Love Is Never-Ending, ch. 32
Chapter Thirty Two
Mick wasn’t paying much attention to the woman in his arms. He was too busy following his bride around the room with his eyes. Lucky for him, his partner didn’t mind. Erin recognized a jealous man when she saw one. She smiled inwardly. Mick and Beth had been married only a couple of hours ago and here he was jealous of the time Beth spent dancing with his friends. Erin knew it wasn’t just a vampire territorial thing either. Her beloved nephew had always had a possessive streak. Sharing had never been one of his strong suits.
“Sport?”
“Hm?” Mick said, his eyes never leaving Beth.
“She’s only dancing, you know. You can’t keep her to yourself all night.”
Mick nodded absently. Erin realized she wasn’t going to get through to him that way. So she stomped on his foot.
“Hey!” Mick yelled in surprise.
“Sorry, but it was the only way to drag your eyes away from Beth.”
At the sound of Beth’s name, Mick’s eyes darted around the room in search of her. He found her a second later dancing with Dan. Erin cleared her throat loudly. Mick looked down at her.
“See? That’s exactly what I mean. Let her have some fun before you drag her out of here caveman style,” Erin scolded.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Mick replied unconvincingly.
“I don’t know what your big problem is. You were fine when she was dancing with Josef.”
“Says who?” Mick said, his gaze drifting back to Beth.
Erin threw her hands in the air. “Fine. Go on then. No need to linger on my account.”
Erin was speaking to empty space; Mick was already on his way to Beth. He reached her just as the song was ending. Beth’s eyes lit up when she saw him standing behind Dan.
“Mick!” Beth turned to Dan. “Thanks for the dance. I think I’ll have a word with my husband now.”
Dan released her and stepped back. As Dan walked away, Beth noticed the look that passed between the vampires. A look that clearly said, she’s mine; don’t touch. A tingle went down her spine as Mick took her hand possessively. She secretly loved Mick’s jealous streak. Mick turned back to her.
“You wanna get out of here?” Mick asked.
“Yeah.”
Mick grinned. He guided her through the other dancing couples and made for the side door. Josef watched them with an amused look. Wow, almost three hours. That’s longer than I thought. Enjoy yourself, my friend.
Mick and Beth ducked out of the ballroom and into the hallway. They tried to walk casually to the elevator, but their wedding attire and matching grins gave them away. Every single person between the ballroom and the elevator knew exactly where they were going. The bored elevator attendant didn’t even bother to ask them what floor they wanted. He knew the honeymoon suite was on the tenth floor.
Unfortunately, Mick and Beth were doomed to slowest elevator ride either of them had ever experienced. The car stopped on every floor. Mick huddled with Beth in the far corner, glaring at the various passengers as they entered and exited the car. Beth had her back to the others; no one noticed as she unbuttoned the blue vest of Mick’s tux. Mick noticed. He made no move to stop her though, even as her fingers reached for the buttons of his shirt. Mick simply brought the pad of his thumb up to the bite mark on her neck and stroked it gently. Beth closed her eyes and bit back a moan. She tugged on the loose vest and pulled him closer to her. She was about to drag him down for a kiss when the elevator stopped on their floor. Mick wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her out of the elevator. He fished around in his trouser pocket for the key Josef had given him earlier. He found it, unlocked the door and was shocked when Beth pushed him across the threshold.
Mick rounded on her as she closed the door behind them. He stopped dead in his tracks at the innocent yet mischievous smile on her face. Did she not know what she did to him? Seeing her dancing with his friends had driven him to distraction. And now she was standing in front of him like she hadn’t tried to disrobe him in a public elevator. Mick continued to stare open mouthed at her. A memory came to him. Beth in a black dress, writhing against him in the shower. This moment felt much like that one. This is the real me, only I didn’t know it. Maybe it hadn’t been the BC talking after all.
Smiling at the thought, Mick stepped closer to her and brought his palm up to her cheek, cradling it gently. Beth’s eyes sparkled in the low light of the room. She opened her mouth to speak; Mick silenced her with a finger.
“Shush. Don’t talk.”
Mick lowered his head and brushed a soft kiss across her lips. One kiss became two. Then three. He just couldn’t tear himself away from her warm inviting mouth. Mick’s sweet gentle kisses soon became more insistent. He wound his arms around her waist and pulled her to his chest. Beth held fast to his arms in an effort to keep herself upright. Mick explored her mouth with his tongue as if he was trying to memorize every nook and cranny. Beth gave as good as she got; running her tongue over his teeth. Mick growled and pushed Beth back toward the door. He ran open mouthed kisses down along her jaw and neck. When Mick ran his tongue over his bite mark, another fission of desire ran down Beth’s spine. She ran her hands underneath Mick’s jacket and pushed it off his shoulders. He released her long enough for it to fall to the floor. Mick resumed his assault on her mouth while she made quick work on the buttons of his dress shirt. A minute later Mick was divested of his shirt and vest and stood bare-chested in front of her.
No matter how many times she saw him like this it never failed to thrill her. Beth reached up and wove her fingers through his fine chest hair. Mick closed his eyes as Beth brushed her thumbs over his nipples. Beth took advantage of the distraction and ran her tongue over one then the other. Mick moaned softly as he brought a hand up to the door to steady himself.
Beth continued to feast on his skin, licking and nibbling her way down his chest and abs. Her hands slid even lower; down over his hips until they rested at his crotch. With one hand Beth worked to relieve him of his belt, while stroking the bulge in his pants with the other.
“Beth,” Mick groaned.
Beth turned her eyes up to Mick’s face. The love and desire she saw there nearly brought her to her knees. Beth straightened and placed a lingering kiss to his lips. Then she unceremoniously fell to her knees and pushed Mick’s trousers to the floor, where they pooled at his feet. Beth cast one last loving look up at Mick before wrapping her lips around his hard cock. A long tortuous moan tore through the air. Beth swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Then she sucked, hard.
“Beth!” Mick yelled. His whole body shook from the effort it took not to come on the spot.
Beth chuckled softly. The vibrations of her mouth threatened to unravel him any second. Mick looked down at her. Beth was kneeling at his feet her wedding dress pooling around her. The sight of her in that dress going down on him was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. Mick wove his free hand in her hair as her head bobbed up and down on his cock. He didn’t force her to take in any more of him than she could handle. Beth reached up and brushed her fingers along the sensitive spot just behind his balls. The sensation caused his hips to jerk forward. The head of his cock brushed against the back of Beth’s throat and she swallowed involuntarily. The contraction around his cock was too much. Mick exploded in her mouth; his hips jerking haphazardly. Beth continued to swallow as Mick rode out his orgasm. Once he was still Beth released him and stood.
Beth’s smug smile nearly drove him crazy. Mick grabbed her shoulders and crushed his mouth to hers. As she opened for him, Mick could taste himself on her tongue. Mick kicked off his shoes and trousers, picked Beth up and carried her to the king size canopy bed. He gently stood her up next to the bed. He wanted to see her just as she saw him. Mick stepped closer to her and reached around to unzip her dress. The satin skimmed across her skin as it flowed to the floor. Beth had already ditched her heels; she stood before him in nothing but a white lace thong and stockings. Beth noted his physical response to her nakedness with an appreciative glance. The perks of being with a vampire.
Beth reached out her hand. Mick brushed her hand aside. As his large hand grazed her hip, Mick hooked his thumb underneath the band of her thong and easily tore it away. Mick pulled Beth into a needy kiss as his hand carded through her soft curls. His finger found her clit and began to rub it in lazy circles. Beth moaned into his mouth and ground her hips into his hand. Mick’s lips left her mouth and traveled down her collarbone. His tongue darted out to play with her nipples. Beth arched into him whimpering. She was already close. Mick braced her between him and the bed as he slid two fingers into her tight wet core. She pulsed around him, desperate for release. Mick watched her intently as her breath came in short pants and she clutched at him for support.
“Come for me,” Mick whispered in her ear.
Beth’s legs shook violently as she came. Mick held her tight so that she wouldn’t fall. As the last spasms faded, Mick laid Beth on the bed. Beth’s eyes were closed as she gulped down much needed air. Mick smiled to himself as he climbed in the bed next to her. Once Beth had caught her breath, she opened her eyes and smiled lazily up at him.
“That the best you can do?” she said teasingly.
Mick’s hazel eyes darkened for a second. He growled softly. “Is that a challenge?”
Beth’s grin widened. Mick’s mouth was on hers before she could take another breath. Beth’s hands tangled in his hair. Mick ran his hand down the length on her torso sending electric shocks across her fair skin. Mick brought his hand to her breast as he continued to nip at her lips and tongue. He pinched her nipple and she gasped. Mick smiled against her mouth and began kissing his way down her neck and chest. He took one nipple into his mouth and suckled gently. Beth moaned his name softly. Her skin felt like to was on fire; she was drenched in sweat. Mick touched and kissed her everywhere, everywhere except the place she needed him to. Mick could feel her frustration mount; her breathing was erratic and her heart beat frantically in her chest.
Beth was on the brink of begging when she found herself on her knees facing the headboard of the bed.
“Brace yourself,” Mick ground out from under her.
Beth grabbed the headboard just in time. Mick’s tongue darted out and took a long lap at her wet, aching folds. Beth groaned in pleasure. She opened her legs slightly to give him better access. Mick wrapped his arms around her thighs to hold her in place. His tongue dove into her wet core making her writhe against his face. Mick’s grip on her thighs tightened; there would be bruises in the morning but Beth was beyond caring. Mick’s tongue swirled around her clit making her gasp. She could feel her orgasm coiling low in her stomach. Mick could sense it too. He gave her clit one last hard suck and Beth shattered around him.
Mick gave her no quarter. Before her orgasm had died away, Mick had her flat on her back and settled himself between her legs. Beth pulsed around him as her entered her. He moved slowly at first allowing the last vestiges of her orgasm to fade. Her slick channel accommodated him easily; Mick closed his eyes and allowed himself to enjoy the feel of her around him. Beth saw the look of pure joy on his face and felt the tears well in her eyes. She reached up and touched his face. Mick opened his eyes and saw joy that mirrored his. He brushed a kiss across Beth’s forehead as she circled his waist with her legs. Mick’s thrusts grew more insistent as Beth’s breathing became more erratic. He knew she was close again.
Mick could feel his eyes frost over and his fangs extend as he adjusted his angle. Beth sucked in a harsh breath when he forcefully struck her g-spot. Beth trembled violently beneath him as her orgasm washed over her. As she spasmed around him, Beth clawed at his back. Mick’s fangs slid into her exposed throat; his hips jerking wildly as he came. Mick continued to lap as the wound in her neck as their sated bodies came down from their high. Mick rested his head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat. Strong as ever. He placed a loving kiss there and rolled to the side. Beth wasted no time snuggling against him. Mick wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.
“I love you, Beth,” he whispered.
“I love you, too,” Beth said groggily.
Mick chuckled. “You can show me how much later. Sleep now.”
Mick fell asleep soon after, happier than he could ever remember being in his long, and until recently, lonely life.
To be continued…