Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Quiet enveloped the room, and Angel was stunned by the story that Alex had just told her. Stunned, and at a loss for words. What does one say to a story like that?
When Alexsander finished his story, his voice became quiet, and as he cried for his loss, Angel reached for him and he willingly went to her and placed his head upon her breast so that she could hold him close to her and love him. She stroked his hair with her lips as her fingertips lightly wiped the tears from his eyes. She said nothing, she couldn't think of anything to say. The word sorry wasn't enough, and so her silence and her love was all she could offer him.
She held a massive titan of a God in her arms and listened to him quietly sob and all she could do was hold him and allow him to release the anger he had buried deep inside him during his lifetime.
"And that, my love is the story of my life." He whispered hoarsely. "161 years of hell, living in a body that was dead. Until I met you, I didn't want to live, I did all I could to rid the world of my presence. I became reckless in how I fought, often leaving myself wide open for a stake to catch my heart. Marcus saved me more times than I can count on my fingers and toes."
"Thank God for Marcus." Angel whispered as she leaned forward and kissed Alex and told him she loved him.
"But, that my darling is not the end of my story." Alex added. "There is more. Do you want to hear the rest?"
Angel shook her head up and down and then sank deeper into the bed cushion to listen to Alex.
One day, I traveled back here to try and find forgiveness from my family. At each of my visits, I would sell off some more of the land. It was lying in waste, the orchards were long gone and the land was producing nothing of value any longer. Palm Beach development companies had been calling me begging me to sell, and I figured, why not, so I did.
In an effort to let go of my past, during one of my recent visits here, I called a realtor and had the last twenty acres of the original one hundred acres of land I bought all those years ago, sold. I kept the five acres my home was on simply to afford me my freedom from people moving too close to my home.
Angel interrupted him by saying. "I was the person that bought that last 20 acres from you, wasn't I?"
"Yes. When my realtor called to tell me he had an offer for the land and then told me who the person was, I told him to sell at whatever price you offered. He argued with me, but, I wanted you to have it. I needed you close to me, even if only through land. When you bought it my heart soared. I knew that I would see you more often because of you living next door. But, I told him not to tell you who the owner was. I wanted to be the person to tell you."
"Well I was pretty pissed off that it was you that sold it to me. Now, of course, I'm glad you did."
"Me too my love, me too. On with my story?"
Angel nodded her head and Alex continued where he had left off.
It was during the last visit here to sell the 20 acres that I saw you. You were walking on the beach, at the water's edge, dressed in a pair of red shorts, a white tank top and flip-flops, and you were an angel to behold. You hair fell loosely onto your shoulders and down your back and loose whips of hair tickled your face from the Florida breeze off the ocean. I watched you as you stopped to push the hair from your face, as you stared at the stars and the moon in the sky. The moons rays that danced off the water illuminated your body, and you looked almost ethereal. You were human, but that didn't matter. I wanted you like no other woman before you.
I could feel your sadness, as though you had lost your best friend. As I watched you, I wanted to go to you, take you in my arms and comfort you. I wanted to erase the sadness within you and replace that with a smile.
Something pulled me to you, like a whispered lullaby. It tugged at my heart. You needed a warrior, a savior, a lover and a defender. You needed me and I knew that I needed you. You were my destiny; I could feel that fact down to my very core.
I watched you daily. The minute the sun had gone done in the night sky and I would awaken from my death sleep, I would go to where you were, and follow you as you went about your killings, ever ready to help should you need it, but you never did. You are a formidable warrior, and when I saw you slay each renegade, My chest swelled with pride for you.
And the morning you were at the cemetery, I was there as well, watching you. I knew your schedule inside and out, and I knew that I shouldn't be following you and yet still, like a moth to a flame, I couldn't stop. I was drawn to you, to everything about you. I had for the first time in 161 years, wished I was human, so that I could stand with you beside the coffins of your parents and mourn with you, but, I couldn't. The sun came up, and once again I was banished from the day and had to leave you.
Still, I mourned with you, felt your pain, ached with you, loved you, and yet you didn't know I existed. However, I knew that you were my destiny and that one day you would know me. I was sure of that.
Alex was very quiet after that last admonition. And then he said. "And now, my very dream has come true, and I have a reason to continue living this life. I have loved you for so long Angel, so please don't be mad at me for watching over you, I'm a vampire. When we love, it is all consuming and nothing but death can put out the flame that burns deep within us. For when our mate dies, we die as well.
"Oh Alex." Angel whispered as she drew him closer to her, and kissed him. "Thank you for watching over me, and thank you for loving me."
Alex took Angel in his arms and kissed her slowly, and with great passion, his tongue caressing her tongue. She melted in his arms and when his fingers started unbuttoning her shirt, she ached with desire and wished him to hurry and make love to her.
"Wait a minute!" Angel yelled as she pushed Alex's hands away from her and sat up on the bed.
"What? What's wrong?"
"I can't. I can't make love in Elena's bed." Angel moved away from Alex so that she could get off the bed, but, he pulled her back and held her in his arms and then said.
"What? This isn't Elena's bed. Why would you think it was Elena's?"
"I dunno, the first time you transported me here, this bedroom set was here, I figured that the tree that is carved on the headboard is the Elm tree from outside that you planted for Elena."
Alex shook his head. "Darlin, this isn't Elena's bedroom set. The one Elena and I had was old and rustic and falling apart and I'd gotten rid of that years ago. This bedroom set, I'd begun working on that first time I saw you on the beach. The tree represents us beginning our new life together. It is the tree of life, our tree of life."
Angel sat straight up and looked at Alex, squinted her eyes, tilted her head and said. "Mr. Charviteau, you take so much for granted for an old man."
"Old man? OLD MAN?" Alex was off the bed and running around the bedroom trying to catch Angel as she scooted across the bed and teased him by opening her shirt to expose her braless breasts.
"Well you are 161 years old aren't you? Isn't that OLD? I MEAN LIKE REALLY OLD!" She teased as she ran out of the room and out the front door to the beach and finally to the water's edge.
Alex ran after Angel and watched her as she stripped off her clothing leaving only her bra and panties on as she walked into the water. Already he was hard and ready to love her.
Alex walked to her in a menacing manner, his arms stretched out at his sides, ready to catch her should she try to get away from him. She walked backward into the water laughing as she did so, and he followed her into the water. When she was sure no one was around, she stripped herself naked, tossing her bra and panties to the shore line and then dove into the water and began swimming out into the ocean. Alex followed suit and he soon caught up to where she was in the water, and when he reached for her, she went into his arms willingly. He pulled her close to him so that their bodies became entangled as his tongue made love to her lips, and his hands caressed her body. He massaged her in all the places he knew would turn her on the most, and when he did, she moaned with desire. The softness of her flesh against his skin, and the cool waters of the ocean thrilled him and before long, his body was pulsating with desire.
There was nothing slow and easy about their love tonight. Tonight it was quick and before long, both of them were screaming each other's names against the wind as their orgasms overtook their bodies, and they writhed with complete pleasure, in unison to each other. The moonlight above illuminated them, but their bodies were so close that if one didn't know better, one would assume only one person was in the oceans surf. They held each other tightly, whispering their love to each other and when their hearts beat as one, they emerged from the water holding hands as they ran back to the cottage.
As Angel dried herself off and tossed a towel to Alex, he walked up behind her and took her into his arms and cradled her with his love.
"Baby? I have something I want to show you." Alex whispered in her ear.
"Hmmm something, such as?" She whispered back.
Alex smiled and said nothing as he walked to Angel and extended his hand to her. When she had taken his hand, he said. "Close your eyes my darling."
"Really?"
"Yes, this is a surprise."
"Okay. Closed."
"No peeking now."
"Nope, no peeking."
Alex led Angel into the room and when she was in the center, he told her to open her eyes.
"Wow! Holy shit. Look at all these mirrors. I feel like I'm in the fun house at a carnival." She said as she twirled slowly in place and looked at everything that was in the room. Every wall, including the ceiling was covered with mirrors. Every way she turned she saw herself, even looking back over her shoulder, she saw herself. Looking up, she saw herself. This was all kind of eerie, but, most especially it was all very new to Angel. She'd never expected this, though she have come to know that Alex is a very sexual vampire, she just never expected him to be interested in this.
"Wow, nice room, but, where is the TV?" She said as she looked around.
"TV?" Alex was perplexed. He figured she would know what this room was used for. "Are you kidding?"
"No, I'm not kidding. Isn't this a TV room, like a den? It looks like one to me, but you only have one chair, is another being delivered tomorrow?" She didn't look at him, because if she did, she would begin to laugh, so she was busied herself looking and touching everything in the room.
"Uh, I think not, unless of course you want it to be a TV room, and then of course I could get a TV for in here, and another chair." The smile that Alex had on his face was gone when he saw the look on Angel's face. If he was even remotely hard as he stood in the middle of these things, she was sure he was flaccid now. He looked uneasy, and shuffled his feet back and forth, as he stared at the floor.
Angel looked at Alex. She scrunched her eyebrows together as she slanted her head and looked surprised at the change in Alex's demeanor. She stayed this way for a few minutes, causing Alex to squirm and when she felt he was ready to explode, she yelled, "PSYCHE!"
Angel watched Alex's facial expression when she said psyche, and the look caused her to laugh hysterically. His expressions were so funny, she couldn't help it. She had caught him completely off guard. The look he gave her was priceless.
Startled, Alex stopped what he was doing, and looked at Angel. "Excuse me? Psyche eh? I'll show you psyche!" He laughed as she ran around the furniture of the room, and he ran to catch her. They were playing a cat and mouse game and soon she allowed him to catch her.
As he held her in his arms, she said. "So, tell me, is this a sex room?"
Alex smiled broadly. "What do you think this is?"
"I think it is a sex room." She smiled as she released herself from his embrace and began to explore cabinets and drawers and racks that made up the furnishings in the room. With each drawer she opened, her eyes would get wide and she would close the drawer quickly, not bothering to ask what the item was used for. Most that she looked at was self-explanatory anyway. The cabinets held oils, massage creams, towels, and things one would normally use in one's bathroom.
"You are so observant Miss Rogaire. It is indeed our sex room." Alex said as he walked over to the chair and sat down and said. "This chair is ergonomically made specifically with the comfort of the couple in mind. It is said that this chair is designed to allow a couple to explore up to fifty different sexual positions." "However." He added. "I believe we could come up with much more than 50 positions. What do you think?"
"I think I am beginning to like this room. It shocked me when I opened my eyes and walked in and saw everything, but, I think we will have a lot of fun in here. Is there a shower in here?" She asked as she opened doors and peered inside.
"Yes my love, and a sauna, and outside that door is a pool that I had installed just for us. Possibly to skinny dip in?" He was smiling when he winked at her and again, her heart melted.
"Hmmmm Possibly." She said as she smiled and continued checking out the room and the items that Alex had bought and installed.
"And this my lovey, what is this?" Angel asked as she pointed to what she thought was a portable potty (without the pot though).
"This my love is a sex stool. You see how low to the floor it is? That my darling is so that I can lay flat on the floor and still reach you to pleasure you."
Angel raised her eyebrow and said. "Really." As he talked, her heart began to pound in her chest and she could feel herself getting wet just listening to Alex explain the different sex objects he had bought for them.
"And you can sit on that stool as well?" she whispered as she walked to him and let her fingers stroll through his hair.
"Well it might be a bit uncomfortable for me, as my body parts doesn't bend downward, but, hey, we can try different positions." He laughed as he spoke. He watched her move about the room and for the first time since he'd begun dating her, he couldn't read her. He had no clue how she felt about the room or what was in it.
As Alex is talking, Angel slowly walked around the room touching different objects that Alexsander bought for them to use. As she walked to where the trapeze was installed she reached up to see if she could sit on it. It was too high, but, within seconds, it began to move downward to her. She smiled and looked at Alex. He has a remote control in his hand and had activated it so that she can sit down and swing.
"My darling, you have thought of everything I see." Angel whispers as she climbs on the trapeze and swings back and forth. "I'm sure this is not the reason for the trapeze though."
"That I have my love that I have. And Angel, the trapeze is for any reason you want it to be."
"Alex?"
"Yes?"
"No bondage. No cat-o-nine tails, no whips, no nipple clamps, no handcuffs, no kinky bondage stretchers, none of that shit. I'm not into bondage, or any of that other kinky painful stuff, so I won't do it and I don't want you to ask me to."
"I didn't think you would, and besides, I'm not into that either. So not to worry okay? I don't get my pleasure causing pain." He was leaning against a wall of mirrors watching her swing and even doing that she was turning him on. His body never hesitated to get aroused when Angel was around. All he had to do was look at her and his Johnson was ready to rock and roll.
As she swung on the trapeze, she looked at him and said. "Well, a light slap on the butt during orgasm won't hurt me, but, nothing more. Okay?"
Alex walked over to Angel as she stopped swinging and he took her in his arms and held her close. "I love you so much Ms. Rogaire." He said as he held her tight against him. "And no, nothing more. You okay with the room and the things I bought?"
"Yes, I ahhh can see we will be spending a lot of our time in here." Angel whispered as she began taking off her clothes as she walked around the room. "Too bad we don't have any music." She said.
"Your wish is my command." Alex bowed low and immediately music had begun playing. She looked at him and saw that he had a clicker in his hand that worked a lot of objects in the room. The lights, the music, the trapeze and who knew what else. She was sure she would find out the what else's in the near future.
She was surprised by the music that began to play. "You have good taste Mr. Charviteau." She said when she heard the music playing. "Love Man" from the movie Dirty Dancing and she knew every word to the song, and began singing it almost immediately.
"My favorite as well. Care to dance?" He said as he walked toward her his arms outstretched to take her into his arms.
"To this song?" She laughed as she entered his arms and said. "You may not realize this, but, I played Baby in a high school play, in my senior year. I know the dances inside and out."
"And I dear love, was in the movie. So I know the dances as well."
"In the movie? YOU were in the movie?"
Alex laughed. "Yes, I was in the movie with Patrick Swayzee. In fact, this very dance in the beginning of the movie, was my favorite. Still is."
"I'm curious, I'm sure you look the same then as now, but, describe to me what you were wearing in the movie, so I can picture you in my mind's eye. I've seen that movie hundreds of times, I am sure I'll remember you."
"Ahhhh okay. Let's see. I wore a black shirt which I left unbuttoned half way, blue jeans, and I had a cigarette hanging out of my mouth for the entire scene, even though I didn't smoke, the director said it added to my persona. I also wore dog tags that I bought at an Army-Navy store. My hair was greased back in a duck tail, and the front of my hair fell onto my face as I danced. I wasn't quite as buffed then as I am now. It wasn't until after that movie hit the screen that I saw how skinny I was, that I started working out every day."
Angel stared at Alex and then said. "OMG, you were the sexy guy dancing with that blonde that usually danced with Swayzee? Wow, you really were in the movie. Maybe that's why I found you so familiar when I first met you, your face was already ingrained in my memory box."
"Could be, so now that we have that established, care to dance my sexy wench?"
"I'd love to, my sexy vampire."
Angel walked into Alex's arms and he pulled her close to him. As the music played he kissed her neck and stroked it with his tongue causing goose bumps to elevate on her body. Angel lifted her leg and wrapped it around his thigh and moved in closer to Alex's body and when she did, he took her leg in his hand and pulled it up to his thigh so that her body was as close as it could be. As he rubbed himself against her, she could feel herself getting moist.
As his body in unison to hers, his hands were around her waist. She arched her back so that she could dip herself backward and then he slowly pulled her back up to his chest and licked her neck as his fangs scrape along her vein, causing ripples of pleasure to course through her body. She was on fire for him once again.
Angel slowly left the comfort of his arms as she moved herself around to his back and began kissing it slowly and sensually, her fingertips leaving a trail of seduction around his tribal tattoo.
"Are you hungry?" She whispered.
"I'm only hungry for you my love." Alex whispered as he drew her into his arms and kissed her hungrily.
"Mmmm I was hoping you were going to say that." She whispered.
Angel straddled the stripper pole that Alex had installed in the middle of the room and as she played on it, Alex watched her, his eyes never leaving her body, completely enthralled with what she was doing to the pole. He could feel that familiar zing run amok in his body. He was getting hard for her. She never failed to turn him on and as was the case tonight as his cock strained from the confines of his jeans to get loose to make love to her.
She looked over her shoulder and saw him rubbing himself. Her heart skipped a beat and her breathing quickened. He had opened a whole new world to her when he installed these sex toys in this room and her inhibitions flew out the window as she bent over and grabbed her ankles and she shook her ass in a slow and seductive manner and then shimmied her shoulders causing her breasts to jiggle in a most enticing manner.
When These arms of mine began to play, her movements were more seductive than at any time she danced. The song is the most sensuous song Angel had ever heard and because of that it had always been her favorite. Dancing on a stripper pole had always been a fantasy of hers, and everything that she had desired to do on the pole, she could now do for real.
As she sang, she danced provocatively around the room strutting her stuff, her hips moving slow and seductive, much like a stripper does when on stage. For Angel, the sex room was her stage for the night, as she strutted and she sang in a most sexy voice.
With each verse she sang she would strip off one article of clothing and toss it aside, often landing on Alex's head or face, which he delighted in. Soon the only pieces of clothing she had on was her thongs, her heels and a pearl necklace that her mother had given her the day she graduated from college.
"You sir are incorrigible." She laughed as Alex made a grab for her and tried to pull her to him. He still had a look of hunger in his eyes when he looked at her. They could make love 10 times a day and still he would be hungry for her. His sexual appetite was insatiable.
"Incorrigible? Hmm I've never been called that in all my years as a vampire." He laughed. Pointing to the lower half of himself, he said. "This is all your fault, this perpetual hard on is all your fault, you know."
"My fault?" Angel was laughing at Alex's comment.
She stopped, turned around to face him, ran her hands over the length of her body, spread her hands before her and said. "And, this, my darling, what I am today, what I have become, is YOUR fault. You have created a monster in me. A sexual monster. A monster who wants it all, to do it all, to see it all, to love it all. A monster who has finally found herself and is not afraid to do what she wants to do sexually, who is not embarrassed by what she does or says. You my dear, created this, so get ready for the ride, cause I'm gonna give you a wild ass ride for the rest of my life.
"Ha! Ms. Rogaine, I welcome that ride so long as I am the one to give you the ride of your life as well. Have you any idea how much I love you?" He voice was low and sexy and as he talked Angel found herself on the verge of an orgasm. It amazed her that she needn't be touched by him, just his voice started her body in motion.
"I drip for you. I am moist 24-7 when you are near me, or I hear your voice on the phone. It matters not what I am doing, I drip for you. My body responds to you in ways it never did for any other man."
"Well then." Alex smiled as she walked to her and took her into his arms once again, and held her tightly and said. "I guess that means you've said yes to my proposal?"
"Ahhh Mr. Charviteau, you are most engaging. I tried to fight you, I tried very hard, but who you are, how you are, stopped me at every corner."
"Engaging eh?"
"Yes, everything about you is engaging. As you are a moth to my flame, so I am to yours. I love you my darling. I'm afraid that I have found that I can't live without you. You have so quickly become my all, my world.
"Soooo it's a yes?"
"Soooo it's a yes to what? Oh, was there a proposal? I don't recall you getting down on one knee and proposing to me."
"One knee? Men still do that today?"
Angel was laughing at Alex's face as he said. He was completely oblivious.
"On knee eh?" Alex said as he lowered himself to the floor, and slid to where Angel was. When he lifted himself to one knee, took one of her hands in his, looked up and said. "Ms. Rogaine. I love you, have loved you since the first moment I saw you. You live in my heart; my life is your life to do with as you please. I promise to shower you with happiness all the days of our lives. To care for you, to protect you, to cover you with my love forever and a day. Will you marry me?"
Angel looked at Alex and any thought she had waiting in her mind to say to him, was gone, and evaporated to nothingness. Nothing in her past mattered. This moment, was all that mattered. She said nothing as she looked down into his eyes. Had he had a soul, she could see past the bullshit of life and see his heart beating a strong love for her, a love that encompassed her entire being, enveloping her in a mist of everlasting devotion.
She smiled and as she did, she said. "I love you Mr. Charviteau. And my answer to you is yes!"