love. I don't like fancy positions, or things like that. But, please, just.. Be gentle," She requested, baring her heart for one. -
Rhonen nodded, trying his best to sleep as well. But the scent tickled his nose as well, much stronger than what Nevaeh was likely experiencing. He knew exactly where her friend was, who she was with, and why she was still here. He peeked open an eye to see hers wide open and teary. The wolf reached up to stroke her cheek, whispering, "She's hurt. That's why she's here. She'll be fine though."
He listened to her explanation, feeling his heart sink. Her life really was awful, as horrible as it could be for a human woman, and it was his job to take the pain and hurt away. "I will. I promise I will. And if your father steps a foot near this forest, I'll be sure to have his head. We, myself and some of the others, will get your friends. They'll be safe here with you and Nevaeh." Jule pressed a kiss to her forehead, slowly pushing up the short skirt. "But tonight is all about us.." -
"..It's not that," Nevaeh whispered back, trying to keep her voice down so that she didn't wake Aniel. So much had happened that day, and it was starting to overwhelm her. Was she really sure about all of this? Yes, she thought, she loved Rhonen more than anything, and Aniel needed her to be a mother to him. But she couldn't help but dread her life as it would play out in the next few months. And, most of all, she would probably only get to see her girls one last time. That hurt the most.
Lynna nodded, choosing not to say anything for right now. She couldn't tell if he was just sweet talking right now, or if he meant all that she was saying. Suddenly, though, a bit of fear coursed through her. She needed to tell Jule to take precautions to keep her from having his child. It was likely, especially at this time of the month. "Um, hey, can you.. Not inside, you know?" She had never been so awkward about asking this before. -
"What's wrong, lovely?" He asked softly, leaning in to nuzzle her cheek. He knew Nevaeh was struggling to adjust to her new life, even if he and their adopted son made her happy. Rhonen knew she was going to miss the people she'd spent so much time with. "I told you we can go see them. Every now and then, if you really want to."
His hand stopped, and he stared into her eyes seriously. He hadn't noticed anything before, but still, he inhaled deeply and cocked his head at her. "You won't get pregnant. Even if you do, it won't make it. You'd only have it for three months, and most human women miscarriage when they have a werewolf mate. It's the rarest thing in the world to happen. Or are you bleeding right now?" Jule hummed and buried his face in the side of her neck, waiting for her to tell him what was wrong. -
(My dad is obsessed with candy crush omfg)
"But that puts you all in danger if I get caught," She sighed, shaking her head. "I just.. I don't know. I feel like it's all moving too fast, but I don't want it to slow down or stop. I love you two more than anything, but I.. It's hard, you know. Three days ago, I was planning to run in here, and slaughter all of you. I know that you've forgiven that but I.. Haven't. I was so, so wrong, Rhonen. I was so messed up," She explained, feeling a little sob bubble up in her chest. She held it down, not wanting to wake Aniel.
"I'm not menstruating right now, no," She sighed, sitting up a bit to look at him. She pressed a small kiss to the side of his neck. "Even if you were human, I'd probably loose it. I've had three miscarriages in the last five years," She explained, running the fingers of one hand through his hair. It was something she hadn't even told her girls, as the pregnancies had never lasted long enough for anyone to notice. "And it's horrible, knowing that you're carrying a dead being inside of you. I don't want that again, doll," She admitted, humming softly. -
(Walk up and turn off his phone)
"I know.. We love you, too. I would never let you get caught. Honestly, I would die before I let anyone lay a finger on you." He made a quiet growl and pressed a tender kiss to her lips. All he wanted was her happiness. "We will see them if it makes you happy, I swear. I'll even send scouts to explore the area for traps and hunters. No one will ever know so long as you don't change in front of them. That's why I'm not dead right now." He smiled, pressing their foreheads together.
"My name is Jule, I'm not a doll." He mumbled, relaxing at the kiss to his neck, her fingers in his hair. He shuddered slightly and wrapped an arm around her protectively, his hand on her thigh moved to rest against her lower belly, over her uterus. "Were you working during those pregnancies? That's probably why.." Jule looked up at her with a soft whine. "I really want to try. I want to give you my litter.." -
(It's a kindle and he would kill me ahh)
"I know," She assured him, and shook her head. "I don't want to risk it, alright. It would look suspicious if I were to disappear from society, stop hunting, and then suddenly start hanging out with new people. It would call attention, especially in my town. People would ask questions, and questions lead to trouble. Rhonen, please. I don't want you to risk that for me," She insisted, shaking her head.
"Jule," She smiled, rolling it around in her mouth. "I think I like Jackass better," Lynna teased, but hoped that he knew she was kidding. "Well.. Not exactly. I wasn't working as much, but yeah. Maybe." When he told her that he wanted children, wanted to give her children, she inhaled. "How about this? Once my girls are here, and safe.. You can turn me. And then we can. But, for now, let's not, alright, Jule?" -
(bruh)
"Whatever you want, Nevaeh. You know I'll do anything to put a smile on that lovely face." He took hold of her hand, entwining their fingers. He knew it was risky, but if it made her happy... "If you need my help with anything, don't be afraid to ask, okay? Now, get some sleep. We have to go get your things tomorrow."
"You like Jule better, admit it." The werewolf teased, playfully nipping at her cheek. He rested his head on her chest, sighing softly at the offer. "I'm not changing you until you talk to Nevaeh. Going through that kind of change... It's difficult and sometimes painful. So you might want to talk to her first." Jule wanted to try, he truly did, but he couldn't make her do anything. So he conceded. "We'll wait completely then. I wouldn't be able to contain myself if we did it now."
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