Zelena.
"Oh god" I moaned, tossing my head back. Gunner took the opportunity to plant kisses across my exposed neck, up to my ear and across my jaw. My breaths quickened and my body involuntarily squirmed beneath him. I lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, drawing his hips down on mine. Gunner moved his mouth to his mark on my shoulder and traced his tongue over the raised scar. The sensation sent electric shocks of pleasure pulsing through me, I quivered and took a sharp breath.
"Gun… argh" I groaned breathlessly.
Gunner moved his mouth back to mine and pressed his soft lips against me, biting softly on my bottom lip, he demanded entrance into my mouth. I obliged and parted my lips. His tongue poured into my mouth at the same time he pushed his fingers into my waiting pussy. I moaned deeply and arched my back, Gunner drank in my sounds of pleasure as he continued to move his fingers inside me. Every touch of his skin on mine, every movement of his magical fingers, it all set off an explosion of fire under the surface. I moved my hands to the top of his jeans and fumbled with the button. He lifted his hips a little to allow me more access. I ripped the button off, not worrying about undoing it and pulled down the fly. I tugged his jeans over his perfectly toned ass and down the back of his thighs. I felt his huge member fling free and hit my stomach.
"P-please… more" I stuttered into his mouth. Gunner bit down on my bottom lip and moved his body lower between my legs. He teased my wet lips with the tip of his cock and hooking his arm behind my knee, he lifted my leg up to my chest. I was spread open and waiting eagerly to feel him enter me. He turned his head and scrapped his teeth along my knee and the inside of my thigh. Moving his gaze back to my face, he looked into my eyes. His eyes were dark and full of lust, it made me ache for him even more. Not taking his eyes from mine, he pushed his hips forward and his entire length slid excruciatingly slowly into my core.
Gunner grunted loudly and I cried out with a pleasurable scream. He pulled his hips back and thrust into me again with a slow measured accuracy. The feeling of fullness was dizzying. I could feel the walls of my vagina clamping around his shaft as my ecstasy built. This wasn't going to take long, I was sure of it. Gunner pushed himself in as deep as he could go with each slow thrust forward, accompanying his movements with a strained grunt. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled his lips down to mine. Our sloppy kisses were hungry and urgent as we both neared the edge. Gunner attacked my neck with bites and kisses and amazing sucking sensations. My claws started to protrude out of my fingertips, and I buried them into the flesh of Gunner's shoulders. I lost all feeling in my legs as my stomach began to constrict.
"Gunner" I screamed out as the start of my orgasm hit me. With each wave of pleasure, I felt like I was looking down at my body, writhing underneath my lover. Everything else in the world was gone, it was just me and him, together, in this never-ending entanglement of unconditional love and absolute bliss. With a few last thrusts, Gunner pressed his forehead to mine and tumbled over into his own blissful release. My throbbing clit and aching nipples slowly dissipated into spent numbness as the last of my convulsing orgasm washed away, leaving behind my body feeling weightless and warm.
"I love you" Gunner whispered with a heavy breath. He had one hand gripping the back of my neck and the other wrapped around my waist, he was holding and squeezing me tightly, like he was afraid I would slip away.
"I love you, so fucking much" he pressed his lips to my forehead and nose and cheek and covered my face in sweet kisses.
"I love you too" I giggled.
"Excellent, now can you put us down" he chuckled. Huh? Put us down… oh shit. I looked over my shoulder and we were now floating about three feet above the bed. I looked at Gunner's smug face and couldn't contain my smile. When the sex is so good it makes you levitate, you know you found yourself a sex god. I pulled my claws from Gunners back and turned my palms to the floor, slowly lowering us back onto the bed. He looked over my red face with a proud smile and I could feel my already flushed cheeks grow a darker shade of red.
"I'm sorry" I giggled,
"I didn't even realize".
"I take it as a compliment" he laughed as he pulled himself off the bed. He held out his hand to help me up.
"Come on, we both need a shower".
I took his hand and moved my feet to the floor. My weak knees gave out the second I stood up, but Gunner caught me and lifted me into his arms, bridal style.
"I was that good ay?" he laughed again. I awkwardly punched his chest and laughed.
"Yeh, keep telling yourself that, nothing to do with the fact that I haven't walked in three months".
"Nah, it's not that. My love making is just too good" he smiled with a wink and kissed my forehead. I rolled my eyes dramatically and buried my face into his neck. He carried me into the little white bathroom attached to my hospital room and closed the door behind him.
Gunner spent that night with me at the hospital, I was more than happy to share the small bed with him. Sleeping in his warm and loving embrace filled me with blissful happiness, and I slept like a baby. Gunner however, not so much. I awoke at one point in the night to him squeezing the life out of me. He was grunting and mumbling and begging someone not to leave him. I gently stroked his face and whispered that everything was okay. He eventually calmed down and I drifted back off to sleep.
I woke up before Gunner and just gazed at him while he slept. His face was scrunched up and he looked anything but peaceful. There was light coming through the small window and I could hear movement out in the hallways, it must be late morning already. I traced my fingers over Gunner's cheek and lips and tickled the hair on his chin. Slowly his eyes opened and landed immediately on mine. A smile spread across his face and he pulled me tightly into his arms.
"I didn't dream it" he whispered into my hair. He let me go quickly to gaze at my face, then pulled back into him again, and rested his head back onto the pillow. We lay facing each other, my hands gripping onto one of his and his other hand on my hip.
"How'd you sleep?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"It was fine" he shrugged. Liar. I pursed my lips and furrowed my eyebrows, wondering if I should push him on it or just let it go. There is obviously a lot to unpack here, I can only imagine how hard it would have been after the battle. And I wasn't there to help him with any of it. I only adding to his worries. He lifted his hand from my hip and ran his finger over my scrunched-up forehead.
"What's this about?" he asked softly, tracing the lines on my forehead. I decided to let it go, for now, and quickly thought of something else to say. Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face.
"What's the date?" I asked him.
"August twenty-seventh, why's that?"
"Huh, I'm nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday".
"When was your birthday?" Gunner asked a little shocked.
"It was on August fourth".
"Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth"
"Oh well, just another year right" .
"I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?" he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.
"I think that sounds totally ridiculous, but also kind of great".
He leaned forward and kissed my forehead with a huge smile.
"Perfect, I'll get Mum to arrange it, she loves that sort of stuff".
"Well okay" I chuckled. I've never had a birthday party before, I've never even gotten a birthday present before. The more I thought about the whole thing the more my excitement grew. My very first birthday party.
"What are you smiling about gorgeous?" Gunner asked, running his thumb over my smiling lips.
"I was just thinking" I answered him.
"Yeh, about what?"
"Well, I've never had a birthday party before, I'm kind of excited".
He looked at me wide eyed, before his face dropped a bit and scowl took over. He looked so angry and sad at the same time.
"Hey, what's this for?" I said, using his same line.
"That mother fucker" He growled lowly.
"Gunner, he got what was coming to him"
"He should have suffered more"
"He suffered in the end, that's what matters".
He crinkled his nose and pursed his lips together. He closed his eyes tight and stayed like that for a minute. He eventually blew out a slow breath and relaxed his face. He opened his eyes again and smiled at me.
"Well then, we're just going to have to make sure that this is the best birthday party ever".
I smiled brightly and nodded my head. This is going to be great. A soft knock on the door pulled us out of our little bubble and Gunner sat up straight on the bed.
"Come in" he called.
Doctor Tenner walked in and came over to the foot of the bed.
"How's the patient feeling today?" he asked with a soft smile.
"I'm good, I feel really good" I responded, sitting up on the bed,
"When can I go home?" I asked.
"Ah, well you were in a coma for a long time. We can't just let you up and leave without running a few tests".
Gunner growled lowly from beside me. The doctor noticed and his face paled.
"B-but given the circumstances here, we could possibly release you tomorrow morning" he said quickly while eyeing Gunner.
"Oh, not today? I really do feel just fine. I swear" I said, shifting my gaze between Gunner and the doctor.
"I ah, I-I I'll see what I can do" Doctor Tenner stuttered before quickly turning and exiting the room. I looked at Gunner and he quickly turned his head away from me.
"What's going on?" I asked confused.
"Nothing, little wolf" he answered laying back down but still avoiding eye contact.
"Gunner" I growled.
"The Doc knows who we are, more so, what we are" he admitted.