Once in a Blue Moon (boyxboy)

Part 14

Michael's POV
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I kept replaying everything over and over in my head. The moment we were alone it felt like the air between us was thick and time slowed down so we could explore each other. I will never get over how easily he can lift me, there's something about being manhandled that's so incredibly hot. His lips were like fire and ice, heating me up all over and cooling away the burning feeling for more. Hearing his groans and moans lit me up inside, knowing I was doing something right.

One thing I will never, probably in my life, get over is the intense orgasm that came from it. We didn't even take our pants off, but I was on edge the whole time. I was shocked when he bit me, like really bit me; I could feel the skin break but rather than pain there was intense pleasure. I was overcome with happiness, and a weird fullness throughout my soul. I felt complete, so intensely complete somehow. I don't know how else to describe it, but it pushed me over the edge. I felt embarrassed by how easily I came but finding out he did as well had made me feel a lot better.

I was looking at myself in the mirror as I got home. There were dark bruises all over my neck, but there was also a distinct bite mark at the base of my neck on my left side. Red and purple bruises surrounded the red indented teeth marks. I feel like anyone else would be horrified at the sight, but I couldn't bring myself to. It made me incredibly happy, the complete feeling was there, and I let myself run my fingers over it softly. The teeth marks textured my skin, and I was relieved and curious to find out they didn't hurt at all. Rather, the tingly feeling I get when I touch Sam resonated throughout me as my fingers grazed over it. It sent a shiver throughout my body and my stomach fluttered.

I sighed content and still kind of blissed out over the whole situation. I laid on my bed and pulled out my phone. I had a few text messages from Bailey and Rider, a couple from my mom as well. There was also a text from a number I didn't recognize. I scrunched my eyebrows and opened it. 'Hey Michael, I hope this is still your number. It's Kyle, I know it's been a long time, but I was hoping we could meet up. I had seen you at the mall last week but didn't get a chance to come see you. I miss you a lot man. Let me know!'

My heart jumped with excitement. I sat up and quickly hit reply. 'OMG, dude, I haven't seen you in forever! I'd love to see you. When are you free?' Kyle was my one other friend from childhood. He along with Marcus and I were inseparable for a long time. He had moved away though when I was ten and we kept in contact for a while, then I hadn't heard from him at all. Marcus and I had chalked it up to making new friends or losing his phone, but it still really hurt not hearing from him.

My phone dinged and I quickly opened it. 'Awesome, are you free tomorrow? We can meet at the mall or something.' I bounced a bit with excitement.

'Sounds great! Is it okay if my two friends come? They're kind of my ride, LOL.' Mom had picked up some work this weekend so I wouldn't have a ride, I really needed to get a license.

A minute passed before he replied. 'Sure, I'd love to meet them! I'll see you around noon okay.' He added a smiley face at the end.

I replied back with a big OK and texted Bailey asking if they wanted to go meet a friend, of course they were all for it. I smiled, utterly happy with how the day had turned out. I couldn't ask for anything better.

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I had the dream with the wolf again, only this time I could touch him. It was white out, the snow had blanketed the trees and left the wolf almost camouflaged, but I could recognize him in an instant. His blue eyes peering at me and leaving me breathless. Those eyes are so familiar, but I can't place how. Maybe from the multiple dreams. When I stepped forward, I was able to keep going, I was getting closer and closer, until my hand reached through the course fur on his head. The giant head bowed, and a sound reverberated through his chest, like a purr. I'm not sure what compelled me, but the words spilled from my mouth: "You're mine."