A Big Shiny Blue Marble Ch. 53

She pulled herself up a little higher on him so that she could kiss him a little, "I want that, Shane. I want that from you – all that you have. It's ok. Did you think that I'd learn all of this stuff and not know about that?" She kissed him very slowly and laid her head on his shoulder, whispering, "That's what I've been dying to have since I found out the difference between girls and boys – but I never wanted a boy. That's been my trouble all of my life, Shane.

I wanted a wolf-born male because I'm a wildling too. Only I'm not wolf-born. I'm just somebody who needs one to feel like I belong somewhere – to somebody. I'm not gonna tell you that you gotta have this and get me that if you want my love. "

She looked at him from where her head was and she kissed his lips very gently as she moved to look down on him again, "I don't care if you live in a palace or a den in the dirt. I want to belong to a wolf-born. You tell me where I gotta fit in, and I'll do it. I don't have anything to give you but me. I'm still poor as dirt, but I'll hunt for you if we have no money and I'll make clothes if we can't afford to buy any. Nothing fancy, but we won't freeze if we have each other. You might not want to hear this right now, and I hope I'm not wrecking it, but I already love you because I have to. I need somebody like you. I just want to belong."

He looked up at her for a moment, "Put your arms around my neck," he said, "I want to feel that again."

When she moved to do as he's asked, he covered her with the blankets so that only their faces were out of the covers and she giggled a bit to see how tall his ears were like this.

"Then if that's all you want, you belong to me, Callie," he smiled.

She looked confused, "Aren't we gonna, uh ... "

He nodded, "We are. I just wanted you to know that this isn't a try-out. I'll be your wolf if you need to be my bitch that badly. So now you belong, ok? I don't know about the rest, but I can see how much you need this. It made me think about my life and I haven't had much to complain about up to now, but I've been alone. I think we have fun together – at least we do when you're not hitting me. Is that good enough for now?"

She smiled then and he knew that he was falling and he was glad of it.

"But we are gonna do it tonight, right?"

He nodded, "Slide down back where you were, Callie. You're too far up like this unless you think you want to get your knees wet."

She moved a little and reached for his sheath. She amazed him again as he felt something really good and asked about it.

"A lot of human girls like to keep this shaved," she said, "but I was always hopeful and I know that you need a little bit of fur to rub yourself on to get started. So that's what you're feeling. I keep it trimmed short and it's a little bristly like that."

When she felt him hardening, she moved forward and reached down to get them lined up. To his surprise, she had the angle almost perfect and she guided him in very slowly. It took them a little while and a bit of grunting.

"You're so tight," he said, "How -?"

"I'm not big there to start with though I've got really fat lips once I get going," she sighed as she began to move in a way that had a lot more forward and back to the motion than up and down, "but I know from what Mandy said that wolf-born males usually don't really like screwing with human girls all that much. There's nothing to lock you in with," she said with a little shrug, "and even if you're good and fat, it's a sloppy fit, though it's fine for human males, 'cause they don't need to lock.

Hey, I've been with three guys and you're way bigger than all of them, but what I've got is not made for you. I just WANT it to be. So I saved up for a year and went to a doctor in town. He sewed me up just a little and now I'm glad I had the idea."

She began to work at this, her motions slow but purposeful as they grew wetter and she opened for him a little more.

"What happens when you get all of me inside, Callie?" he whispered, "We can't lock, but I do have the knot, don't I?"

"I don't really know," she hissed as she humped, "Please be a little careful when you come, ok? Just tell me and I'll try to get the knot inside me or as far in as I can bear. I want this to be good for us both."

She leaned a little lower then to get a better stroke on him and that was when she found that like this, her breasts swung and hit his chest. The feeling was exquisite and she experimented with it for a long while. She found that she didn't get much of the feeling if she held herself up with her hands on his chest, but if she laid down on him and they were slow it was pretty nice. It was really good when she put her hands on the blanket beside him so her breasts were lower, but the best way of them all was when she put her hands on his shoulders.

That was the hardest to do, since it meant that she was pretty much stretching herself out to reach and that meant that she had to use some of her own strength to hold herself up. She couldn't do that for very long, but when one of her nipples hit one of his, they both made a little noise then. He'd stop and so would she, freezing in place a little to let her experiment a little, seeking that spot again. When she found it, they'd look at each other, smiling as Callie carefully pushed her nipple against his for a little while.

Eventually, she just laid down so that he could hold her while he fucked her gently, listening for her when she whispered to him that she wanted a little more of him as she tried to accommodate the swelling at the base of his shaft.

Callie carefully pushed backwards every time until her lips just kissed against his knot, but she was doing what she could to press against it, wanting to see if she could get it inside of her. The delicious problem for her was that it felt so good to press back and feel the way that it opened her a little more as she sort of 'jazzed' against it in little movements each time.

"Good?" she asked and he nodded, so on they went, gradually going a little faster and farther.

She began to moan very softly, loving the way that his fur felt against her opening and though they were picking up speed, they never made a lot of noise, mostly only sighing each other's names until Shane warned her that he was nearing the point of his release. Callie looked down at him and nodded. "Ok," she said, sounding as though she was telling herself more than him, "Here we go."

Shane didn't know what she was doing down there, but he felt it as she began to really work at this. Her efforts took him closer at an increasing rate and his breath hissed in and out of him.

Callie certainly wasn't immune to this and she felt her own orgasm as it began to rush to her, so she made little thrusts at the end of her normal ones, wanting to feel that wonderfully fat knot, though fearing to tear herself.

This was what she'd always wanted to have – this feeling of holding a body like his against her, what likely no (or at least, a very few) human women would ever want. She moaned loudly once as she held him tightly and it seemed to be what he needed to hear and feel right then. She pulled herself away a little as she felt his rapid thrusts and his low growling cry.

Shane hadn't lost his mind and he was just as worried about hurting her as she was, so he forced himself to stay rigid as the first of his gushes came.

Callie knew it right away and she lunged to grab his head to pull it to hers, "Bite me a little, Shane," she hissed hurriedly, "Bite my shoulder and hold me tight. I'm coming, baby. Ah, ... AH... AHHHHH!"

He'd bitten her – rather hard, but he hadn't gotten through her skin. The pain felt incredible to her and though it hurt, it marked a moment for her; an instant where she could tell herself that she'd been successful in having a male mate her just as she'd always dreamed of it.

Her voice rose in pitch to become a high little cry – a sort of shrieking little squeak followed by the rest, which sounded a little like rather thin and eerie laughter. She couldn't help herself then as she began to shake and she pressed herself onto him then.

Something in her gave at that instant and she screamed as she felt his knot push past her inner lips and they froze, her holding his head bent a little forward, her collarbone and a part of her shoulder in his mouth. She felt a lot of individual things in that span of time.

She felt the pain of his intrusion and prayed a little silently that he hadn't torn her as she felt the flash of the pain passing.

She felt herself trembling as she marvelled in feeling it as he gave her his seed. She'd never known this before. The men that she'd been to bed with could have come and she'd never have known if they hadn't groaned then.

She felt his tongue as he slid it over her skin and she felt the way that he shuddered.

She knew that if she remembered afterward, she'd tell him that at this one moment, he'd earned the highest approval rating that her breasts and her nipples could give him, since they were in perfect agreement.

She couldn't really feel his semen itself, but she felt it as he contracted each time that he did, and she felt the heat of his seed then each time.

"Don't move, Shane," she hissed in his ear softly, "I don't know how we did it, but I think we're locked, so don't pull out now, ok?"

"Ok," he whispered, "but you know there's gonna be more."

"I know," she sighed, "I love it, so you just give me all you've got. This is what I was made for, so just move if you really really need to so I can have it all."

He moved, but it seemed to her to be more sideways somehow and she whimpered that she loved this with him. It was better than anything that she'd ever known.

"Callie," he sighed as he reached to hold her head against his, "I love the way that this feels too and I don't even know you very well yet. Can you do this with me? Do you see yourself like this? I mean more than this one night?"

He felt her cheek move against his as she smiled, "Wrong question, you fantastic thing, you. Of course I can see us like this. Right now, I can't imagine that I'd ever want you to stop."

She felt him shudder again and realized that she'd missed it when he'd stopped the last time, so she made sure to let him know this time. "Ah," she sighed softly, "ah ... ah .... ah ..." She felt a little foolish, but it was important to her that she let him know that she appreciated the way that it felt when he did that, so her little sounds were to let him know that she felt each of his contractions.

They were like that for nearly fifteen minutes, lying mostly still, other than him moving only a little. He came six more times before he was done. Callie took it as some kind of indicator when she realized that Shane had spent longer filling her than she'd spent screwing the humans that she'd been to bed with. She knew that it couldn't go on forever, but it was a nice thought to her that they could talk a little as they waited for the next little wave from him. She thought that she'd be fine with it if it went on like this all night, because the men that had bedded her had either come and pulled out to roll over and go to sleep, or they'd stayed in and gone soft far too soon for her taste.

That sure wasn't a problem with Shane. For once, she'd found a male who could fuck her and hold her and stay rock hard for as long as she'd like to feel that. She was starting to worry about how they were going to get their bodies apart when she thought that she felt him get a little smaller. Before she could say anything, Shane pulled out very slowly and rolled over, taking Callie with him.

"How did you manage to keep me inside?" he asked, "That felt like we were locked at first, but I knew that it wasn't more than your uh, tightness, so I stayed where I was."

She nodded, "Thank you for holding still. I think – at least I'm pretty sure that you got past the tight part at the right time, so we were just stuck until you were done. I really liked that. It made me feel like I was the right thing for once."

He looked a little uncomfortable for a moment, "I don't think I like to hear it that way. To me, you are the right thing. Whatever you are is the right thing for me."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well you said that you'd want me to bite you one day," he said, "I mean really bite you. That means that you'd turn, so you'd be something else then, but I'm saying that it would still be the right thing to me. It's you, Callie. There's nobody like you anywhere. If you think you'd be happy with me, well then I'd consider myself pretty lucky. I love the sounds you make when you come, I know that you likely don't have any say in it, but I think you won my heart right there."

Callie smiled up at him, and in spite of herself, she hid her face against him and began to cry.

"Have I said something wrong?' he asked, worried now, but she shook her head, "No. This is me being happy." She sobbed a little, "It doesn't happen all that often, so even I don't know what to do besides cry."

"I don't like to see you cry," he said, "I have this feeling that you've spent a lot of time at it."

"It's ok, Shane," she said, "I've got something to keep me busy now. I have to fit with you in our lives. It ought to be easy, I don't have a job anymore."

"I'm not worried about that," he said, "we'll think of something. But there's D'Arcy to think of as well."

"Shit," she said, "You're right! Do you think that he'll hit it off with Rudhi? She's so gorgeous, but there's something about her that creeps me out a little. I'm sure that I'll get over it, since she seems to want to make friends so much. I like her a lot. I just haven't figured her out."

"Me neither," Shane said, "but we'll need to talk to them to see what we'll want to do."

Callie nodded. She knew what that meant. The way that he'd said it told Callie that the brothers likely lived together when they weren't on the road. If they decided to keep on like that – and if each of them now took a mate, well there were other relationships to be figured out because there was at least a nod required to the old pack structure.

If Shane and D'Arcy decided on making this a familial unit, Callie was fine with it. She knew that Shane would defer to his brother and that was all good. But she'd also have to develop a relationship with Rudhi, one where she was at least a little submissive – it all depended on how assertive Rudhi wanted to be about it. From what Callie had heard from Bobby's sister, some family females went through their lives barely tolerating each other. She didn't want that at all.

But it wasn't something which had to be worried about at the moment, so Callie looked up and lifted one leg and rocked her hips a little. Shane looked at her and she smiled, "Whenever you're ready, I'll do my best to squeak for you again."

She pushed a little and moved onto him when he rolled onto his back so that she could rub her wet sex against his sheath. He was already peeking out of it to a degree again anyway, only from the feel of her body against him, but this change coaxed his hardness out the try to stand a little – even though it could only press itself against her. She moved a little more and reached between them for a moment. Then she took her hand away and moved back, so that he slid into her.

The two of them stared into each other's eyes, groaning a little as she kept pressing backward until his knot began to spread her lips and then even that part of him was inside of her and she felt as though she couldn't move another millimeter.

"There," she said, a little huskily as she smiled at him softly, "I really wanted to say this before. We're not virgins anymore for what we are, Shane. You're having sex with a wildling and I'm having sex with a wolf-born." She laid her head down onto his shoulder and he felt her cheek against the top of his chest as she began to move for him. He turned his head a little and she licked the side of his lip gently a few times.

"You've got the girl, see? I don't want a grand performance from you right now. We've got time for all of that. I just want a little loving with a beautiful wolf- boy tonight, just like this. I'm the one who should be nervous and to tell you the truth, I'm about scared to death right now. But I know that we need this, Shane. I want this."

He reached to hold her and he covered them as much as he could. "Don't be scared, Callie. I get it now."

"That sounds so good," she said in a long sigh, "Let's just do this tonight. You can come in me all you want to tonight. Just hold me tight like this and we won't have to worry about anything until tomorrow. If it happens, then whenever you think you're ready and you really mean it, I want to know about it if you think you love me, 'cause Shane, honey, I think I might already be there, so all I'm worried about is me screwing this up after this."

He looked over as far as he could, "You think you love me? Already?"

"Uh-huh," she nodded very gently, "but let's not fuck this up discussing it. I'm just saying how I feel while having the most wonderful male twice in a row. That little word is the first signpost on a really long road, if we get this right. I'm just saying that I'm really ready to go there with you. You know, since you've got the girl and everything."

Shane said nothing for a moment. He just looked up at the ceiling of the little tent with a little smile.

"What's funny?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said as his expression widened into a broad grin, "I was always feeling a little uncomfortable. I was always getting caught up in human girls who saw me and thought they wanted me, but I knew better and trying to get away from the gushy ones always left me feeling stupid and guilty."

"And now?" she asked, lifting her head.

He smirked and chuckled a little, "Now? I've got the girl."

"That sounds a little weird," she said.

He rolled them over onto their sides gently and Callie took the opportunity to raise her legs for him to get in deeper. His knot came to her and she felt the pressure increasing with a little alarm, but then the knot was inside and she felt herself close a little around it. He moved in only small amounts then and they groaned together. "I think I'm getting the hang of this, so that I don't hurt the girl."

"Still sounding weird," she smiled, "I feel like I'm one of a few."

He shook his head a little, "Nope. You're the girl," he smiled, "My girl."

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Samantha walked away from the campfire in a foul mood. She'd left Ewan where he was, sitting among the roadmen as they drank and joked among themselves. He was an asshole, she decided, making light of her quiet offer at their expense. She made no sign that she knew, but she was aware that Lindsay was walking a little behind her.

"It's me again, isn't it?" he asked quietly.

Sam stopped then, looking up into the canopy of the trees under the night sky. "It's ok, Lin," she said, "He's an asshole anyway."

"You should stop trying to add me as though I'm the part of a package deal that nobody wants. Just find somebody for yourself, Sam. Nobody here wants me. I understand."

She looked at him as she turned and put her hands on his slender shoulders, "I still want you, Lindsay. I always will. We're just a little different, that's all. A lot of guys don't want –"

"Somebody like me," he said, "I know." He turned away then and began to walk.

"Where are you gonna sleep?" Samantha asked.

"I don't know," he sighed, "I'll find someplace, I guess. I wish we hadn't taken that guy that you liked along. If it wasn't for him, you and me could just do what we always do and sleep with the guys. But with him there tonight, nobody's gonna want to be seen with us in the middle of them all. It's ok for you, not that you'd want to be seen like that, but ..."