Page 128 of The Pacifist
The sensation of him pushing all the way inside me and filling me up with his semen took satisfaction to a whole new level. I didn’t want him to ever pull out again.
For a full minute after, Jonah lay with all his weight on top of me.
“Are you okay?” I nuzzled his neck.
“Uh-huh.”
“Did you like it?”
Lifting his head, Jonah kissed me and rolled down beside me. “That was the most extreme thing I’ve ever done.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve been special to me since the first day we met. You know that.”
“Yes, I know.”
“I didn’t grow up thinking I’d ever be with a woman. At first when I met you, I was just happy to be your friend… there were no ulterior motives.”
“I know, Jonah.”
Still out of breath, he blew out air and took a deep breath before continuing. “Then you asked me to kiss you in the drone and I felt more honored than you can ever imagine. All that talk about you marrying a large warrior had made me feel insignificant as a male.”
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Mila I’ve been a changed man since we became lovers and I truly never thought you could make me feel better than you already had, but this… this was the most healing experience.”
“What do you mean by healing?”
“It’s one thing for you to accept me despite being different from what you imagined your husband would be, but today you committed yourself to me in front of everybody and then you asked me to leave something of me inside of you. It’s like the ultimate feeling of complete acceptance a man can get. Since you said yes to marrying me, I’ve walked with a different confidence. I don’t care how big the Nmen are. I’m no longer an underdog. I’m the fucking winner of your heart.”
“Jonah…” I gave a mock gasp. “You said the F word.”
“That’s how good it felt to come inside you. I’m well aware that thousands of men are envious of me right now.”
I trailed a finger down his chest. “I don’t care about any other suitors. All I care about is us.”
“Do you think they’re still partying upstairs?”
“I don’t know, but I feel bad for the dogs. They didn’t get their evening walk.”
Jonah lifted up on his elbows and looked at the three dogs lying around. “They seem fine to me.”
“For now, but I guarantee that they’ll wake us at six if we don’t take them out.”
“Why didn’t we have someone take the dogs for our wedding night?”
I sighed. “I should have thought of that, but it’s okay. I’ll just take them out really quick and then we can sleep longer tomorrow morning.”
“It’s almost three in the morning. You want to take them out now?”
“Yes. You don’t have to come with me if you don’t want to.”
Leaning in to kiss me, Jonah whispered against my lips. “For better or worse.”
“You’re coming?”
“Uh-huh. I always knew marrying you was a package deal. Walking dogs in the middle of the night is a small price to pay to spend the rest of my life with you.”
