COLT POV
I didn’t realize over the course of the last few months just how bland I’ve let our sex get until she wrapped her mouth around my c**k. I’ll admit, losing her damaged me a lot more mentally than I let on. I did my best not to sleep some nights because of the nightmares. Watching the light leave her eyes over and over and over again in my sleep became too much. Even waking up to her still alive next to me wasn’t enough most nights.
I never want to lose her again, so I let myself get into this idea that she was fragile. I forgot though, Freya is anything but fragile and it’s pretty clear she’s determined to remind me of that. I hadn’t intended on any part of this picnic becoming so intense, but I am happy it did.
When she looked up at me when she swallowed, I could see in her eyes that she was more than ready for what I’ve been needing to give to her so desperately. I laid her down on the blanket and took just a quick moment to run my fingers through her crazy mane of red curls. Her green eyes glowing as the scent of her lust made me even more ready.
I slowly entered her warmth, sliding in until I couldn’t anymore. She moved her hips to meet me, her hunger driving her mad. At least I thought it was her hunger, until I felt it myself. I had this burning desire to devour her. I moved inside of her, bringing pleasurable moans from her lips that drove me wild.
I could feel her clenching down around me and I knew what was coming next. Sure she’s gotten off the last few times we’ve had sex, but she hasn’t been able to like this in a long time now.
I could feel the juices beginning to flow and the more I thrust the more the juices just kept coming and coming. I loved watching her, the face she makes as she moans and watching her lose herself in the pleasure brought me over the edge. I released in her as her name left my lips.
I collapsed down on the blanket beside her, part of me really wanted to keep going. The other part of me tried to convince myself that was enough for now, I didn’t want to over do it with her. Freya, on the other hand, agreed with the first part of me. She reached over and grabbed my member and began stroking it. She sat herself up and crashed her lips to mine as one hand stroked and the other played with herself.
F**k, this is my wife! I reached over and helped her hand that was touching her. As she rubbed, I slipped my fingers inside her curling them to hit just the right spot. She moaned into my mouth causing a “F**k Freya.” Whisper to leave my lips.
“Please Colt.” She whispered against my lips.
“Please what, little wolf?” I whispered back. I could feel her smile. Gosh, it seems like it’s been so long since I’ve called her that. It’s turned into my bedroom name for her. It’s hard to believe she used to hate when I called her that, now it makes her juices flow.
“Please f**k me Alpha!” It was no longer a whisper, as her body began shaking around my fingers I pulled them out and bent her over so she was on all fours on the blanket.
I slammed myself deep inside her making a loud moan echo through the meadow. I didn’t let up, each thrust was forceful and hard. I could tell by the moans and the continuous orgasm she was experiencing that she was enjoying it. Her juices were running down her leg and spraying me each time our bodies clapped.
When it seemed like her body couldn’t handle the constant orgasm anymore I unloaded inside her. She collapsed under me and I laid myself down next to her.
“Goddess I needed that Colt.” She said breathing heavily.
“I forgot how much I needed it too baby.” I said back. “Thank you for reminding me you’re not fragile.” I reached over and patted her thigh.
After a few moments we caught our breath and put our clothes back on. Now, we were hungry. We ate everything I brought except for a carrot for each horse. During the ride back I watched as my wife became herself again. She was laughing and talking crap to me the whole way.
We took the horses back to the stables, I taught her how to take the saddle off, how to wash the horses, how to brush them, and how to feed them. We tucked them away for the evening and then we headed back up to the pack house to meet Jessi and Levi and relieve them of our precious babies.
“They were really good Freya. I’m happy to watch them for you whenever you need.” Jessi said as she held baby Jaxson. They’re really coming into their own as parents. Though, Levi has said that he has felt a little disconnection with Jessi since the baby was born, but like I told him that will return once their sex returns. She’s still healing. I didn’t have a disconnect with Freya like he’s having with Jessi, but I think that’s only because she died and I was just so happy that I got to continue to have my wife after that.
We took the kids to their room and sat in our chairs and rocked them to sleep whispering and joking with each other. When they were asleep we put them in their cribs and went back to our room. We made a little picnic on our bed and sat there talking for hours just munching on apples and other fruits.
I’m surprised we can still do this, and honestly I pray it never stops being like this with her.

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