Pure Euphoria!

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Alpha Zayne Steele

A dumbfounded and weak-kneed Mekhi sat back on his couch, a bit sad that the night had ended abruptly.

Sacha was welcome to stay, even if she did not want to go further. He would respect that. That is what he wanted to say the moment she had gotten up.

But he was lost for words. The realization that Sacha was leaving had momentarily paralyzed him.

And Goddess, he had not even mentioned to her once how divine she tasted.

Regardless, Mekhi was still overjoyed because, in one night, he had gotten further than he had done in years.

Meanwhile, by the lake, Zayne and Leandra splashed around, enjoying the surprisingly warm water. They swam laps under the moonlit sky, chasing each other, teasing, and simply having fun!

Zayne could not recall the last time he had let loose like this. He couldn't remember the last time he was this carefree and relaxed.

And the scenery was perfect. The moon and stars in the sky are shown brightly over the vast, beautiful lake that spreads wide and goes straight into the sea some miles out.

How the sky's light hit the water, giving it a sparkling effect.

Zayne thoroughly enjoyed his time with Leandra on this night and honestly did not want it to end. But he knew that soon it would, and he would be back to his regularly scheduled program, and he was ok with that.

Leandra did not want this night to end at all. She had been doing everything she could to keep Zayne entertained and having a good time.

She wanted to ensure that he genuinely enjoyed himself, because when he returned to his everyday life, she wanted him to remember her every time he recalled his last fun times.

When he recalls the last time he had let loose and enjoyed himself, she wanted to be embedded in his memory. She wanted to leave such an impression that he thought about her during his busy days.

Or before he goes out on his missions, she wanted him to think about returning to her. She wanted to truly make an impression, to be remembered, period!

Leandra had big plans and dreams concerning Zayne. They had made hot and passionate love on the forest bed under the moonlight. Twice.

Then they did it twice at the lake as well, on the bank, before even making it into the water and again in the water.

When Zayne had caught up with her at the bank of the lake, grabbing her before she got in, he had ravished her right then and there. He had backed her up against a tree and taken her.

Standing, Zayne lifted one of her legs, stooped a little to meet her entrance, and drove into her, fvcked her right, crouched in that position, his legs opened, knees slightly bent, hitting her at that angle with that one leg of hers up.

While he held her steady by her leg and a hand around her waist, he had driven into her depths.

Zayne hissed at the sensations of his shaft driving into Leandra at this angle while she clenched, gripping him every time he hit her cervix, bringing her sweet and pleasurable pain.

Then he had lifted her when he realized her back was getting bruised under the brutal jabbing of his shaft. Leandra had held on to his neck and rode him while he thrust into her endlessly.

She had come hard and fast, screaming his name as pure Euphoria took over, milking him in the process.

Zayne had come with a grunt and a hiss, filling her to the brim.

The night in her eyes, could not have gone any better.

She had already had him a few times for the night and still wanted more. She tried to stain his memory and be all that he thought of, and she felt like she had this chance to make a lasting impression, and she took it.

"Got you," Zayne had snuck up on her as she floated in the lake about a mile out. She attempted to hide from him again, but he always seemed to sneak up on her in the sneakiest way possible.

“Ahh, hahaha ahhh, noo.” She screamed and laughed when he grabbed her, then she tried wiggling out of his grip. She was able to pull that move off a couple of times before. With the slippery way, the water works sometimes.

"Oh no, you don't. Not getting away that easily this time." However, Zayne was prepared. He quickly grabbed her other hand and gripped her left leg when she freed her hand again.

Leandra was shoved into Zayne's chest by his pulling and the momentum of the water, and when their bodies collided, she felt that he was hard again, and her core bucked in anticipation of being filled once more.

She wasted no time. They were both naked swimming around, so clothing was not an issue. And the thing is, even in this water, Leandra's juices still seeped out of her and paved a smooth path for Zayne.

She simply held onto Zayne's shoulder and jumped up on him. They stared into each other's eyes, Zayne searching her eyes to figure out what this energetic she-wolf was about to do now.

And Leandra had smiled wickedly, grabbed his member, and tried sliding down on it, but she had slight difficulty with the swishing of the water.

Zayne had steadied her and glided her down his stiff, erect shaft, ready for another release. Leandra had screamed at the impact of him hitting her cervical area and the feeling of him inside her, because this time, she was not as moist as she thought, and so with the water that had washed away Zayne's member, the first thrust felt a bit dry, and she felt extremely filled.

Zayne had stilled, hilt deep in Leandra, basking in the feeling of her pvssy clenching uncontrollably as she adjusted to his stiff shaft. Once adjusted, she began to move, and with Zayne's added assistance, gripping her butt and pulling her towards him every time he thrusts into her was everything.

Zayne had moved at the speed of lightening, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab. He rapidly stabbed into Leandra with his long, stiff, meaty member, enjoying the feel of Leandra's pvssy again.

Because when he gets up tomorrow, it will be a new day. A new dawn!

All the while, Leandra held on tightly to Zayne's neck and shoulders, then she cried out when soon she hit her heights of ecstasy, her pvssy convulsed, and Zayne did not let up.

He continued letting her ride it out and enjoy her pvssy at the same time, when soon he himself came with a grunt.

"Goddess, you are something," Zayne said, a bit out of breath, between pants.

Leandra's heart skipped a beat in her chest at Zayne's words. It was golden.

She blushed profusely, then responded, "And you, sir, I must admit is no Grandpa."

Zayne and Leandra laughed as they trudged out of the water, Leandra still wrapped around Zayne. He let her down at the bank when they instantly realized they had no clothes.

"Oh, no, my clothes!" Leandra whisper yelled.

"One sec," Zayne said, then strolled a little distance back into the forest by a tree. They had clothing in the trunks of some of these trees, wrapped neatly in plastic bags.

He grabbed a bag. One bag usually consists of a jersey and pants.

One bag is all they need. Zayne would wear the pants, while Leandra would wear the jersey. Pulling out the jersey, he tossed it to her and said, "Here, you can wear this to get back to the packhouse."

Leandra caught the jersey and put it on when her heart sank. She hoped to be invited back to his place, but the fact that he said packhouse meant he had no intentions of them spending the rest of the night together or what was left of it anyway.

However, Leandra did not have the time to dwell on that further when their wolf hearing heard a rustling sound in the distance, then a crack and click. It was the sound of someone or something moving around and stepping on a stick or fallen tree branch, and it broke.

Zayne's hackles were immediately raised. "Who the hell could be out here at this time of night?" He questioned softly. "Well, I mean, we both are. Maybe it's another pair enjoying themselves," Leandra said.