Harmony
Jaheim steals me away from my family just before midnight. He's been cornering me in various places throughout the day to eat my pussy, but I know this time I'm gonna get dick.
And as always, I'm hella excited.
We go down to the basement and Jaheim pulls me into his arms. “Happy birthday, Princess.”
I smile against his chest. “Thank you for already making this one the best one yet.”
“It’s my pleasure. I can’t wait to spend the next thousand with you.”
My heart flutters. “Me either.”
He suddenly sighs. “Is it wrong that I'm feeling anxious for you?” I can tell he's in his feelings.
I hold him tighter. “Of course not, Boo.”
“I just... When I think of you going through that... I wanna protect you from everything but can't, and it hurts.”
He’s breaking my heart. “Baby, this is a natural part of my life. Something I’ve spent twenty years working up to. It's pain for like five minutes and then I'll never feel anything like it ever again.”
He kisses the top of my head. “I know, but I can't help how I feel.”
I don't wanna ask this question, but... “Do you wanna have my Aunt’s blood before my change?”
He releases me. “No.” He kisses me, and it’s full of emotion. “I'll be fine...” He kisses me again, but harder. “I’d never let you go through that alone.”
He picks me up, rests me on the bed and then carefully undresses me. I wish I could tell him I don't want him there, but I'm way too selfish. I need his encouragement, his scent to calm me.
I need him.
He kisses down my body but I'm too impatient so push him off and start to undress him. He pulls off his shirt while I work on his jeans, and soon, he’s naked. I pull him down onto the bed beside me and climb onto his lap.
He runs his fingers through my pussy lips. “I can smell you… even your essence smells stronger.” He grabs my hips and I position his dick to enter me before he pulls my body down to his.
I close my eyes, relishing the way he fits inside me so well. He might still be too big for me, and afterwards, my pussy always shudders for a while, but when he’s inside me it’s as if everything is perfect in the world, and our love grows to new heights.
He tilts my hips and I takeover riding him so his hands can caress my body. His sharp breaths and stuttered groans make my pussy clench; I love how he sounds when he’s inside me. It’s always so passionate and raw, whether it’s fast or slow, I always feel his love for me, and I always show him mine. No masks, no fronts. Just us in the moment.
“I love you so much, Princess. So fucking much.”
“I love you, Baby. I love you so much it hurts.” I pull him up so his body’s against mine, so I can thread my fingers through his hair and pull it, so I can stroke his neck and hear the soft growls of pleasure that I love so much.
He’s my whole world.
He rolls us and settles between my thighs before pushing back inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him deeper, enough to make me cry out. He always lets me control him when he’s on top, and I feel a sudden rush of emotion with the thought of this being the last time I have to.
He kisses my neck and strokes my thigh as he pumps into me, slowly, rolling his hips and stroking all my walls to make my body climb towards release. He goes deep but with remembered restraint, and then slow, showing his love for me with each entry into my heat.
I moan his name, over and over, my walls clinging to his hot dick, my fingers digging into his ass as it flexes while he works me into a mindless state of bliss.
He holds my face and kisses me deeply, so passionately my body trembles more than it is already. The sweeps of his tongue against mine match the pace of the rolls of his hips, and when his hand finds my hair, he tilts my head so he can bite my neck, pushing me over the edge and into oblivion.
“Baby,” I breathe as I cum beneath him, my legs shaking with the force of my climax.
“Yes, Princess. Give it to me. Give it all to me. You’re so beautiful, so perfect to me…”
Rapid waves of pleasure cum until I’m done, but I still need more, and he knows. I whimper from the loss of him as he pulls out, and then I’m flipped onto my front and his head is between my thighs.
He laps at my cum and spanks my ass. “We got two hours until you need to be outside…” He slaps me again, harder, making me shriek. “…and by the time you leave this room, you’re barely gonna know your own name.”
***
We find the rest of our family out on the front porch. There are couches all across the deck, and the food from earlier is still on the table so I grab a piece of moose meat while I shiver my ass off in this robe.
“Happy Birthday,” they all sing.
I take a bow. “Thank you.”
They all know what we've been doing, but they don't say anything, not even my uncle Dee. I must look spent as fuck, cuz I feel it.
“You’re cutting it close, Baby girl,” Dad says. “You’ve only got fifteen minutes.”
“Fourteen minutes and twenty-three seconds,” Ella chimes in.
I smirk at her smart-ass comment but then feel relieved when I stop shaking because she’s insulated my robe. “Thank you, Ella.”
She nods. ‘Don’t want you dying from hypothermia before the big event.’
‘Funny.’
Mom and dad come over to hug me, and I hold them tight. “Happy, happy birthday, Sweetie,” Mom gushes, crying already. “We just love you so much. You are so strong. So, so strong. You’ll smash the hell out of this, just how you smash everything else you put your mind to.”
“Mom’s right, Baby. You’ve grown so much in this past year. We couldn’t be any prouder of the woman you’ve become. Happy birthday.”
I close my eyes as they flood with tears. “Thank you. I’m a reflection of you two. I know I don’t say this enough, but you are the perfect parents. Always supporting me and having my back. You’ll never understand how much you’ve shaped me into who I am.”
They release me, and mom is in full-blown tears now.
I hold her hand. “Don’t cry, Mom. Not on my birthday.”
She wipes her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I’m just so happy.”
I smile sympathetically. “I know, and I’m glad.” I hug her again and she finally calms down. Dad winks at me as I let her go, and I grin at him. We both know how soft mom is, but we love her for it. She wears her heart on her sleeve, but this past year’s taught me that there’s nothing wrong with showing your softer emotions.
Nothing wrong with it at all.
I clock the nervous glances from the rest of the family. They’re all staying here while we’re asleep. I try to ignore them and focus on getting through the next few minutes without dying of panic. Ella offered to take the pain away, but I ain’t that bitch. I’m gonna take every moment of this pain like I was born to.
I grab a few more pieces of meat and then drink a bottle of water before Jaheim reappears. He hugs me hard and I close my eyes. “It's okay, Boo.”
He takes a moment to say anything. “I love you.”
“And I love you, so much. Don't miss me too much while you’re knocked out.” I’m trying to lighten all this thick tension between us.
He pulls away and smiles. “I already do.”
I tiptoe to press a kiss to his lips before taking his hand and leading him down to the grass at front of the house. I’ve only got a few minutes left now.
“Good luck,” Aunt Abriya and Uncle Clarence say. “And remember to breathe.”
“Thank you, and I will.”
Breathing through this is the most important part, but it shouldn’t be as painful as it could be. I've had Aunt Abriya’s blood, and that makes the first shift quicker.
It's still gonna hurt like hell, though.
Jaheim rests one last kiss on my forehead and then I drop to my knees to save me from doing it later. He follows and takes my robe before moving a few feet away from me.
“It is freezing!”
“Not for much longer, Sweetie,” Mom says. Her and dad have come to stand behind Jaheim.
I shiver… “Ugh…” But then my heart suddenly begins to race. I say goodbye to the last few seconds of my human life and hello to my forever with Jaheim.
“It’s time,” Ella announces. ‘Three, two, breathe, Har.’
I gasp and then cry out as my body shakes, and I quickly tense with pain, as if someone’s just set me on fire from the inside out. I clench my eyes shut and try to focus, but I hurt. I hurt so bad. Shit, there wasn’t even any build up; it’s just gone straight to unbearable in no time at all.
I wasn’t ready…
I hear a chorus of breaths and then another surge of hurt comes, silencing the whimper that had started to fall from my lips.
“Fuck!” I breathe. “Sorry...”
“It’s okay, Sweetie,” Mom says sympathetically. “We’ll allow it this time. We all know how much it hurts.”
The shuddering through my body intensifies and then I hear the first tear of my skin, just below my neck. I try to hold in the scream, but I can't.
“Oh, God it hur…” More rips come, rendering me speechless. I need to grab something to help with the pain, but when I try to grasp the grass between my fingers, I can barely move. “I can’t…”
Jaheim comes closer, and I try to force air into my lungs to inhale his scent. “You can do this, Princess. You can do anything.”
If I can just breathe…
‘Just say the words, Har. I'll take it all away.’
‘No...’
I start moving further from the ground and when I gasp again, the feeling of cold has gone, and I can smell everything a million times stronger than I did before. Shit! I can smell Jaheim like crazy! Oh, God, he smells so fucking amazing! “So good,” I whimper, but I don’t think it’s legible to the others.
“She's talking about you,” I hear Ella tell him over the pounding in my ears.
“Baby, so do you.”
I think my heart would flutter but it feels more like its gonna explode. The tears over my body come closer together, and I smell the fresh water from the lake, my family, too, and all their unique scents. I can even smell the moose and bears in the woods.
“Breathe, Princess. Your fur’s coming through now.”
I open my eyes and see my snout in front of me first, then I see my hands are no longer hands but claws, covered in black and grey fur, just like Jaheim’s.
And my vision… Wow… it’s so clear…
Oh, God... This is really happening. We're really gonna be the same now.
I feel his hand on my shoulder, and a wave of calm washes over me.
“Jaheim.” His name comes out as a pained growl.
“Jesus, Princess,” he breathes. “You have me lost for words.”
“It's almost over now, Har. You're so close,” Ella says.
“You’re doing so well, Baby, so, so well,” I hear Dad, and I’m sure he’s crying with mom.
“I...” I blink when a fully established growl comes out instead of my voice this time, but when I try to say something else, the racing in my chest suddenly intensifies and my head snaps back, forcing me to look up at the sky as a howl is ripped from my throat.
Relief consumes me.
I did it…
I hear everyone clapping over the sound, but my focus is fixed to the moon and how clearly I can see it.
I imagined what this would be like, but what I envisioned wasn’t anywhere close.
‘Welcome to the ware life, Har.’