LEUKAS

Despite the fact that I had come hard enough to see stars, my cock was still hard and Fletcher, recovered from her orgasm, smiled wantonly and opened her legs, motioning me forward and into her promised land. I shook my head, placing myself between her legs and kissing her deeply while fingering her tight clit and rubbing myself off on her thigh.

“I don’t have any protection.” I told her, breathing deeply as I forced myself to stay in the moment with her; with the woman I was going to marry. At first she seemed confused by my words, because it wasn’t anything lycans, especially unmated ones ever had to worry about but it dawned on her that I wasn’t a lycan anymore and a slightly sympathetic look I chose to ignore as I continued to pleasure her passed through her expression before she closed her eyes and moaned as I plunged three of my fingers into her core.

“You can pull out.” She panted out, her eyes pleading with me before looking at my cock and unconsciously licking her lips lustfully.

“Can’t take the chance. Again.” I told her pointedly and watched as a frown passed through her lips.

“We’re getting married.” She panted out. “Would it be so bad to have kids?” she asked, making me freeze in a stunned stupor even as she moaned out loud, coming in my hand. My erection completely deflated at the thought of her having my pups. Something about that picture was too wrong for me to even address so I left her on the bed and went into the bathroom, cleaned myself up and went back with a towel for her. After cleaning her limp and sated body up, I put the towel in the laundry and went into the closet for another pair of sweat, choosing to forgo the shirt due to the warmth in the house. Fletcher was predictably asleep as she always was after a couple of orgasms. I covered her body with a fleece and left the room, trying to figure out why the thought of actually being inside her wasn’t as enticing as it once was. It was a bit late and everyone wasn’t back so I decided to make some food for Fletch and I. I guessed she would be up in a couple of minutes so I decided on some turkey sandwiches, and was well on my way to finishing the fifth one when I head the door open and footsteps I recognized even after all those years as Atlas’ sounded on the floor. I froze when I realized he wasn’t alone and lifted my eyes to green ones which immediately locked on mine as well.

Aleksander looked gorgeous in a pink, floral high-waist ruffled mini skirt with a matching bikini top and black wedges which sharply contrasted her hair and made her legs look like they went on and on. Her hair was loose and straightly lying past her shoulders, and without any other make up or accessories on her save a pink watch, she shouldn’t have been able to steal my breath as much as she did. Fuck, she looked so feminine, so young and without any markings on her skin, so smooth and bare it was driving me so crazy the erection I had lost would have come back with a vengeance if I hadn’t been pinching my leg from the moment she had come in. I wanted to gather that impossibly long hair around my fist as I rammed my cock so far down her throat she wouldn’t ever swallow without thinking of me ever again.

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The thought bought me up short. That wasn’t me anymore. I had sex in the most civilized way, had made myself so since she had left me an emotional and volatile person who had nearly hurt a woman during sex. I rarely partook in oral sex anymore, it wasn't overly stimulating to me, and I rarely ever thought of fucking a woman until she sobbed, in the kitchen. Yet I seemed to think nothing but crude thoughts about Aleks, the ethics I’d developed after she left blown to the wind. The way she was looking at my naked chest while biting her inner lip wasn’t helping the situation at all and I found myself seeing red, just about to charge at her and take what surely belonged only to me when Atlas cleared his throat loudly and spoke.

“Brother, if you have a minute Aleks and I were thinking that…” he didn’t get to finish the sentence because a half-naked Fletcher wearing nothing but my t-shirt not noticing the company walked sleepily over to me and hugged me from behind and stood on her tip-toes, nuzzling my neck.

“Where did you go. I woke up alone.” She muttered before realizing we had company. She unwound her arms from around me and stared in mild amazement at Atlas before her eyes locked on Aleks and a gob smacked look passed through her eyes, so flitting anyone who doesn’t know her as I do might have missed it.

“Hi Atlas.” She said, turning to my brother and offering her a weak smile.

“Hey.” An equally unenthusiastic Atlas responded.

Then she turned to Aleks and attempted a smile that didn’t quite work.” And I’m guessing you’re Aleksander.” She said, her tone somewhat resigned.

Aleks’ smile was way more convincing. “I am. I can’t say I know who you are though.” She said, her tone friendly.

“Fletcher Ignaz. Leukas’ fiancée.” Fletcher responded, looking at Aleks closely as if looking for something.

Aleks’ expression gave nothing away though when she responded. “Nice to meet you then, Fletcher. If you’ll excuse me, we seem to have interrupted something here. What I wanted to say wasn’t urgent either way.” She said before turning to Atlas and giving him a look I couldn’t read, and beginning to walk away. My chest felt tight all of a sudden and I panicked. I felt like guilty as I watched her leave, as if I’d done something wrong.

As if I’d been caught cheating.

“Aleks!” I called out without any though, and watched as she paused her steps but didn’t turn.

“Yes, Leukas.” She replied, her tone strange.

“I’ll come pick you up at ten, tonight. Then we’ll go talk.” I found myself saying.