The Last of the Lycans (Completed)

PART ONE: Weekend at the Cabin

Ashley’s POV

I slowly open my eyes wondering if the previous night had been a dream, a wondrous one, but not real. I go to move and the strong arm wrapped tightly around my midsection tells me last night was not a dream. Everything that happened last night was true and it brings a huge smile to my face. I am already head over heals for Emerson and we only met less than 24 hours ago. He makes me feel things I never thought possible. Something about him makes me feel open and free. I no longer want to be the shy, timid, and studious girl I have always been. I want to be bold, sexy, and open to possibilities with him.

“Can we sleep just a little bit longer babe please,” he whispers in a sexy morning voice that sends an instant rush of heat down between my thighs. “Ashley,” he huskily says as he switches positions pinning beneath him as he settles in between my legs in no time at all.

“What,” I question shocked by his quick movements and trying to figure out what I did or said to elicit such a reaction.

“You know what darling,” he replies pressing his hard member against my aching core, gripping my hip, and runs his eyes down my body allowing me to follow until he stops looking between us. “You don’t have anything on under this T-shirt and the scent of your arousal is making it hard to resist mat… making it hard to resist you my little temptress.”

“Sorry,” I say softly feeling a little bad that I am making it hard for him but I can't help the way he makes me feel and the thoughts that run through my mind.

“Come,” he replies jumping off the bed and offers his hand to me. “Let’s go make some breakfast and get some coffee then we can spend the day relaxing and getting to know each other better.”

“I would like that a lot,” I reply taking his hand and allow him to pull me up flush against him.

“First and foremost,” he says reaching down to the bag on the floor beside the bed and pulls out another pair of boxers then holds them up to me. “No one is allowed to see that sexy ass of yours except me,” he says reaching around with his free hand and gives my ass a tight squeeze and slap causing me to jump just a bit.

“Yes sir,” I say giving a fake salute and taking the boxers from his hand.

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The next 48 go by so quickly but by the end of it I am so overwhelmed with emotions I can't help crying a little on the car ride back to campus with Emma. Emerson and I ended up making a huge breakfast Saturday morning and discussed out favorite dishes as we cooked. Emma and Bradley made a brief appearance to steal some food before disappearing back into the bedroom upstairs. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other and I could see the pure unadulterated love in each of their eyes when they looked at each other. I craved that and the only person I wanted looking at me like that was him, Emerson. After cleaning up the kitchen he and I played a few different card games while talking about our childhoods. Unfortunately I don’t remember much of mine and my parents died when I was little so I didn’t have much to share.

He told me all about his family. His mom and dad, and other little sister Elizabeth who was a year younger than Emma. They all sound so close and I envied that. He also got into some of the mischief he and Bradley got into when they were younger which brought tears to my eyes with how much trouble they would get into. We talked about our favorite books and movies after lunch then settled in for a binge session of a TV show everyone was raving about and Chinese food for dinner. I ended falling asleep during the third episode and woke up in bed next Emerson Sunday morning loving the thought that he carried me to bed. He was so sweet and caring. I knew there were more bedrooms in the cabin but was happy he decided to stay in the same one as me. I had never slept in the same bed as anyone else but sleeping next to him was unbelievable.

We started Sunday Morning with a bath where he brought me to my second orgasm and it surpassed the first one by a long shot. Then we made our way to an antique store, book store, and a few clothing stores all locally run before returning to the cabin and enjoying a candlelit dinner together. We laid in bed that night naked and he asked me to touch myself while he watched. Soon he was stroking himself and we both got off without touching each other, simply watching one another, and I had to admit it was very erotic. Then the morning after, Monday morning the day we were all leaving, we ate breakfast before sitting on the couch with me straddling him hugging and kissing each other for over an hour. He promised he would text and call as much as he could and he would be returning home in two and half years then we could pick up where we were leaving off. I asked about coming to visit him on my break upcoming Holiday break but he firmly stated it was strictly forbidden to have visitors where he and Bradley were headed.

I held it together and kept a brave happy face on until I got in the car with Emma and Emerson disappeared from the sight of the rearview mirror. The tears flowed freely from my eyes as soon as he was gone from my sight. Emma tried to comfort me but nothing would help the sudden ache I was feeling in my heart. We were only together for around 56 hours but it felt like I had known Emerson an eternity. I never really believed in love at first sight or such nonsense as soul mates but after the weekend I spent with him both were real possibilities for me. My body craves his and my heart feels hollow knowing he is going to be away from me for so long. Little did I know that in just two and a half years my life was going to drastically change, for better or worse, only time would tell.