《Original Wolf - (The Originals)》15 Acceptance (18+)
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Nevan- "Alright, as promised I will tell you."
After they got out of the water Nevan proceeded to pick her up again, Rebekah now accepting it as normal let him with a grin on her face, draping her arms around his neck as she leaned into him resting her head on his chest.
A little while later they were on a different mountain top with a nice cliff view looking out over the forest and the city lights in the distance.
Nevan placing her down, looked over into her eyes saying- "Rebekah, I love you." he leaned down to kiss her one more time. Rebekah didn't say anything back and just waited for him to tell her what she wanted to know.
Nevan- "I am not a vampire as I'm sure you know at this point. I am something much older, but still something your quite familiar with, I am a wolf, The Wolf!, The Original Wolf." with eyes glowing he transformed into his wolf form.
(In this story only wolves turned werewolf can transform back/into wolf form and their descendants have this chance. It's super rare for others outside of immediate bloodline descent to ever achieve this.)
Rebekah's eyes went wide taking a step back muttering, "He's a wolf, a frikin wolf...I fell in love with a dog."
Nevan hearing the last part come out was happy soaring into the heavens only to be plunged into hell, 'How dare she call me a dog.' Growling a bit which made her flinch.
Nevan transforming back frustrated at how hard it is to make a girl fall in love with you, went up to her grabbing hold of her hands, preventing her from stepping back anymore.- "Rebekah, I'm an Original wolf, I have been alive since before the ice age and I, an intelligent magical creature, am in love with you another, magical creature."
Seeing her stay quiet still not convinced. He put on a very serious face 'It's time for the nuclear option.'- "Rebekah," he said making sure he had her full attention, readying the nukes.
Nevan now having her full attention he got on one knee, Rebekah looking at him confused at what he was doing now.- "Rebekah, I the Original Wolf ask you, Rebekah, to allow me to give you the mating bite, which will, in turn, give you the same powers I have, essentially turning you into a werewolf-wolf, you will be like me and..." pausing to make sure she was listening "With this you and I can start our own family, you will be able to get pregnant, Rebekah will you marry me."
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Rebekah was stunned, she was standing there staring down at him, still registering the words she just heard. Nevan patiently waited not moving from his one knee position.
After what seemed like forever he finally heard her whisper- "Is it true?" before asking louder "Don't joke with me, is what you said just now true?"
Nevan looking at her very serious face grinned- "I will never lie to you for as long as we live, Do you accept?"
Rebekah opening her mouth about to answer was quickly interrupted,- "Rebekah do not base your decision on being pregnant alone when I give you the mating bite, you will be my wife, forever...make sure you're prepared for that." he said now looking down afraid of what might be said next.
While she did want to get pregnant and wouldn't even hesitate to say yes to just about anyone.
She paused now after what he said and thought about the last few days and how wonderful he's been. Despite how quick it may seem, after being alive so long and going through so much, even her recent betrayals leaving wounds on her heart.
She looked down at Nevan and smiled, all the same, this time even if she's wrong again she felt like with him it would still be great and wonderful and full of new experiences and she would still get what she wanted not to mention he did sweep her off her feet, she certainly has fallen for him.
Rebekah started to giggle causing Nevan to look up- "I Rebekah accept you Nevan to be my Husband for as long as we shall live."
Nevan grinning then turned to a serious look as he said- "My dear are you sure? I promise you it'll be a very very long time, if not forever."
Rebekah grinning- "I certainly hope so." she said as she leaned down and kissed him, giving Nevan a nice surprise.- "While it seems quick and is quick." she laughed before continuing- "It was not just about having kids, these last couple days have been the best days I've ever had in my entire life." she said spinning around before whispering just loud enough so he could hear, "And I have been alive a long time."
Nevan seeing her turn a little sour ran over and picked her up again in a princess carry putting a grin on her face as he leaned down to kiss her before whispering into her ear- "Come, let's go start our new lives together."
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.....(NSFW) feel free to skip if you're not interested in bed scenes...
Nevan carried her away, reappearing in the master bedroom of the house she's occupying. They started making out again Nevan making sure to taste her lips and tongue. He slowly stripped her, taking his time to show he cared as well as allowing him time to will his clothes away without her noticing so she wouldn't start asking more questions and ruining the mood.
Once her clothes were off he quickly tore her underwear away turning her around, taking her tits in hand massaging them as his tongue played with her ear, whispering, "I'm not going to just fuck you, I'm going to make love to you."
This turned Rebekah on more than she would ever admit, but she couldn't hide it as she started to leak love juices from below.
Nevan turned her around right after saying it and sealed her lips again his tongue invading her mouth, breaking it off as he sucked her tongue out. Gently letting her fall to the bed behind her. He spread her legs before she had time to rest and began to taste her, licking her all over slow and consistent it wasn't long before she was feeling it.
Being a wolf he had certain advantages he made sure to utilize. Licking her more and more, faster than any vampire tongue could go at this point, she quickly reached orgasm screaming, "O my god!" No one in the past has managed to get those words out of her mouth before, especially from just eating her out.
Nevan kissed his way up as her body that was still reeling from the orgasm, tasting her beautiful peaks before making his way up to her lips. He wanted to make love to her so he had to get her body ready, not waiting for her to come out of the orgasm he started to thrust in slow and deep just hard enough that she would feel it as he made out with her, taking advantage of her still sensitive body so he wouldn't have to go fast.
Rebekah answered his kiss in kind, enjoying the most sensual sex she's ever experienced. Nevan grinned at this, his confidence growing with each thrust and each of her moans in response.
He set her up at one point thrusting into her as he leaned her back taking her breast into his mouth, before bringing her back, taking her lips as they embraced each other, her legs and arms wrapped around him enjoying the ride.
He then rolled her over to her back still connected as he kept up his never-ending consistent thrusts. Rebekah was slowly losing her mind as the hours went by of nonstop thrusting. She orgasmed more than once during this period, but as an Original herself she had much greater stamina than normal.
This, however, was the first time she met someone who wasn't going to stop anytime soon, taking her to the peak over and over again. She never had someone who could bring her so much pleasure before not to mention last so long. This was uncharted territory for her and that scared her a little as the pleasure rolled over her with each thrust.
Rebekah- "Please…..that's….enough…..Ahhh."
"Relax my dear and just enjoy the ride." Nevan grinned as he kept up the never-ending thrusts, kissing her again before she could say anything more. No way he was going to stop now that he had her, he was going to do his best to make her, his, and make sure she will never be satisfied without him, after all, who but Nevan could break her, an Original in bed.
Around the end of the second day of nonstop pleasure, she finally and truly broke as she screamed out one finally moan from another orgasm before passing out. Nevan took this chance to give her the mating bite, thinking it would be easier now, she wouldn't wake up after all that and then could wake up with the changes in place, no pain felt, that it might or might not cause.
He laid back on the bed to finally rest with Rebekah curled up on the side of him holding his arm and laying her head on his chest, with the biggest grin on her face, fully satisfied for the first time in her life.
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