0 comments/ 22846 views/ 1 favorites Young Love By: refan1234 She stood in front of the mirror, her slender frame glistening from the water dripping from her body, making her seem much younger than her 19 years. Her soft brown curls hung limply against her breasts, her tender, pink nipples poking out from between her locks. "Lucia! Come up here and eat before it gets cold!" she heard her mother call from the top of the stairs. "I'll be there in a couple minutes mom!" Lucia grabbed the towel off the bed and went to work toweling herself off, the soft terrycloth warm against her rapidly cooling flesh. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail before taking one last look in the mirror. She slid a hand between her legs as she looked longingly at her reflection. Her carefully trimmed bush was very soft from the shower, her just-shaved skin heightening her touch. She traced her soft lips with her fingertips, ever so lightly sliding a long, delicate finger into her hot, dripping pussy. "Well, what's 10 minutes gonna hurt?" she said to herself as she walked over to the bed, her hand never leaving her sweet box. She laid down, pulling the covers up to her neck, just in case. She could feel the warmth of her cunt on her hand as she slipped another finger inside her. She closed her eyes, letting her imagination run wild. "Lucia, I've never wanted anyone more than I want you," a voice whispered. "But, why me? You could have any of the most beautiful girls at school." "It's you I want." He leaned in and kissed her, pulling the cover away, exposing her glorious body to the open air. He slid his slender hand down her torso. He slipped a finger into her, making her gasp in surprise and pleasure. His lips were soft against his, his breath tasting of spearmint. She put her hand on his crotch, feeling his hard cock against the denim of his jeans. She slowly undoes his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She slipped her hand into his boxers and wrapped her soft hand around his thick shaft, surprised by his size. He stood up for a second and pulled his shirt and boxers off before climbing on top of her. "Listen, there's one thing you should know. I'm still a virgin," Lucia said reluctantly. "That's ok. I am too," he said as he leaned down and kissed her. He could feel his pulsing manhood hard against her thigh, making her moan at the thought of him being inside her, being her first. He grabbed her tit, squeezing lightly as he slipped his cock inside her, making her scream in pleasure and pain as he carefully slid into her, feeling the resistance inside her. With a powerful thrust, she felt her hymen break as he picked up his pace, his cock feeling bigger and bigger with each deep, hard grind. She felt an orgasm welling up inside her. He reached down and rubbed her clit. She couldn't hold back anymore. She screamed as she felt the wave of an orgasm crash down on her. She opened her eyes, her body twitching beneath her touch. She panted as she lay there, the cover rumpled at her feet. She looked around expectantly, the realization of being alone dawning on her as she laid her head back down. "Damn it." Jude stirred from his sleep, the radio blaring the bullshit that everyone else wants to hear. He raised his arm and slammed his hand down on the "off" button. "Enough of that bullshit. Too early for corporate America to wake me up," he said as he threw the covers off of him. As he sat up, he reached for a stack of CDs on his night stand, going through them until he got to the one he wanted. He opened the tray to his CD player and put the disk in. He heard the player spin to life, followed quickly by a song. Thanks to his dad, he'd gotten into early rock and the later work of the former Fab Four when he was 12. It had stuck with him for 8 and a half years, and he loved it. He greatly enjoyed starting his day with a Lennon CD, the classic tunes helped ease him into the day. He walked into the bathroom, making a bee line for the shower. He cranked the hot water, stopping to stare at himself in the mirror. He stroked his chin beard, still amazed by the reddish tint that appeared only in his facial hair. Looking down, he noticed for the first time that morning that he was sporting a morning stiffy. He reached down, running his hand through his pubes before wrapping his hand around his erect member. "What's 2 minutes gonna hurt?" he asked himself as he walked back to his bed, lying down with his cock in hand. He closed his eyes, letting his imagination run rampant. Before him stood the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, her slender frame surrounded by a bright light. Her soft brown hair hung down around her shoulders, covering her bare chest. She slowly walked over to him, a sudden and unsuspected breeze blowing her hair back, revealing her beautiful tits. He was awed by her beautiful body, her features becoming more defined as she came closer. "Jude..." she whispered, her hand coming to rest on his chest. Her touch was warm and soft. She kissed him, her lips tasting faintly of strawberries. She pulled away and grinned at him, then slowly began kissing down his neck, his torso, his stomach, until her lips met his pulsing cock. He felt her soft lips slide down his shaft, her tongue flicking the head. She slowly picked up her pace, taking his length deep into her throat, the feeling like nothing he'd experienced before. He felt the tingles and jingles of an imminent orgasm as she stopped sucking and began rubbing him. He felt his head roll back, trying desperately to find something to blow his load into. He finally said fuck it, releasing his hot cum on his stomach. He lay there for a second, his body twitching, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He opened his eyes, looking down at the mess on his stomach. "Fuck." Lucia walked up the stairs, the light coming in from above blinding her as she reached the top. "Lucia, damn it, I said..." her mom whipped around as Lucia shut the basement door. She walked to the table and sat down in her seat, a plate of bacon, eggs and a biscuit. As she picked up a piece of bacon, she glanced at the clock on the stove. "Ah shit!" she said as she shoveled the food down. She had approximately 15 minutes to make the 20 minute drive to class. She grabbed her bag and ran out the door. 'I guess 10 minutes can hurt a lot' she thought to herself as she got into her car. Her mind drifted back to her fantasy, unable to believe how vivid and real it had seemed. It was as if she could feel him inside of her. She could still taste the spearmint from his sweet kisses. "I promise I'll be with you Jude," she said to herself, "I need to be with you." He couldn't believe it. He could not fucking believe it. He was late again. He grabbed his bag and jumped out of his car, flying into a full sprint on the second step. As he leapt over the curb, he failed to see the attractive young lady coming from the other direction. With an extremely painful thud, they collided. "Ah, shit I'm so sorry," Jude said as he reached for the books that lay scattered on the cold concrete. As he looked at the other person, a wave of realization crashing over him as he looked at the girl, her long, brown hair hanging down in front of her face. A grin of disbelief crossed his face. "It's you..." he said quietly as she brushed her hair out of her face, her soft blue eyes glinting in the sunlight. She looked at him, looking away hastily as the blood began to rise in her cheeks. "I'm so sorry, it was my fault, I should've been watching where I was going," she fired apologies off as she scrambled for her books. As she jumped up, Jude grabbed her arm. "Hey, wait. What's your name?" he asked, letting her arm go, hoping she didn't take off running. "I'm, um, my name's Lucia," she said, her cheeks glowing red with embarrassment and shyness. She risked a look at his face, his piercing hazel eyes staring into hers. She tried to look away, but couldn't bring herself to do so. They stood there for a minute, just looking deep into each other's eyes. "Hey Lucia, my name's Jude. I normally don't do this so spontaneously, but would you like to go out tomorrow night? Maybe get a bite to eat?" He crossed his fingers in his pocket, hoping for a yes. A grin crossed her face as she slowly opened her mouth. "Yeah, that'd be nice." And with that simple response, his day picked up. The night had been relatively odd for both of them, a nice dinner and a romantic walk in the park couldn't help the awkward feelings between the two of them. A powerful charge had been apparent between them from the pick-up that evening. They were both confused and comforted by this feeling, the attraction apparent between them, even to the casual observer. As they had sat eating, their minds kept wondering back to their respective fantasies, causing them both a slight discomfort. The walk had been equally awkward, with them walking together, but not "together". He pulled up to her house, looking over at the lovely woman in the passenger seat. "I'm sorry, I don't know what the deal was. I'm not normally this shy," he said as he turned his head away from her, looking at the dark houses across the street. He was mentally kicking himself when he felt a slight pressure envelop his hand. He looked down and saw her slender fingers entwined with his. He looked over at her, for the first time that night really noticing her beautiful green eyes. They got out of the car and started towards the door, their fingers still interlocked. They got to the short step in front of the door and stopped. Lucia hastily dropped his hand and reached into her purse, digging for her key. She suddenly felt his strong hand wrapped around her wrist. She looked longingly into his hazel eyes, noticing the admiration and love that danced behind them. She dropped her purse to the ground, falling into his arms. Their lips met in a deep kiss, his tongue feeling every inch of hers, making her moan softly. She could taste the spearmint on his breath, just like it had been in her fantasy. She quickly pulled away from him, thinking back to her all-too-vivid fantasy, her eyes widening in surprise. "Jude, there's something I need to tell you. It's nothing bad just something...kind of...weird," she said, wringing her hands together. He stood before her attentively, taken off-guard by the sudden need for admission. "Remember the day we first met? Well that morning, I had a...umm...fantasy about you. It was so...real. I could taste the spearmint on your breath; feel your arms around me. I've never experienced anything that real before. I know this is weird, but I just needed to tell you," she turned her back to him, the blood rushing to her cheeks. She chanced a look over her shoulder, noticing that his mouth was agape. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything, I had..." "No, it's alright. I have something to tell you then, since we're confessing things. I had a fantasy about you that morning as well. And I couldn't believe how it felt. I could feel your body pressed against mine and feel your breath on my cheek. Hell, I could even smell your hair!" He admired her backside, staring at the perfect ass that lurked beneath the soft red silk of her dress. Young Love There is a fair amount of maledom in this story, which I plan on correcting if I ever write a sequel Her brother wasn't home for more than a half an hour before Amy called. It was something of a joke in the Johnson family; Amy Feng had a crush on Tom since she first saw him her Freshman year of High School. She was an awkward little Asian kid then, but a little bit obsessive. When she met his sister Claire in Biology class, she did everything she could to get an invitation to the house. But this inauspicious beginning turned into the basis for what turned into Claire's strongest and most valuable friendship. Amy was smart, funny. She liked music, and could always introduce Claire to the best up and coming bands. They would go to concerts together, or movies, or just driving around in Amy's car talking about things. By the last years of high school both of them had boys after them. The years of chasing after Tom had turned petite Amy from an awkward Asian kid, to a fashionable artsy girl, with subtle curves in all the right places. While Claire, with her long body, short hair and stunning smile, was the type of girl any teenage boy would dream of. And of course, Amy let Claire have her pick of them. Her brother for his part never took Amy seriously. He was two years older than them, and acted five-years older. He was strong, and nearly a foot taller than Amy. Claire often thought he took everything too seriously, but he could be funny too, and he was the sort of person who would do anything he possibly could to help you. When they were young, they used to stay up late at nights talking about their lives and giving each other advice about boys, girls and studying. And even after he went to college she would call him up if she ever wanted to talk about something. He and Amy were her supports. She loved them both and sometimes even wished they would get together. With Tom home from University, Amy would find herself uninterested in summer concerts and movies, and extremely interested in hanging out at Claire's house. Last summer it had almost drove Claire batty, when their favorite band had come into town and Amy insisted that she would rather stay at the Johnson's and watch a movie. She expected her skirts would start getting shorter too. She couldn't decide whether it was exasperating or funny. "I think we're going out to a family dinner," Claire said, when Amy called. "Hmm, that's too bad," Amy said. "How about tomorrow. I've got some DVD's that we can watch at your house." Claire smiled. Amy really was obvious. "Sure, why don't you come over around noon." "Ok, see you then!" Claire went back to helping her brother and parents unload his stuff school stuff from the car. They had already gotten through most of it. "Was that Amy?" her Mother asked. "Yeah, she wanted to come over and watch some movies." "She doesn't wait, does she?" Claire smiled at her Mom's joke, but didn't respond when she saw her Brother scowling. Something was wrong. She would ask him about it tonight. They went out to eat at an Italian place, that was usually a bit too expensive for them. She could tell her brother was upset about something, but neither of her parents seemed to notice. They always thought that "that was just how he was," moody and overly serious. But she knew when he was feeling upset about something, or when he was just taking something seriously. "So how's UCLA?" her Mom asked. "Fine." "You like living in LA?" Tom shrugged. "We expect you to watch over our little girl next year," Dad said. Tom looked up at him, then over to Claire. Tom smiled. "Sorry, I'm just a bit tired right now." "That's alright Son. How's Kate?" "She's fine." Tom said, stabbing at his food, "Best girlfriend a guy could ask for." * After their parents went to bed, Claire went into Tom's room. He had just unpacked some of his books, and was trying to put them in some sort of order on his bookshelf. She sat on the chair next to his bed and watch him for a bit. "So what is it?" She said. He didn't respond at first, and she didn't push him any farther. He put a few books up on the shelf then got into it. "Kate is fucking other people." "You guys broke up?" "No, she's just fucking other people. She said she didn't think it was good to have a long distance relationship when you're 20, even when its only long distance for 3 months. So she wants to fuck other people over the summer." "So fuck other people. You can get girls just as easily as she can get a guy." "You've never met Kate, she could get any guy she wants. And she doesn't have to stay in the suburbs all summer, where everyone is either 16 or 50." "She sounds like a bitch." Tom sighed. "No, she just, likes having sex. She actually thought she was being nice by telling me about her plan." Claire thought about this for a bit, she tried to think of some place where her brother could meet women, but couldn't think of much. It was the suburbs and everyone she met was either still in or just out of High School. "We could go to a concert in the city sometime. There's usually girls around there." "Don't worry, I don't need my sister to hook me up. I'm mostly just angry at Kate. I really liked her." They were quite for a bit, as he finished his unpacking. "So what about you," he said. "You have a boyfriend?" "Well I've been on dates, but, not really." "Are you still a virgin? For some reason I didn't think you were anymore." "Well I've," she made a jerking hand movement. "It was a guy I met at a party, it was nice thinking I'd never have to see him again, so I could just have fun and not think about what people would say at school the next day." "That's not helping," Tom said. "Oh right." * That night she lay in bed thinking about her first sexual encounter. She didn't tell her brother everything, because she still wasn't sure how she felt about it. It hadn't been what she expected, but she was surprised how satisfying it had been. It had been three months earlier. Just after she had turned 18. Amy had heard about a party in the city from some people they regularly saw at concerts, and they decided that they could go there and come back before their weekend curfew. She knew some college guys would be there, and she couldn't help thinking that maybe she could do something that night. She thought she would make out a bit maybe, though her imagination went a bit farther. It was on the third floor of a small apartment block. There were about twenty people there. Including Stephan, who she always thought was cute. It was his friend's place, Dave, they were playing music from the band they liked, and had drinks and mixers in the kitchen. Amy didn't drink, because she was the one who had to drive them back. Stephan was funny. He was trying to start a small record label for local bands, while going to school for electrical engineering. He tried to explain to her the process of making your own guitar pedals, which was when she realized that she didn't really care what he was saying anymore. Dave had suggested it. He had some of Stephan's CD's in his room, and they could go in there and listen to them if they wanted. She didn't really think through the code at that point. They went into Dave's clean but cluttered room, Stephan found a CD and put it on. Then he kissed her. She let herself get into it. He smelled good, and she could feel the muscles along his torso. They sat down on the bed, and he quickly led her hand to his crotch. It was the first time she'd felt it, but she didn't take her hand away. She rubbed the bulge in his crotch and he grabbed at her hips and breasts. She undid the zipper for him. Then it was in her mouth. She was a bit surprised at first. She wasn't really sure whether she had done it on her own or whether he had led her down there. It had just happened. His large warm dick was filling up her mouth. The taste was not good, but appealing.. She wasn't really sure what to do. Of course she knew what to do, but it just seemed so strange to her. Then she felt his hands on her hair, slowly lifting her up and pushing her back down again. She took time to get used to the movement, then she started doing it herself. His hand held onto her hair, but lightly. He was getting harder and fuller in her mouth, as she was catching her rhythm. And then he came. The first shot hit her in the back of her throat, and she panicked, pulling off of him. The next shot hit her in the face, and the next one. The rest she caught in her mouth. He stood up and pulled up his pants, she had never seen a man smiling as much as he was at that moment, and it made her smile too. She wiped her face off on of the bed sheets, then stood up too. He kissed her, and they smiled at each other. "Should we join the party again?" he asked. "Sure." Claire and Amy left an hour later. They got in the car, and Amy put on a CD. There was an awkward silence, and Claire couldn't figure out why. "You have cum on your neck," Amy said. "Which side?" "Left." Claire found a napkin and wiped it off. She wasn't sure whether Amy was embarrassed or jealous, but she decided that she didn't care. Claire felt almost proud of herself. That night she lay in bed thinking about it. She realized that the guy hadn't given her his phone number, or done anything for her, but then she thought that maybe that was what she wanted. A first time with no complications. She arched her back, touching her clitoris. She imagined Stephan's dick in her mouth, insider her. Or another man, any other man who would fill her. * The next day Amy came over with a pile of DVDs, in a skirt that was a size too short. "Hi, Claire! How'd everything go getting your brother back home." "Fine," she said. "Come on, lets go make some lunch." They made something easy, tacos. Amy kept her eye out for Tom, but he usually stayed in his room when she was around. He valued his privacy, and knew he wouldn't get much of it around Amy. When they finished cooking Amy put on a Hong Kong movie. It was a bit of an artsy action movie, which both Amy and Claire enjoyed, and Claire new Tom enjoyed too. He came out towards the climax, when everything was exploding. Amy looked back at him casually, like she just noticed he was there. "Hi Tom, how's university life." "Fine," he said, trying to figure out what he was watching. "What's this?" "An early John Woo film." He watched for a minute or two longer, then left. Claire looked over at her friend, and noticed she was blushing bright red. * Over the next few weeks Tom called his girlfriend a few times. They seemed to still be on good relations. He would laugh, joke about things. Then he would tell her that he missed her, and the conversation would suddenly become quiet. Sometimes there would be a fight, sometimes not, but when he hung up he was always angry. He would spend the rest of the day locked up in his room, or punching the punching bag in the back yard. His parents were concerned, and even Claire was concerned, but he wouldn't let anyone talk to him about it. When Claire tried he just said there was nothing to talk about it. It was what it was. Two weeks into the summer he got into an argument with his girlfriend while Amy was there listening to music with Claire. The argument was a big one. Claire knew from what her brother had told her that Kate had started seeing one of his friends from University. But Amy was surprised, she had never heard him this angry. "What's going on?" "He's having problems with his girlfriend." "What sort of problems?" Claire wondered if she should tell Amy and then thought the better of it. The last thing her brother needed was Amy trying to be his new girlfriend. "I think it's usual long-distance relationship stuff. He just needs to get back to school." The tone of the phone call in the next room was enough to make Claire see that was a feeble excuse though. "Have you heard from Stephan?" Amy asked. "I think that was just a one time thing." Amy smiled. "Listen to this," pulling a new song up on her computer. * When the phone call was over, Amy excused herself to the bathroom. Then a bit later Claire heard Amy knocking on her brother's door. Claire opened her door a bit, so she could hear what was going on in the hallway. She would interrupt if needed. She didn't want Amy to make her brother any angrier than he already was. "Yeah," Tom said. "Hi Tom." "Hi." "I just wanted to say, it sucks that you have to stay here all summer, away from your friends." "Yeah." "I just want to say, that if I can ever do anything to help, I'd be happy to do it." She paused, and then repeated the word "anything." There was a long silence. Claire felt herself holding her breath. "Thanks," Tom said, closing the door. When Amy came back to the room, she was blushing again. * The next day Amy came over with some stuff for baking. Claire was by this time sick of spending so much time at her house, but after what happened the day before, Amy couldn't stay away. Claire at this point wanted to keep the two of them apart. She didn't know why but she was sure one of them was going to do something they regretted. "I'm not going to help you with that," Claire said. "It's cake," Amy said, "Cake is good!" "Can't we just go to a coffee shop or something, I don't like baking. "Oh you, I'll do the baking, you make us tea or something. Claire shrugged and started to make them tea, while Amy started gathering ingredients. Then Tom came into the room. "Hey, just coming to get a drink." He had to wait for Amy to move from the refrigerator. Claire could see that he was eying he legs and ass as he waited. She wondered if Amy was giving him extra time. "Sorry," Amy said, with a handful of food. It's all yours. Tom grabbed a bottled water out of the refrigerator and went back to his room. The water on the stove hit a boil, and Claire poured it into two cups of green tea, then sat at the table, and watched her friend bake. "It's going to be fun at UCLA," Amy said. "High School is stupid, but UCLA will be fun." "Do you know what you're going to study?" Claire asked. "Not yet. You?" "I think just English." "I might study something like Math. I like math." She drank some tea. Then she heard it, and Amy heard it at the same time. Tom was calling his girlfriend in the other room. He hadn't bothered to close the door. "Hey," he said. "I just wanted to call to see if we can make up for last night." Then silence. Neither Claire nor Amy spoke. "What do you mean you can't talk right now?" "Wait, do you have Daniel over there?" "Are you fucking someone while you're on the phone with me?" "Oh, not yet, but once you get off the phone with me." Amy had stopped working on the dough now; she was just listening. "What sort of fucked up logic is that? You're so hurt by this all that you have to cheat on me." "No." "No." "No." Then they heard him hang up and slam of the phone down. Amy was breathing heavily. She started working on the dough again, urgently now, trying to calm down. Claire could feel the tension too. Somewhere in the other room her brother's footsteps were enough to tell her how angry he was. He walked into the kitchen. She was sitting right across from him, in the dining room, but he didn't seem to see her. He walked deliberately towards Amy, reached under her skirt and pulled her underwear down. Amy stopped what she was doing, but she didn't move. Behind her he kept on hand on her ass, and unzipped himself with the other. She only saw it for a moment. Her brother was bigger than Stephan. Amy gasped when he put it in. Claire knew she should leave, but she sat there, stunned. Her friend was holding her breath, getting used to him pressing himself deep with in her, until he started moving, slowly faster, until he was fucking her up against the counter. He was angry. He fucked her fast, pushing her into the counter with his hips and pulling her back towards him with his arm. Her eyes were closed concentrating on what she was feeling. She was breathing heavily, and trying to respond to what he was doing, but mostly she couldn't do anything. Then she moaned. "Yeah." She was doing her best to give him encouragement, but only single words came out. "fuck, fuck, fuck." Then he tensed, and a few more thrusts. His eyes closed, his breath slowing down. "Do you want this?" he said. She nodded, but didn't say anything. Then he pulled out and went back to his room. Amy was still bent over the counter, She didn't move for a minute or two. Finally, she pulled her panties up, and stood in the middle of the room. Staring at nothing in particular. "Claire?" she said. "Do you want to go to a pharmacy with me? I need the morning after pill." "Sure." "Thanks. Where's my keys. "Here," Claire said, picking them up off the table. "Thanks," she said. Then she smiled, like she was pleased with herself. Young Love Hello, here is the continuation of She Wolf series. You may want to read that series before reading this story. This is Malcolm's and Kyra's story. This will be a short story, not a chapter series. So please read and then relax. I want to thank Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are no reflection on this gentleman, who so graciously agreed to help me with this story. Malcolm Brandt watched her. She'd shifted to her wolf form and was chasing a small white rabbit. He knew she'd catch her prey, but he so enjoyed watching her play. He smiled as he remembered the first time he saw her. They were kids and he had gone to town to run an errand for his mother. While there, he was accosted by some kids. Malcolm grew up in what the people around considered a gated community. The inhabitants of the community were preselected, and the people who lived in the town tried to move there but were often refused entry. Most people accepted it and moved on. However, a few disgruntled ones complained. Malcolm was picking up some things for his mother when two boys started tormenting him. Many people saw what was happening, but walked by saying nothing. That is until Kyra. Malcolm was walking to the bus top to head back home when the boys grabbed him. The bigger one was about to punch him when out of nowhere a person knocked the guy off. This gave Malcolm a chance to fight back. After they had chased off the villains, Malcolm thanked the girl for her help and they became inseparable. He invited her to visit his home, and she hesitated at first. So they agreed that he'd visit town each week and they'd hang out. She walked with him to the bus stop and they talked. She called her brother to meet her just in case the two guys came back. Soon, he loaded and left. The next week, Malcolm made sure he did everything he was supposed to so he could go see his new friend. Kyra had the ability to mask her scent, so Malcolm did not know she was a werewolf at first. Wednesday night, he'd gotten permission from his mother to visit the city and she explained the importance of keeping his secret. She also reminded him that he needed to request permission from the Alphas before inviting a human to visit. Friday morning, Malcolm bravely walked to the Alpha's office. He wanted to bring his new friend to the compound, but she was human. Javon invited him in and had him sit. The alpha listened. Malcolm was often quiet. He was an Omega, as was the rest of his family, but Javon felt that it was something about this kid. His station was going to be higher than that of an Omega. "So Malcolm, what are you up to?" Javon queried, after he'd closed the office door. He and is mate Elsie had not had had pups yet, so he really enjoyed spending time with the young ones. Malcolm relaxed and talked about his accomplishments in school, and things he'd done with his responsibilities to the pack. Javon was impressed. "Alpha Javon, I've met a girl." He whispered. Javon laughed, "Son you're a little young to mate aren't you?" he teased. Malcolm stiffened. "No sir, not that, she's really nice and I wanted to invite her here tomorrow. Momma said I could go see...." He stopped, realizing he was addressing their leader. Javon smiled. "Listen Malcolm, it's fine. Just send me a message so I can tell everyone to stay human alright. Malcolm smiled and stood to shake his alphas hand, "Thank you sir. I hope I can get Kyra to visit here soon. Maybe her brother can come with her was well." He was excited, and soon their talk ended and he reported back to his chores. Javon sat for a few minutes after Malcolm had gone and reflected. He knew a She wolf had requested asylum for herself and her pups. He wondered if this girl was one of her pups. He was sure one of her girls was named Kyra. Love, what's going on? Elise his mate sent. Nothing love, we can talk later.he assured her. Meanwhile, Malcolm planned to rise early so he could meet Kyra in the city. "Hey what are you smiling about?" Kyra asked interrupting his memories. Malcolm turned and looked at her. She'd shifted back and was completely naked. His body hardened. He wanted her, and he knew he had to have her soon. He turned his back, "Kyra, dress and then we can talk." He stated a bit gruffly. When he turned away from her, Kyra felt hurt. He was often avoiding her now. He never wanted to be alone with her. He often made excuses not to be together. When they visited home, she stayed with her mother and stepfather and Malcolm stayed with his family. He seemed to avoid her. He would be with her when others were around, and they were seldom alone. His actions hurt, because Kyra knew he was her mate and she could not understand what the problem was. She dressed quickly and told him she was done. He turned back around and smiled at her. She returned the smile, but he knew something was wrong. "Kyra, what's wrong?' he asked. "Malcolm, are you upset with me? You don't like looking at me. " She stopped, hating how insecure she sounded. Malcolm looked at her, flabbergasted. "Kyra, you're beautiful, perfect even. But I won't take advantage of you. You said you wanted to wait and I am trying to respect that, but when you're naked in front of me..." he took a deep breath. "I mean, when you're naked in front of me, it's hard. I want to make love to you so badly that I ache, but it's not time yet." Kyra was confused. They'd been together since they were thirteen years old. They were often naked together. Weres had no problem with nudity. It was a natural state for them. Malcolm clearly read her confusion, and decided that he needed to clarify some things for his future mate. He moved and lay across her body. His hardened cock was pressed against the apex of her thighs. He rotated his hips as he stared in her eyes. She could see his desire, feel the fire he held within. "Malcolm, why?" he kissed her. He had too. His mate had no idea how tempting she was. He knew who she was when he was too young to even comprehend what it meant. He'd go through hell for her, and he stood with her as she literally went through hell. She tempted him beyond reason, but he knew she was not ready for sex. Wolves are amorous creatures, but Kyra shied away from that aspect of were life. At first he didn't understand, but she was his best friend and he simply accepted it. A few years ago, her older sister conceived when she was not mated. He then learned of her true heritage. She was a hybrid, and because of that trait, her body could do things a regular werewolf could not. So he waited, but it was so hard. "Kyra, we have to wait. There are too many risks. I want you so badly, that sometimes I can't think. I can't sleep, but the fact is if we have sex, something could happen. I'm scared." He confessed. Kyra flowed into his arms. "Malcolm, I'm yours. I've always been yours. I'm ready when you are." She kissed him. He held her so close, so tight. She laughed and extracted herself from his arms. "Baby, we need to talk in private. Not here, let's go to your room." She whispered. Malcolm and Kyra walked backed hand in hand to his dormitory. They walked to his room where they found his roommate and his roommate's girlfriend. They were arguing as Malcolm and Kyra waked in. "Hey, guys, what's wrong?" Malcolm asked. "Man, it's nothing. She's tripping." Matt, his roommate explained. "Nothing, it's nothing. Asshole, I'm pregnant. My parents are going to kill me. How can you say it's nothing?" Gina, Matt's girlfriend screamed. "I'm here on scholarships through my family's church. They will be revoked if this gets out and I will have to drop out of school. The church has strict beliefs and this baby ruins everything for me. My parents will pull me from this school and I'll have to move back home. With all the legislation on abortions, you know can't have one. My parents cannot know about this, so we need to figure something out." Matt stared at her dumbfounded, and the blank look on his face made her even angrier. "I can't believe you think this is not serious." she screeched as she hit him once more. Malcolm froze, and watched the couple fight. "Gina, it'll be alright," he offered. He hugged her, wishing he had a true solution to this problem for them. Matt stood, not speaking for a moment, then he opened his mouth. "Um, Gina. I don't know-" he uttered. Gina scoffed and moved away from Matt, as she stared at her clueless boyfriend. Kyra had sat at this point and was just listening. If she and Malcolm did this, she could too conceive. Was she really ready for that? Eventually Matt and Gina needed space. Kyra asked Gina to walk with her and Matt and Malcolm talked in the dorm room. "Kyra, I know you all think I'm a selfish troll. But my family was so proud of me when I got accepted here. I am the youngest of seven kids; the only one that has made it to college. The church offered to cover my tuition, but they added a stipulation that I remain chaste. We used protection, and I really don't know what happened. I love Matt, but when they learn of this, I won't see him again. They will take me back home. My parents will be disgraced and they don't deserve that. This baby hurts so many and I cannot have it." She took a deep breath. "I am not ready to be a mother. The thing is it's not really his fault. But he's so nonchalant; it's driving me in sane." Kyra sat quietly and listened. Soon, Gina was all talked out. Kyra decided to speak. "Gina, I know it may not seem like it, but this isn't the end. It seems like it now, but really it will be alright. I mean having a baby is a big deal, but it's not the end if the world." Gina just stared at her. She and Kyra were not friends. They barely spoke. Why was she trying to advise her? "Look, Kyra, I know you mean well, but you don't know my situation. You don't understand; see my parents have strict values and beliefs. They don't even know I have a boyfriend, let alone..." She inhaled. "You know what; it's not really your business. Stay out of it." She demanded as she walked off. Kyra decided to have a seat in the lobby to wait on Malcolm. She sent to him mentally and told him where she was. Malcolm answered and said he'd be down as soon as he finished talking to Matt. As the girls talked, Matt opened up to Malcolm. "I'm scared man, but excited. I know this is not good for her but it's my kid man, my blood, my family. How can I be upset about that? I know her folks are like super religious, that's why she never wanted them to meet me. I mean they were here visiting a few months back, and she asked me to not come around for a few days. She's ashamed of me man. I know that. I mean look at me. I'm big, not good looking, and broke. I have scars, yet she never shied away from me. I'm here because of the military. I enlisted served five years. After getting hurt in Syria, I was dismissed and the money I accrued is covering my tuition. I can't pay hers. She's right about that. I love Gina, and I don't want to lose her. We will figure this out. We just need to talk." Malcolm just listened. Matt was a great guy. He hoped he and Gina could talk and resolve this, because they both deserved to be happy. As Kyra was sitting, she contemplated what sex with Malcolm could mean. They were already mates. They had accepted each other. In all honesty, they didn't have to wait. They could take precautions to prevent pregnancy. She was twenty years old as was Malcolm and they didn't need permission. But she knew he hesitated, and she understood why. None of the pack realized that Celia and Blaine were not mated when Benny was conceived. They just assumed they mated one night in the heat of passion resulting in her handsome nephew. They were so young, and had yet to experience life. Knowing Malcolm, he wanted to wait until he could support her and any pups they had before creating a child. But she was now tired of waiting, Soon Malcolm and Matt joined her in the lobby. "Where's Gina?" Matt asked. His expression was that of a man determined to take control of the situation. "She left. I'm not sure where she went. She didn't say." Kyra explained. "I'm going to find her," Matt stated and then he walked out to search for his girlfriend. Malcolm, sat down. "Hey we can go to the room and talk a bit if you'd like?" he suggested. "No, I'm going back to my room. I want to spend sometime alone. Will you be OK by yourself?" she asked. Disappointed, but trying to hide it, Malcolm said, "Ok that's fine. I'll call you and we can talk later." She hugged him and they share a brief kiss. Malcolm walked her across campus to her dorm and waited until she went to her room. Something was different about her. Her attitude towards him had cooled. I wonder does this have to do with Gina getting pregnant? Malcolm sat pondering this situation. He knew that his situation and Matt's were completely different, because where Matt had no one. He and Kyra had their families and an entire pack that would support them. He wished he could bring Matt into the pack, but he could not. They had to remain hidden from humans. So he had to keep his true nature secret, but he'd still be there for his friend. Shaking away the cobwebs in his brain, he went back to his dorm. Matt came back clearly upset. Gina had decided to get an illegal abortion and didn't want to see him anymore. Matt was extremely distraught. "She wants to kill my baby man; she wants to kill him." He cried over and over. Malcolm had no words, but he could be there. He sat up all night with his roommate. Matt and Malcolm did not start out as roommates. His first roommate, Nick, left school a year before. He realized that college life wasn't for him. Malcolm was glad that he left. He almost made him lose Kyra. Last year, Matt transferred to Denton from community college. He was a nice guy, a bit of a recluse, but nice. Gina was his first real girlfriend and Malcolm knew this was going to be hard for him. So he sat with him and listened. He didn't try to fix it, just be there. The next day, the two young men had to track her down. Kyra needed to think. She wanted to mate now. Malcolm and she both had a few more years before finishing school, but mating would not affect their ability to go to school. The only thing was if she became pregnant, they'd have to make some changes, but she knew her mother and sister, as well as the rest of the pack would support them. Not being an overtly sexual creature, Kyra had no idea how to convince him that she was ready. She had never been with anyone, but she knew Malcolm was not a virgin. He lost his virginity on his eighteenth birthday in the woods when he snuck off from his party. Kyra looked up and her best friend was gone. He came back a half hour later with Missy, a girl Kyra could not stand wearing an shit eating grin. Kyra hated the other female in that moment, but she remembered that she had no rights, he was just her friend. Later that evening, Malcolm share with her in vivid detail of his first time. He and Missy slept together a few more times, and then she met her mate, a theta wolf from another pack. Other than Missy, Malcolm had not been with anyone else. Bored and desperate, Kyra went online to search for suggestions and she found some interesting things. Deciding that porn was not the way to go, she logged off. Her roommate came home after a hot date and reeked of sex. "Hey, you're back." Kyra greeted her. They were not best friends, but they got along well enough. Brenda looked at Kyra and recognized her for what she was, a sexually frustrated and repressed woman. "Girl, you haven't let that man fuck you yet? What are you waiting on? Damn as fine as he is, I'd be on my back, legs spread every night. You are strong girl, real strong." she stated. Kyra decided she'd ask her what to do. "He wants to wait, I mean, at first he said he wouldn't pressure me and that a was fine, but now..." she looked away embarrassed. Brenda laughed, "Now you want the dick and don't know how to ask for it. Look girl, I can school you, but first you have to stop being so serious. I mean it's just pussy. All women have them. Have you ever cum? I mean played with yourself." She asked curiously because she had never heard Kyra pleasure herself in the two years they shared a room. Kyra blushed, and looked away. She didn't want to talk about that. "First girl, you have to stop being so damn shy. Start simple, look at yourself naked and then touch yourself. Kyra stammered, "I've seen myself naked. I don't need-" Brenda interrupted , "I'm talking about really looking at yourself, your tits, pussy, and ass. Then touch yourself. Learn what you like and once you can pleasure yourself, you can teach him what you want." Kyra nodded. What Brenda said made sense. How could she tell Malcolm what she wanted when she had no idea. "Hey Brenda, thanks." Kyra whispered. Brenda giggled, "Good, now have fun playing." Then she went to bed. Kyra waited until she was asleep and then she stripped. Standing before the full length mirror on her closet door, Kyra admired her body. She realized that she was beautiful, and her body was amazing. Her breasts were small but firm, she glanced down her body until she reached the triangle of brownish red hair at the apes of her thighs. For the first time, she touched her nipple and felt a sensation in the pit of her stomach. Her nipples pebbled, Kyra closed her eyes and imagined Malcolm was touching her again. He loved to stroke her nipples when they kissed, but he never went beyond simply touching her, or she him. It was always through her clothes. Even when they stripped to run, he would often avert his gaze and not touch her when she was nude. As she thought of him, she recalled how magnificent his body was. Malcolm was one good looking man. He was fine as hell, but he didn't flaunt himself. She'd often see other females watching him, but he was completely clueless. As she thought of her mate, her body became aroused, her pussy became wetter. She slid her hand down her stomach to her hair between her thighs. Kyra was so lost in the feelings that she didn't realize her roommate had woken up. Benda was watching Kyra explore her body and her pussy was now on fire. She could tell Kyra was so close and not sure what to do, so she eased out of bed to help. "Oh God, Brenda, I didn't mean, she started to apologize. "No, let me help." Brenda offered, as she cupped Kyra's sex. Her dexterous fingers found her clitoral hood and stroked her. Kyra was no longer even pretending to resist her room mate stroked her burning pussy. "Ummm, Brenda," she moaned. "Bed, Kyra, let's lay down." Brenda whispered. Her roommate's pussy was incredible, and she was dying to sample it. Kyra froze. "Baby, please," Brenda pleaded. Kyra moved to her bed and the two girls lay out. Brenda kissed her, and Kyra was so aroused she responded. Soon Brenda had to taste her pussy. So she dropped to her knees, and spread her thighs. Kyra's pussy was amazing to Brenda, fresh and heavenly. She latched on to her pussy and sucked her clit. Kyra had never experienced anything that amazing before. She groaned loudly. Brenda licked her slit, and then drove her tongue into her hole. Kyra almost leaped off the bed. But Brenda held her still as she pleasured her with her tongue. And then it happened. Warm hot fluid filled Brenda's mouth as Kyra screamed. Kyra came on her friend's tongue so hard that her cum drenched the bed beneath her. Brenda greedily drank as much as she could. Then she quickly moved to the bed to hold Kyra close. He two women shared an intimate embrace as Kyra's equilibrium returned. "Brenda, that was, wow!" Kyra stammered then she remembered her mate. She'd cheated. Pushing Brenda away, she leaped from the bed, "Oh no, Malcolm. I cheated." She wailed. Young Love Brenda moved and pulled her in her arms. "He never has to know. Besides, it was just masturbating right?" She asked, but she knew it was more than that. She'd just made love to her roommate and knew she'd want her again. But she recognized that this girl loved Malcolm, and he was a great guy. But Kyra didn't need to feel guilty. "Kyra, listen. You don't have to tell him. It was just a one off right? One offs don't count." She explained. Kyra nosed and hugged her roommate, and soon her body was aroused again. "Kyra, we need to stop." Brenda explained. "Look, now you see sex isn't scary, go get your man. I'll help you, alright." She promised. "Brenda, you're the best thanks." Kyra whispered and the two girls went to there respective sides of the room and went to sleep. Kyra dreamed of finally making love to Malcolm, and Brenda dreamed f Kyra. The next morning Matt called Gina and she didn't answer. He feared she'd done something dangerous. After all she did say she was getting rid of the problem. Malcolm saw his concern and scented his fear, and offered to help find her. Malcolm called Kyra and explained what was happening. She offered to help as well. They both knew how to track, as wolves it was an inherent trait. The three friends began searching. After hours of hitting dead ends, they called the police and were told that they had to wait a day before a missing person's report could be filed; however, there were areas she could have gone too. Kyra felt a chill. The Groves, would she have gone there? She looked at Malcolm and then Matt. She could read from their expressions that they were thinking the same thing. "Let's go." Matt stated eerily calm, and they rushed to Malcolm's jeep. They drove in silence until they reached the dark, dank, and desolate area. Old abandoned buildings, dilapidated housings, and litter marked the streets. Malcolm held Kyra close. This area was dangerous. So dangerous that even the local police stayed out. However, they had a mission. They had to find Gina. Malcolm sniffed the air and the pungent smell of human waste burned his nostrils. He trudged onward, and Kyra joined him. They caught her scent and rushed to a row of old abandoned houses, located behind a large building. Matt ran with them, terrified at what they might find. He had one prayer, that Gina and his child were alright. Soon after following searching through several abandoned homes, they found her. Matt screamed for Gina, and heard her cry out. The two young men kicked down the flimsy door. Gina was tied to a makeshift hospital bed, bleeding profusely. The old woman that performed the illegal abortion had ran. She knew people were looking for this girl, so she made herself scarce. She had lost so much blood and was so weak. Malcolm told Matt to call for help, but seeing how badly she was bleeding they had to get her somewhere right away. So they cut her loose and carried her to Malcolm's jeep. The three friends rushed her to the local hospital. On the ride to the hospital, Gina lost consciousness. Matt held her and cried. He swore to her that she'd be ok. Once they arrived, the emergency team took over. Matt called her parents and explained that she was hurt and they needed to come. Malcolm held Kyra close. They both prayed that Gina survived. She was in surgery for hours. Her parents arrived and demanded to know what happened. The police were there and explained that this was the result of an illegal abortion. He mom was speechless, and her father was livid. After talking to the police, the doctor came out to address her parents. Her parents had flown there from Georgia. The doctor explained that she was stable but critical. He also told the parents what really happened. Gina's father looked at the two men standing there. He confronted Malcolm first, but Matt spoke up. Her father was so angry that he punched Matt in the face, knocking him to the floor. Matt didn't even feel the punch. His child was gone, and the girl he loved would be taken from him. Her father was livid, and he didn't blame him. However, her mother intervened and pulled her husband away, as Matt lay sobbing on the floor. Malcolm helped his friend up and they walked to anther waiting area. Security came, and Matt was ordered to leave. Malcolm and Kyra went with him. The three friends sat in the parking lot, not speaking. Matt whispered, "Malcolm, Kyra, thank you. You didn't have to help me but you did. I just hope she's alright. I know her parents will take her with them and I won't see her again, but I never intended for this to happen. She didn't have to go there, or do that; I would have stood up, been a man. Now, I'll never..." he stopped sobbing uncontrollably. Malcolm embraced his friend, as Kyra rubbed his back. Soon Malcolm drove back to the dorm. He dropped Kyra off first and told her he'd be over soon. Then he took his roommate back to their room. "Matt, shower man, then lay down. I'm here man. I'm here." He assured his friend. He wanted to call Matt's family, but he grew up in foster care and had no siblings. So right now he'd be his brother for as long as he needed. He was really worried about his roommate. He'd never seen him this down, this despondent. For a moment, Malcolm imagined if he were in this situation and then could not finish that thought. For he knew, Kyra would never harm their child if they ever conceived one. His heart broke for his friend, and he honestly didn't know how to help. So Malcolm did the one thing he knew to do. He called home. His Dad answered, and he explained what had occurred. He told them about the illegal abortion, finding Gina, and what happened at the hospital. He was certain that her family would not let Matt see her again. His Dad listened, and then offered what advice he could. The gist of it was to just be there while his friend needed him. Malcolm thanked his dad, and then kept watch over his friend. Wolves were pack creatures. If one was hurting everyone tried to absorb the pain to help them through. This situation with Matt was no different. Meanwhile, at her dorm Kyra was thinking. How afraid was Gina to do something so heinous. If she ever conceived, she'd never hurt her baby. She and Malcolm would... Kyra stopped. Malcolm was already hesitant about becoming intimate. Now after this, she might not get to have him until they were well in there thirties. She called her sister. Celia always gave sage advice. "Hey, Kyra. Glad you called. How's school?" "It's fine. My grades are good. How is everyone at home?" she asked. She knew Momma was going to visit Aunt Nicky this weekend and Thaddeus was supposed to babysit Theo and Jonathan. The two boys were so big now. Her niece, Nickie, was growing like a weed and her nephew Benny was turning into little heart throb. Her brother BJ and his wife Julianne had adopted three pups and she loved them to pieces as well. She wasn't afraid of becoming a mother, She knew her family would be there for them. But for Malcolm, he didn't want to father a child this soon, so they'd keep waiting. "Kyra, what's wrong?" Celia asked. She knew her sister, and she didn't call home often. Something was bothering her. At Celia's query, Kyra spilled. Celia listened, stunned. A girl almost died. Kyra went on to explain that she and Malcolm had yet to be together. She felt he was afraid of her and wanted a normal woman. A regular woman would not trap him with a baby. Celia listened, then she spoke. "You two need to talk. You are mates, but you are also very young. You both need to decide what is best for the both of you. Just because you are destined to mate, doesn't mean you can't have a life of your own. Talk to him. Decide together what you both need." Kyra nodded. The realizing Celia could not see her, she answered yes. Then Kyra went silent. She needed to talk to someone about last night, but she didn't want her sister to think badly of her. "Now what are you not telling me. I know there is more." Celia prompted. "I let my roommate give me oral sex last night. Celia. I am so embarrassed. It's just that I was so turned on and she was there. Then she touched me and it felt so good. I could have stopped, said no but..." Kyra stopped too embarrassed to go on. Her sister might think badly of her and she didn't know how to handle that. "Did you enjoy it Kyra?" Celia asked. "Yes, it was amazing. But I cheated on him, Celia. He may not want me anymore." Kyra confessed. Celia laughed. "Baby sis, men, were men, have no problem with women pleasuring each other. As a matter of fact it's often encouraged. Think about it. The females are together often and the males don't mind. Talk to Malcolm, tell him, if you need to. But remember, you two need to talk. Kyra listened and agreed with her sister. It was time to make grown-up decisions. She had to decide if she wanted Malcolm enough to agree to wait on his terms. He kept saying he didn't want to rush her and would wait, but she was tired of waiting. She loved him and wanted to show that she belonged to him. They could be together, take precautions. Pregnancy was preventable. Kyra hung up from her sister and felt better. Kyra decided to take some time and think. Because of Matt, she didn't see Malcolm for a few days. That was fine. She understood. Her heart broke for his friend and Gina. After a few days had passed, Kyra had an epiphany; she and Malcolm needed to face this. She called Malcolm and left a message for him to call her. After hanging up, Kyra headed to class. So for the first time, she skipped her usual dowdy jeans and top and went with a sporty short set . As she walked to class, many guys noticed as well as a few girls. As class ended, Malcolm sent her a message that he was outside. Kyra walked out to meet him, and as she approached, he was floored. He knew Kyra was gorgeous, but he'd never seen her dressed so provocatively. "Hi, how's Matt? Have you talked to him?" she asked as she kissed his cheek. "He was in the room earlier. I sat with him a while. Wait baby, those shorts are really short. Um, I like it." "I'm glad. I wore them for you." She answered as she sashayed away. Malcolm was enthralled as she walked away. He noticed that he was not the only guy looking. So he soon followed, placing a possessive arm around her to make sure all the other males knew she was taken. "What's going on Kyra? You wanted to talk." He asked as they walked. Kyra took a deep breath and stopped. She turned to face her mate. "Malcolm, I don't want to wait any more. I want to mate, become one. We have been together since we were kids, and there will never be another man for me. If I'm wrong, and you don't really want me. I'll back off. I just-" he kissed her. Leading her into a secluded place near the lake, Malcolm had her clothes stripped from her body in minutes. His own clothes soon followed. Their first kiss sent feelings of electric currents flowing through their bodies. They were both afraid, but excited at the same time. Malcolm laid her down on the warm grass. It was a thick, cool, natural blanket, fragrant and moist feeling. He gently lay alongside of her, as she lay on her back. Kissing her softly, he kneaded her breast. He loved the feel of her hard nipples pressing against his palm, and he slowly leaned over to lick them. Kyra groaned. He pulled Kyra on top of him. Malcolm's cock stood up long, tall, hard, leaking pre-cum. He needed his woman and could be denied no longer. Malcolm wanted to go slow, taste her, but now he could no wait. Moving between her spread thighs, Malcolm entered his mate, ripping through her barrier in one quick swoop. He knew it would hurt, so he stopped and waited until she was ready. Then he moved. Slowly he rocked in and out of her body. He wanted to show her that he loved her, treasured her, but he had very little experience with women, and after a few strokes, Malcolm exploded deep inside Kyra's womb. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He chanted as he came, knowing his performance was not the best. Kyra held him close as he calmed down, and then she laughed. "Um, baby, we had sex, but we haven't actually mated. We didn't bite each other." Malcolm was so embarrassed, because he was inexperienced. He had only had sex once when he was eighteen and then the girl, Missy, was in control. He moved to roll off of her, but she held him still. "Malcolm, it will happen. When the time is right, we will mate." He had to kiss her. His mate understood and was willing to be with him again. He rolled off of her and pulled her body on top of his. Kyra wanted him again and he was still hard, so slowly she lifted her body and slid down his cock. Malcolm groaned as his girlfriend rode him. Kyra loved the feel of his cock being inside of her and she went wild. Malcolm grabbed her hips to help control her thrust, but there was no way she would slow down. "Baby, baby, pinch my clit." She whispered. Malcolm drove his fingers through the course red hair of her sex to find her love button. As her rode him, he massaged the button. He felt her cavern quiver. Then Kyra started moaning. She needed to taste him. It was time. "Malcolm, I need." She whimpered.. "Baby, I'm yours." He ranted. She bit the special spot on his neck tasting the blood of her husband for the first time as her pussy came all over his rigid pole. Malcolm was not done. They would be mated this day, of that he was sure. "Baby, turn over. Shift. He ordered, and she did. Shifting to his wolf form and mounting her, Malcolm plowed her newly used pussy furiously. Within seconds, his knot formed and he instinctively pushed it inside of her, locking himself to his mate. He came hard and bit into her flesh, marking her as his forever. Under the blanket in the forest, Malcolm howled to signal to the others that his woman had been marked. They both shifted back to human form as Kyra lay her head on her husbands chest. She listened, waiting to hear if on this night their child had been conceived, and it was not. No small life grew within her womb. After tonight, they'd take precautions. They lay on the forest floor, a tangle of arms and legs, both filled with a real sense of contentment and love for each other, knowing they were made for each other. Since the first time they met, they both knew they would never part now, this was for life. I love you, mate. I'm so glad we can finally be together. Kyra sent mentally to Malcolm who was just smiling at her like the cat that swallowed the canary. "Kyra, I'm so happy. I love you so much." he whispered. "Baby, we have a problem. You are now my wife, and there is no way in hell I will sleep without you next to me." Malcolm whispered. "Baby, we can get a small apartment. Let's start looking tomorrow." She suggested. Malcolm kissed his mate once more and the he had a thought. They went bareback; could she be. No, I'm not pregnant. If I were I'd know. Kyra told him mentally. Malcolm sighed in relief. From now on he'd buy condoms and protect her. They were not ready to become parents. Malcolm and Kyra redressed and returned to campus. As soon as Matt saw them, he smiled and winked at his roommate. "Hey you two, congrats! It's about time. Look, Malcolm, I can bunk in with Kev tonight and let you guys have the room." He offered. Kyra started to refuse when Malcolm growled and pulled her close. "Thanks man. We're going to find an apartment tomorrow. Matt froze for a second and then he smiled. Malcolm knew that Matt was afraid of being on his own again. Gina had withdrew and returned home with her family. Matt had very few friends. Malcolm was the only person he trusted, but he couldn't expect him to stop living for him. He was happy for him because he knew how he felt about Kyra , and she him. He'd just stay with Kev for a few nights and give them privacy. Since Malcolm was moving out, he'd have to expect a new roommate. Meanwhile, Kyra's roommate Brenda was having a hard time. The other night with Kyra was the most amazing. She could not stop thinking about that girl, but she knew she never stood a chance. Looking at the time, Brenda realized that Kyra was probably with Malcolm and she needed to find a way to lose her fascination with her. Malcolm and Kyra made love once they reached his room. As they lay depleted in coital bliss, Kyra's phone rang. Brenda was worried and wondering if she was alright. She assured her that she was fine and staying with Malcolm tonight. "Girl you finally got some. Good. Don't turn into a nympho. Now girl, wear him out." Brenda teased and then she hung up. Brenda's call reminded her of their amorous activities the night before. She had to tell Malcolm. Malcolm noticed that Kyra went quiet after speaking with her roommate. "Baby, what's wrong?" he asked. "I, um, I did something the other night, and I don't know how to tell you." Kyra whispered. Malcolm stiffened. "Baby, what? Tell me." he prompted. "I let Brenda give me oral sex. I'm sorry..." then she realized he was laughing. She hit him with a pillow. "That's not funny; I was unfaithful to you." She leveled at him. "No, baby you were not. You were horny and she helped you get some relief. Man I have to thank that girl. You really loosened up." He teased. Then he realized she was truly upset. "Kyra, you are my wife. We had not mated last night, so being with her is really no big deal. Now, if you are with her again, it would be cheating. But I know you and last night was just a one off. I trust you baby. You are my life." He kissed her gently and she held him close. "Besides, you forgave me for Missy. I can overlook Brenda." He added with a chuckle. Soon his stomach rumbled and he looked at Kyra cuddling into him and issued an order. "Hungry now, as the wife you should cook for your man, woman." He teased. Kyra looked up at him glaringly and decided this was the time to explain her role. "Cook what? Ramen noodles, that's all you guys eat and I am not your servant. You can cook for yourself. Oh, and while you are at it, husband, I would like a salad as well." She added smiling. Malcolm got up. Loving her playful side and needing to care for his woman. He made them a quick sandwich and they soon fell asleep. Kyra awoke disoriented tat first then she remembered she was with her husband. They needed to contact the alphas and their families to let them know they'd mated. Then today they'd find an off campus apartment. The next morning, Kyra called her mother. "Hello, Momma. I have to tell you something." She said when Nina answered. "Hello beautiful, go on." Nina replied, already suspecting that she'd mated with Malcolm. Kyra shared her news and Nina was really happy for her. "Baby, are you alright? You didn't conceive did you?" she asked. Nina knew that one of the reasons Malcolm was so hesitant was the possibility of Kyra getting pregnant quickly. "No Momma. I haven't. We're alright. We're coming home to visit this weekend and we can talk. I need to call Madam Alpha and Celia." The two women chatted a bit more, and then hung up. Nina sent the news to Thaddeus who was overjoyed for the new couple. The Alpha pair received the news in kind. They reminded the young couple that they were pack and could always come t them for help. That afternoon when they finished class, the two searched and found a reasonably priced studio apartment that they could move into. Malcolm called his mother, and told her of his mating. She cried. She knew he was destined to be with Kyra. She'd always known. The two of them were always together and when Kyra moved to Nashville, it ripped her son apart. She held him each night as he cried for her. She was devastated when the girl returned after her aunt was taken. Malcolm stood with her, never leaving her side. In truth, he was her husband before the sex act and bites even occurred. He stood with her through things most men would have run away from. Now he had claimed her. He was finally happy. Young Love As she hung up the phone, her mate spoke Love. They will be fine. They have always belonged together. he explained. Who are you trying to convince, me or yourself? I'm surprised he waited so long. It's about time. Now finally we might get a grandbaby or two. She teased. I love you. Finish working, and we can celebrate tonight. she promised. Malcolm and Kyra found a small apartment and secured it, instead of visiting home, as earlier planned. The young couple along with their friends moved into their new place. Brenda, and a few friends helped Kyra pack her things, and Matt and Kev helped Malcolm. The Alpha's provided basic furnishings for the young couple, so they only had to pay moving fees and not purchase furniture. The next weekend, Malcolm and Kyra went home. The Alphas and their families welcomed them. Nina had just returned from a short visit with Nicolette and was happy to have her baby and new son visit. Kyra and Malcolm stayed with her parents for their first night at home and then his parents on the second night. The weekend ended and they returned to school. During the visit, the young couple met with the alphas and both sets of parents. They explained their plans for the future. Their families were proud and supportive. Celia and Julia spent time with Kyra and the young ladies talked, as did Malcolm, BJ, and Blaine. He swore to her brothers that he loved her beyond reason and would take care of her. They knew he spoke the truth because he always did so. Nicolette called and spoke with the young couple. She congratulated them and wished them the best. Next they spoke with her mate, Gernick. Kyra was slowly warming to him, and he knew she didn't trust him completely, but he wanted to say congratulations as well. Mrs. Valdez cried because she felt like her last baby had finally grown up. Kyra told her that she would always be her baby. The day went on and on, before long it was night and the young couple needed time alone. Each family gave them the privacy they needed as each night they went into their childhood bedrooms. Soon it was time to return to their apartment. They hugged their families' good bye and returned to their small home. Learning to live together was an adjustment, but they persevered. Malcolm was messy; Kyra was too neat. He'd drop things; she'd pick things up. But each night they made sure they told the other of their love. They lived in the small apartment until they finished college, and then for a brief while rented a two bedroom apartment in town. Eventually, Malcolm was earning enough to purchase a home. Of course, they built there home at the compound. The day their home was finished, Malcolm and Kyra made love in every room. It was at the end of their marathon love making sessions, that Kyra sensed the presence of someone new.. It was the strangest, most wonderful sensation. She was pregnant. She gasped and Malcolm was instantly concerned. "Um, baby, which room will be the nursery?" she asked. Malcolm didn't understand at first. It was a rather large house. It had five bedrooms, why would she want to grow plants. "Then it dawned on him. "A baby, you're... Don't move. Don't lift a finger. I've got to call Mom. She's been bugging me about grandkids for years. Oh, Kyra. I'm a Dad. I'm going to be a Dad. Wait. We need furniture. We need to start a college fund. There's so much." Kyra chuckled, watching her frazzled mate. "Baby, we have nine months before they arrive. And eighteen years to provide everything they need. Calm down," she whispered to him. "Wait, they? Did you say they, as in more than one? Oh God twins, we're having twins. Mom will freak. I have to call Matt. He'll be over the moon." Kyra smiled as she thought of their friend. He'd graduated and started his own business. He and Gina reconnected and were marrying in a few months. Her family met Matt and her father actually apologized to him. Gina regretted aborting their child, and Matt forgave her. After all, he loved her, and understood her fear. Malcolm continued to rant as Kyra stood, shaking her head, and laughing at her mate. If he was this excited at the prospect of twins, he might pass out when he learned that it was triplets. ***** THE END Thank you all for reading Kyra's and Malcolm's story. I hope you enjoyed it. Their story is special because in my opinion, the sweetest couples usually start as just friends. Well, anyway, I really enjoyed telling their tale. Please comment and share your thoughts. I'd love to know what you think.