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Shane
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I know that I was currently the happiest man in the world. I was getting married today and nothing could ruin this for me or my mate. I had had a birthday party just this past weekend with my brother to celebrate, I was now twenty-seven years old. My mate and I were doing great and I would never take any of this for granted.
I was happy, though, that my wedding wasn't later in the month. For some reason my selfish brother was leaving for Germany for half a year. He didn't tell me why, but I guessed it had to do with Dietrich and the vampires. Still, he was here today and was able to act as my best man.
Though, I was a little concerned for my brother. He had been feeling sick to his stomach for the last couple of days. Was his married life already getting to him? Was Detrich being too hard on him? I really didn't want to think about my brother's sex life, but I also didn't want my brother feeling worn out and sick afterwards.
Still, it was my day and I would worry about Shawn another day. Maybe some time away from the pack would do him some good. And I would make sure that I went to check on him before the day was over.
The wedding started around noon. It was a medium sized wedding with all our family and friends there to celebrate with us. We held the wedding in the same clearing where everyone else was having theirs recently.
Lena came walking out of the trees wearing a beautiful white gown that dragged across the golden carpeted path. Landon had come to the wedding, because Lena had made him act as the justice of the peace for us so he was officiating our wedding.
The ceremony was perfect, the reception that followed was filled with wonderful food and dancing. It was kind of funny to see Reece carrying Trinity so that she couldn't dance by herself. He really was doting on her. I wanted to be that kind of husband to Lena, doting and caring. Shawn often told me I was whipped but I didn't care. My life was dedicated to my love, aside from my duties as a guard.
I was happier than I could have expressed with how this wedding had gone.
We went on a small week long honeymoon to Guadalajara. There was a remote cabin in the forests there that was owned by the pack and it would be nice to have the opportunity to run around in our fur coats for a little bit.
We flew out the night of the wedding and were in the cabin by the next morning. I carried Lena over the threshold of the cabin and into the small living room. I was happy to see that the cabin had been fully prepared before our arrival. It was cleaned and the kitchen was fully stocked.
Since we had spent our wedding night travelling, I guess I could count this morning's arrival as my wedding night. It was for that matter that I didn't set Lena down until we were in the cabin's one bedroom.
We had both worn loose and comfortable clothes for travelling. It didn't take me long to have us both stripped out of them and for me to be hovering over my new wife.
"I love you." I whispered the words into her ear before kissing her cheek.
I wanted to make love to her long and slow. I was in no rush to leave this bed at all. So I kissed slowly down to her chest and made my way to her breast. I took my time to lick, suck, and nibble all over her breasts. I left a trail of hickies as I went lower and lower toward her beautiful, dripping core.
When I had settled myself between her thighs I first kissed lightly at the top of her slit. Then I blew cold air onto her over heated core, drawing a shudder from her. When I finally lapped at her with one long stroke of my tongue I heard Lena moan above me.
I took my time devouring her. I lapped at her center taking in all the wonderful juices that she had there for me. Her moans, her screams, and the hands she had fisted in my hair told me that she was enjoying herself as much as I was.
Soon, her moans got higher and louder. She was on the edge of her climax, but I wasn't going to force it, she could cascade over the edge when she was ready. I kept the rhythm I was already at and soon enough she came screaming my name and flooding my mouth.
Following my meal I kissed and licked my way back up her body. I slowly made my way back to her neck and the place where I had marked her. I licked that mark once, getting a moan from her. Once I was in position I fitted myself against her entrance.
Right before I entered her I bit down on that sensitive mark I had left on her neck. She screamed and wrapped her arms and legs around me right as I thrusted forward. I sunk my shaft all the way to the hilt while she still clung to me.
"SHANE!" She screamed my name again and made me purr in satisfaction.
Following that first intrusion onto her body I pulled back slowly. When just the tip of my erection was left in her tight clenching core I thrust forward again causing her to scream again, this time incoherently.
I created a steady rhythm that was casual but mind blowing. We both started ascending the pleasure mountain at a leisurely pace. It was something that I could have kept up all day, and thought I probably would.
In and out, in and out, the gentle thrusting was eventually driving me to the point of oblivion. Right when I felt that I could take no more I slipped a hand down between our bodies, pinching gently but firmly on that bundle of nerves at the top of her slit. That pinch and once final thrust was enough to take us both over.
She screamed my name again while her core squeezed me so hard it was almost excruciating. While her orgasmic waves milked me for everything I had I threw my head back and roared my pleasure, just like I had the first night we had been together.
I wasn't nearly satisfied enough. That was the first time I had had sex with my 'wife', before then she was just my girlfriend. I needed to make up for lost time.
Neither of us slept at all that day or night. Not until the wee hours of the next morning when we both finally passed out from exhaustion. It was the best day of my life, aside from the previous one where I had actually married this super sexy, wonderfully mind blowing woman.
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Falena
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The morning after Shane and I first got to Mexico we woke to a pleasant surprise. Shane had just about screamed with joy when he woke up.
"FALENA!" He shouted, waking me out of a sound sleep.
When I had opened my eyes I saw that he was looking at me with the biggest grin I had ever seen.
"What the hell?" I yelled at him as I tried to settle my racing heart from his uncalled for wakeup call.
"Lena." He said my name again, his grin getting wider and wider.
"What is it?" I was getting nervous again.
"How do you feel?" He asked me as he leaned forward, placing his face against my stomach.
"Tired and cranky, thanks to you." I was giving him the full force of my grumpy attitude.
"Are you sure you're not feeling anything else?" He asked me then proceeded to inhale deeply right around my belly button.
"What are you talking about? What's gotten into you?"
"Just pure joy, that's all. Pure joy at the thought of me being a daddy."
I felt my heart stop right then and there. What did he just say? He was going to be a what now?
"What did you just say?"
"I said I was happy and filled with joy because I was going to be a daddy."
"And why do you think that?" Though I thought I already knew, since he inhaled deeply at my stomach again.
"I can smell the baby in you."
The rest of our honeymoon wasn't nearly as eventful as the beginning of it. Thank the Goddess for that. And when we got back we continued our lives the way we had planned, only now we were preparing for a new addition.
Just about a week or so before I was due, at the end of February, Shawn and Dietrich came back from their time away. They came with four babies that looked just like them. At first we all thought that they had had two sets of twins born to surrogates. But then we found out that the babies were born from them via c-section on Valentine's day. That was something that nearly blew my mind.
I was happy for them though. It was a joyous occasion to have such a wonderful family. And the four of those babies were my nieces and nephews and would play with my little boy all the time.
Just shy of two weeks after Shawn and Dietrich brought their babies home I was being taken to the hospital to have my son. Shane was a wreck and kept alternating between happy and nervous the entire time. The moment I started to push, he passed out in the delivery room.
Our son was born late in the afternoon, nine pounds and seven ounces, twenty-two inches long. He was a big boy. Our little Kaiden. I loved him from the minute I knew about him, but seeing him was just something else entirely.
