Enigma

By: Evilous

NC-17

Disclaimer: Once again so not mine, although a girl can dream. I do own my OC's though, hey that's something. Well enjoy!

Chapter 2: Interrupted

On the drive home Mick held her hand in his, as she questioned him about David and why he owed him. He had told her it was nothing, just a guy thing, to which she eyed him up and down, but let it go. She accepted that there were things he didn't tell her, and she would accept that for now, knowing she would work on getting it out of him later when he was more relaxed.

"When we get home I need you to give me a minute okay."

"For what?"

"Trust me, do as I say."

Beth nods in agreement and spends the rest of the ride home going over different scenarios of what he had in store for her. They had been much more creative and adventurous, opening up about secret fantasies, making some of them realities. What could he have in store for her, the desire to know yet still wanting to be surprised was driving her crazy.

Finally arriving home, when they get to the door Mick stops her and stands in front of her, holding his hands in hers.

"Close your eyes."

Beth closed her eyes.

"No peaking."

Mick leads her into the apartment, taking her purse from her and setting it aside. Mick comes to stand behind her; he begins to massage her shoulders. Beth leans into his touch rolling her head from side to side. Mick leans in, nibbling her earlobe, "Stay here."

With that he was gone. Beth's heart was racing from his touch, the lack there of, the uncertainty of what was going to happen, wanting to open her eyes but still wanting to let Mick surprise her. Her thoughts were interrupted by his lips on hers. The kiss was soft and delicate, just enough to leave both craving more.

"Open your eyes."

Beth opens her eyes to find the apartment is softly lit with the lights dimmed down, and candles scattered throughout. Mick was standing before her in only his jeans; he had shed his shirt and shoes already. He was looking at her with a mischievous grin on his face, sending a thrill of excitement through her veins.

"Mick this—"

"Shhhh… Just do as I say."

His tone was strong, yet gentle, flirtatious even. Beth could only nod, she would do anything he said, she was at his mercy.



Mick slowly pulls her shirt up over her head, tossing it aside; Mick does the same with her bra. After her chest is bare like his he pulls her to him taking her lips with slightly more force and urgency. His tongue demanding access, she gave it as her tongue searched his mouth finding fang.

Pulling her back the look in his eyes is matching his grin; he takes her hand leading her towards the stairs. Instead of going up the stairs, he pulls her around to the space beneath the stairs; she couldn't help but raise and eyebrow. Seeing one of the stools from the kitchen sitting there, she smiled at him still curious as to what he was planning but more than happy to find out. Mick stands her in front of the chair, then lifts her up to sit in it, brushing their lips softly, before trailing them to her ear.

"Do you remember what you told me about letting your mind drift?"

Beth was enjoying the please he was assaulting on her neck, only able to half focus on his words.

"No…you make my mind drift to often."

"I believe it was something along the lines of me, you, and handcuffs and the possibilities."

Mick pulled back and looked into her eyes as they grew wide. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a set of special handcuffs that were soft along the inside to lessen any pain from pulling on them. Beth's eyes went from the handcuffs to Mick's face and her heart raced, as she bit her bottom lip as a grin took over her face.

"Did I say that? You are just going to have to show me."

Mick took her right and placed the cuff on it, tightening it enough to hold her in but not enough to cause any pain. Looking into her eyes for any sign she didn't want this, she smiled at him giving him the go ahead. Taking her lips in his sucking her on her bottom lip causing it to swell, as his hands slid down her arms and pulled them over her head. In just a matter of seconds her hands were cuffed above her head on one of the stairs.

Mick pulled away to see his beautiful vixen before him, submitting herself to him completely, to anything he wanted to do to her. He hadn't really thought this through completely, after he got her cuffed up he hadn't planned what to do to her. Her eyes were locked on his desire so clear in both; Mick quickly felt his jeans becoming a bit too tight. He unbuckled his belt and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants dropping them to his feet and kicking them aside while Beth watched him licking her lips. Watching her lick her lips was only making him harder; he removed his briefs as well kicking them with his jeans as he stood before Beth in all his naked glory.

Stepping up to her, he spread her legs and stepped between them moving his hands to her waist, she leaned into him this time to take his lips. Moving his hands up he takes her breasts in his hands rolling her nipples between his fingers bringing them to hard peaks. Beth releases his lips as she leans into his menstruations moaning for more. Mick smiles to himself, kissing along her jaw line to her ear.

"Like that," he teases.

Beth utters words of enjoyment as he trails his kisses down her neck, scrapping his fangs over his mark, sending shivers down her spine. He continues his assault on her body; his mouth reaches the valley between her breasts, before his mouth takes over for one of his hands. Alternating between breasts he simultaneously moves his hands to her pants and quickly undoes them. Pulling from her breasts much to her disappointment as she was so close to the edge, sighing at the sudden and abrupt lose of his warm mouth. Mick pulls her jeans and panties from her hips and down lifting her up from her seat slightly allowing him to pull them completely off of her.

Mick stood there staring at Beth, spreading her legs for him urging him to come back to her, to take her. His own resolve was growing weaker as her growing scents, sounds; images filled all of his senses. Beth pulled at her restraints, all she wanted was to pull him to her and take his length in her hands, her mouth, but most of all she wanted him to fill her.

Mick could feel her urgency matching his own, walking to the place between her wanting legs, her squeezed him there unwilling to let him go until she got what they both wanted. Taking her lips in his gripping her hips pulling her to the edge of the stool, making her loosen her grip enough for him to pull back. Moving one hand to his rock hard length he guided himself to her core, sinking into her wet hot warmth excruciatingly slowly.

Beth leaned her hips forward into his movements, throwing her head back in pleasure. Both saying the others name in ecstasy, Beth urged him farther, deeper into her inching herself off the stool. Mick quickly moved one hand to her back and the other to behind her right knee lifting her leg up to his waist. With each thrust he lifted Beth to her tip toes then back down. They continued like this move, Beth used her restraints to pull herself up higher, and as he drove in she would come down filling her to her limits.

Both were amazed they had lasted this long, both needing to finish Mick let her leg go moving his hands to her rear lifting her up she took his cue and wrapped both legs high around his waste. He continued to thrust upward into his pace becoming more frantic and wild looking for release; Beth was right there with him rocking into his moves.

"I'm close…Mick…"

Her muscles started to contract around him and he knew she was there, his fangs exposed and he let out a growl.

"Do it Mick….Now."

She may be the one chained up but he obeyed her command and sank his fangs into the delicate flesh of her neck. He began to drink her blood, her pleasure her love, her orgasm that he caused as he spilled himself into her. Releasing her neck he licked at it until it finished bleeding, still holding them together as her muscled took the last of him. Unable to move he just held her their, kissing her lips gently.

"More than possibilities now," Beth breathed into his ear.

"Are you okay?"

"Perfect, as long as you tell me you do have a key for these."

Mick reached behind her and pulled the stool back to her and set her on it, pulling himself from her.

"Oh…well"

"As much as I loved that Mick, and it was amazing. I do not want to stay handcuffed to your stairs all night."

Mick kisses her lips then steps back a couple steps and with a little jump grabs a key from a step higher up.

"Smooth," Beth teased as Mick slides his hands along her arms to her confines. Releasing her one at a time she wraps her hands around his neck twirling them in his thick luscious hair. Mick drops the cuffs to the floor with the key as he pulls her hands from his hair to examine her wrists. Satisfied that she is fine he kisses them, then her nose then her lips, sweeping her into his arms he carried her up to the bedroom, laying her in the already turned down bed.

"What do you want to eat?"

"You," Beth teases.

"Later, right now its lunch time and you need to eat."

"Yes doctor. A sandwich is fine."

"I will be right back."

"You better."

Mick looks back at his angel before leaving down the stairs. Grabbing his jeans he slips them back on and makes his way to the kitchen. As he finished making her sandwich he grabbed a soda. Feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket he pulled it out to see he had a voicemail, hearing the rattling sound of Beth's phone vibrating in her jeans across the room he goes to dial his voicemail when a knocking at the door stops him. He pads across the room and looks at the monitor. A man in his mid 30's tall, dressed in a suit serious look on his face, having never seen him before Mick took a whiff of the air, he was human. Mick opened the door to see who this man was and what he wanted.

"Yes," Mick answered trying to sound polite although he was stopping him from going back upstairs.

"You must be Mick St. John."

"I am how many I help you?"

"My name is Gregory Brooks; I am here to speak with your….with Beth Turner. Is she around?"

"What is this about?"

"I can not discuss that with you. Is she here?"

Mick could hear Beth walking down the stairs and he just prayed that she had not come down their naked looking to surprise him.

"Who is it Mick?"

Mick turned and saw that she had dressed in one of his button down shirts and a pair of her jeans, silently he said a prayer. Before Mick could say anything Mr. Brooks stepped in and walked towards Beth.

"My name is Gregory Brooks, and I have some questions for you."

Before he reached Beth, Mick had positioned himself between them. Beth rubbed her had on his back, signaling him it was okay.

"Questions about what?"

"Can we talk in private?" He eyes Mick.

"Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of Mick. He will hear it either way either from you or me."

"That is your choice to tell him after—"

"Go on, you can use my office, I will go grab a shirt. You can tell me about it later," giving her a wink.

"You will hear all about it."

Beth led The Mr. Brooks towards the office, kicking her earlier discarded shirt and bra aside on the way. Once they were inside she shut the door behind him giving Mick a smile and mouthing, 'listen,'

To Be Continued…

Evilous